Legend+of+Raziela


 * Legend of Raziela:**

The island that is shared by Raziela and Escovia is held up by the Tree of Life. The roots of the tree hold up the entire island, keeping it from collapsing into the ocean. Although this island is very old, it is believed that there was once a completely different island in this very spot. It was implied that the previous Tree of Life had been carelessly used up, destroyed, and had died. The roots had weakened allowing for the island to fall into the abyss of the ocean below. On Tetravier, there had been rumors that such a crumbled island existed. This only enforces the belief that the Tree of Life sprouted back and dragged up the new island to the surface of the water.

The sun rose up, light gently beaming across the lands. Birds fluttered tree to tree, chirping in delight. Pakiko stepped onto the warm, soft sand, the wind caressing her face.

“Pakiko! Lets go!” Sai called as he trotted over.

An icy breeze rushed past her suddenly.

She stood there dazed. The hair on her arms prickled up.

“Yeah, lets.” She took his hand tightly as they began to walk back towards the center.

Their feet tapped up the rock pathway hurriedly.

“Hurry up slow poke.” Sai smiled and squeezed her hand gently. “We need to get to the Tree of Life ceremony, they’re going to start handing out the soothing water without us.”

“You know I don’t care about that. I’m only there to tend to the tree afterwards.” Pakiko insisted in a kind tone and nudged him playfully. Sai wrapped his arm around her protectively.

They had grown up together, constantly going on adventures until they were old enough to do actual work. Pakiko became the Tree of Life caretaker, and Sai grew up to search for food. Everyone was jealous of the relationship they shared. No matter how far apart they were, or how long they were separated, they were always so in sync. It was as if they were made for each other.

The earth began to shake viciously. The island started to crumple. Pakiko glanced upwards to the tree; it was turning black, and the swirls were dripping red, as if it were blood. She shrilled in fright, sprinting to the tree. She began frantically patting at it, trying to keep the red liquid from spilling.

“Sai, help me! The tree is dying!”

“It’s too late, we need to escape Pakiko. I know what this has meant to you, but your life is more important!”

Sai grabbed her hand, tugging only slightly panicked.

“Come on.”

Pakiko clutched onto the tree, blood flooding between her fingers.

“You know that I can’t do that Sai”

The upper branches and leaves were turning to ash, raining down on them. The island was nearly completely destroyed, along with all of the oblivious people.

Sai took a deep breath and knelt down beside her, softly placing his hand on the tree.

“It’s going to be okay, I promise. I know it will come back, we’ll come back to this place. Just trust me for once.”

She was clinging to the tree, unwavering.

Sai grabbed her and flung her over his shoulder and started running. She shrieked and flailed wildly.

Sai leapt into the emergency fishing boat. It was small and made of sanded wood. Once they'd drifted out a couple miles, they were breathless at the horrific sight. Only the ashen roots were left as they peered towards the island. The roots stood for a moment longer and then collapsed suddenly into the dark, angry ocean. Pakiko buried her face into Sai’s shoulder and sobbed as he held her tight, and watched their whole world crash into the sea right in front of them.