505. Endless world, 4

(Myls)

I watched the vanishing shooting stars over the horizon.

I watched the last flames of the inferno on the island seemingly collapsing into the ocean.

Sanïssia was alright. My wounds were superficial.

Without a word, we left that place behind, beginning to sail away westward.

As the minutes passed, that spot of smoke got farther and farther away. Like a bad memory I guess.

I turned my back on it and headed toward the bird’s head.

Night was already on its way, twilight and stars setting ablaze our horizon destination.

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We saw a flash. And even Sanïssia raised her head to look behind.

A dome of fire blinded me and I covered my eyes with my arm.

Then came the shockwave of burning gaz and dusts making me fall. Then the deafening sound that turned me deaf instantly.

When I could see again, and stand up dizzily, there was a pillar of smoke covering the horizon against twilight.

A wall over the ocean.

At first I thought it was the nuclear reactor we never managed to switch back on that blew up.

But then I saw the pink light appearing behind the curtain of dusts.

It appeared. Chasing the dark clouds of smokes and the flows of sea water alike.

A great light like a strong projector with a magenta lens over it, blinding us and becoming gradually stronger as it now headed toward us.

Sanïssia raised her speed greatly, up to a point where her belly barely rifted over the water. She was rightfully terrified.

I held on, looking with fear at that bright doom heading straight at us over the sea.

The water vaporised in clouds on its path.

Everything left of god, just for us...

I managed to reload my pistols. I think I could see a body in the middle of that light. A tiny dark spot.

I began to walk or mostly crawl my way on the faster moving back of Sanïssia, trying desperately to distance that thing.

Before I could realise it, the temperature was rising in the air, still far away from Magenta.

The ocean’s waters were torn apart even ahead of it, shredded into vapours on its path.

It blasted something in our direction and Sanïssia dove immediately into the water to dodge, but not fast enough for her entire body. The back of her tail got seriously burnt. I barely escaped the same fate.

Under water, Sanïssia lost speed.

The orb of burning light was about to catch us as it slid like calefaction over the vaporised waters.

Even deep underwater, I could see it clear as day.

The water kept being vaporised instantly, in a growing radius.

I was out of breath already in water becoming scalding hot, but we kept diving further. Sanïssia was swimming ever deeper and Magenta now following us in a growing volcano of vapours.

I lost grip, about to drown in the streams.

Magenta’s light got suddenly much bigger as I was slowed down.

But then the soothing darkness of Sanïssia’s mouth caught me.

I never felt so relieved being swallowed.

But doing so, I could feel and hear that she burnt many of her wings against the magenta star.

And we reached the oceanic floor before we would have expected it.

It felt like reaching the ground after a long fall.

Magenta grew its wrath even more, forcing a burning hot circle of cylinder in the ocean.

The ocean was burnt into a pillar of clouds above us.

And below, Sanïssia was now dry fished out of the waters, unable to swim nor fly away, being burnt alive by the light right above her.

Sanïssia was beginning to boil and burn everywhere.

I told her to open her mouth to me.

She didn’t want to. I insisted.

I took a deep breath of what was left of breathable air inside of her, and headed outside.

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The vapours burnt my skin like boiling water instantly. My eyes suffered the same, but I had the time to aim at the sun. My first bullets were deviated and catching fire, turning into shooting stars around that small star to get lost in the boiling walls of water behind.

But that sun was weakening like us.

The more I shot, the less the bullets deviated. My skin was bubbling and so did one of my eyes.

I couldn’t breathe but my lungs felt on fire anyway.

My bullets hit the central shape. That shit’s last chance of vengeance or survival. The last bullets hit it.

Sanïssia managed to pull her tongue out to catch me, and pulled me back in.

I couldn’t really see it, but the magenta star collapsed. All fuel burnt, it was the end.

The oceanic wall right fell instantly over it, and us. Violent flows rocked us around, shaking us around and crushing us everywhere.

~

When Sanïssia finally reopened her mouth, some sea water came in.

She was floating, but too weak to move, burnt all over.

Every movement was a torture, but I still headed outside.

I couldn’t drop my weapons as my skin had melted and burnt on them.

One of my eyes still was able to see blurry shapes and colours through nails of pain stabbing my brain through.

Every breath I took brought dry blood into my mouth. I was bleeding all over.

But I still moved.

I lost my shoes somewhere.

My bare feet walked on Sanïssia’s burnt kin, now attacked by the sea water, still warm.

I still reloaded my two handguns, very slowly though. One sticky knee on the fleshy and bleeding ground. I could only hear my ragged breathing noises.

But all I could see in all that blur of pain, was the shape ahead.

A dark silhouette.

Wings reduced to dark filaments.

The silhouette of a daiûa.

One with a pink glow however. The one...

It barely moved. It was trying to hold onto one of its white swords. It kept falling through.

Its hands couldn’t grab it any longer.

It was vanishing, slowly being washed into dust by the wind, and into smaller bits exploding in other smells and colours.

It fell to its knees, and collapsed into these tiny blossoming flowers that the wind washed away rapidly.

The last of these, I caught between my hand and the weapon stuck to it. My skinned fingers brushed the small thing.

Small. Pale pink flowers.

I couldn’t grin, for many reasons, but I wanted to smile.

I collapsed there, passing out.

For fuck sake...

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