[Vegan Tananecu]

Trisphee, another dark night with a gorgeous star-lit sky. Stars had been shooting across the sky's palette with a high frequency this night. The young lad held a soft flower in his rosy fingers. "I wish that i would have the strength to protect the ones i love, to defeat all evil!" A bright star shot through the atmosphere, it was the brightest he had seen so far and the lad was sure his wish would now come true. The star became brighter and brighter by the second, but not a moment the boy was afraid, the star would bring him his wish, and he would embrace it. He opened his arms and closed his eyes while smiling. Not half a second later the burning projectile shot trough the young lad. His eyes opening slowly, confused, not realizing the feeling that was seeping out of his body. He dropped down, his upper half no longer connected to his lower half. He felt the life seeping out of him, His eyes shot open, he had the strength to move his body, but what was this invading, this burning feeling. He stared down to the meteorite that had shot straight through him. Silver tendrils were crawling into his body, they seemed to be patching up his wound too, soon all that remained of the wound was a big silveren blotch. He got up, but felt heavy, his hands his feet, his head. He had trouble moving his limbs and sometimes it was almost like he didn't move things at all. Then he heard them, the last words he would ever hear, whispered deep into his mind. "My apologies that it had to come to this, but it ends here, I will be using you now." Then his soul died and left the body, looking down on his own, but not, as it looked over his own shoulder and grinned devilish at him.