Chapter 2- Serenual: A New Beginning

// It is the year of 2077 and in Restaria a lot of things have changed there is no longer a Panchayat.
Kids were brought back to Serenual, Restaria was renamed in 2020. Now in the paramount times the adults make their young and developing go to the school of arts. Ever since that night something wasn’t right about the essence in the air.

 Whatever it was it did not affect the adults or the Panchayat, only the kids. As time transpired symptoms would begin to show their tail, the young were passing out, having seizures, vomiting, fevers rising, and some we could not even begin to understand what was happening.

A child that was one of the elders, the elder who was a renown miracle worker had gotten very indisposed. The elder Yakeen Yoku tried everything, but still nothing would work. Days had passed and his son still was unconscious. Weeks had started passing and everyone was thinking the worse except Yakeen. He did not want to give up on his son he wanted to fight. 

Rest assured Yakeen started blaming himself, ironically he is the miracle worker of the village, but he couldn’t stop other kids from bullying him when he needed his miracles. Yakeen could not provide even simple hope, for even his one and only son. Not only but also months started passing and Yuuta his son started becoming more than pale, fragile, reaking of death, and his face skin becoming wrinkled. Eventually it was a year, and Yakeen had to move Yuuta out of the sanatorium. 

It took him weeks but Yakeen was working diligently and hard thus creating a sarcophagus for his son. They put him inside hours later pronounced him dead to the village. 

Everyone was so depressed the bullies, the thieves, the elders, and etc. A week had passed after burying his son the village showed Yakeen more than amenity. He would pray every night to Hushur that was the God everyone looked up to in the village.

 Uniquely that he was of legend that he died an became a god.
During the night a bright star could be seen shining in the sky it was not white it was sapphire. The burial ground was foggy and you could hear rubble being made from graves being stepped on, moved, or destroyed. 

Yakeen ran to the burial grounds with a lot of villagers walking behind him. The gates were ripped apart and the seal on his sons’ burial ground was gone as if no one was marked or sealed there. All of a sudden the sapphire is gone and Yakeen drops to his knees, and the villagers try to comfort him, they manage to get him in the courtyard and then they begin to all talk about what just happened. 

The tears flooding down his face Yakeen walks home and he’s so furious he walks and trips over a stone falling on his stomach nearly hitting his head on the doorstep. He kicks the doorstep and barely making it up the steps crying and mentally exhausted. He begins to close the door as that Sapphire star arises again so bright this time burning the eyes and blinding everyone in the village.

 Except Yakeen, he drunk a special remedy he made in case something were to ever happen like this. The sapphire star rose in the sky far as it could go and its like blue dust was falling from it or crystals maybe a mix of both. Then all of a sudden there it was a loud thundering noise deafening everyone including Yakeen. 

The sapphire star exploded then a dark blue foggy mist started appearing over the burial grounds, as he was about to take there again. A fellow villager stopped him, there it was his son’s sarcophagus rising in the sky like the crystal he elbowed the villager in the chin Yakeen ran, ran, as fast as he could to stop it. Nevertheless he couldn’t and his son’s sarcophagus was turning bright just like the sapphire.

 A glowing bright smoky aura around it Yakeen crying begging Hushur not take his sons’ body. "You can have his soul but leave his body please Hushur!" Yakeen exclaimed. Then out of nowhere Purple flames alight to the sarcophagus thus beginning to disintegrate it.
The villagers couldn’t believe what they were seeing it was unbelievable. Piece by piece the sarcophagus was being eaten alive by the flames. 

Until it was nothing left but ash, and dust also the ash and dust were white. After Yakeen was drug back to the courtyard where they discussed it. He didn’t say a word but just looked at his hand where there was little of that white ash still on the palm of his hand. After a couple of hours of talking the villagers were tired they all went in Yakeen on the other hand stayed up outside in the same spot all night until morning. He finally gathered up the vitality to go back home. 

As he was almost home he saw what looked like to be Gold footprints. He was wary about going inside he took a look around his home, everything else was normal. He walked in looked around checked every room all clear he thought in his mind. Maybe its just me he said to himself. 

He began to lay down in his bed and started closing his eyes. He was almost sleep then he heard something he got up and checked everything looked outside, still nothing new. The same nonsense he kept thinking in his mind what is wrong with me what is going on. Then he looked at his sons’ door knob he felt like someone was watching him through it. 

Trembling with fear he walked closer and closer not knowing what lied behind that door. He opened it slowly and checked thoroughly closet, drawers, washroom, and all. As he was done with the closet he closed the door, and then the power went out.