Scene 6 "Rain on the longest night".

While the sun was setting in the old sea horizon, the attack against the greatest heroine began, warrior after warrior with incredible techniques attacked without stopping, they believed that the system would reward them with the title of hero if they managed to defeat ROSA, one after another fell under their swords, when suddenly, without warning, the supernatural strength she had since she was a child, her unstoppable energy, those gifts she was given that helped her to always come out victorious, even in the most complicated situations, disappeared, in an instant, all her power vanished, or maybe it moved, maybe her hero's gifts went to someone else, losing the special protection she possessed.

Immediately like a crushing rock, the fatigue caused by the march of death that had made her cross almost all of Insectopia in a few days, embraced her suddenly, her body weighed immensely, her agile movements were hindered by the weakness of her current body, the circumstances were not favorable.

Fierce thrusts of the best sword warriors of all Insectopia, she only survived thanks to her refined technique, the perfect way of moving every cell of her body, the discipline and the correct sword technique turned her weak attacks into something decent enough to face the thousands of warriors, however, she knew it, she knew that it was only a matter of time to begin to fail, little by little small scratches managed to make wounds in her body.

Soon, the reinforcements had arrived, the whole force of the great mantis army was against her, she was completely surrounded and where before there were scratches now there were big wounds, little by little, her body began to be cut deeper and deeper, a single carelessness would mean to be dismembered in seconds.

Meanwhile I, thirty thousand kilometers away, could see the fear in his eyes, but it wasn't fear of dying, it was a terror of not being able to fulfill his dreams, his most important dream, his most important dream, his most important dream.

Her true dream was to have a happy family, to make her people smile with her bread, to take care of her flowers in the morning, to see the sunsets in peace and to go out to the lake in the hot days, she could see her illusions breaking along with her dwindling strength, just when several cuts led her to fall kneeling on the ground, full of blood and tears, she looked at me, she turned her gaze right to where my palantir showed me her sad image, but even through the remote vision she looked straight at me, because she knew I was there, she knew I was always watching, that I was always beside her.

-I know you are here, forgive me for not being able to continue fighting, for not being able to continue feeding on experiences, please, you must understand that this is the life of mortals, we are only able to transcend in time, through others....

Look at me, I always knew you were the Demon Lord I had to defeat, but I fell in love with my enemy, I failed as a heroine, but I am happy, I wouldn't change a single moment we spent together, in our own way, in our strange way of love, you have given me so much during these years, and yet now I have to ask you for something more.

Please, my sweet and faraway love, no matter what, save him, at least him....

-I couldn't believe it, his hero powers were gone, how was it possible that he was talking to me, how was it possible that he was even aware of my presence, it was clear that the connection we had developed was beyond my knowledge, there was no time to think about it or try to explain it, it was time to assert my title.

I went immediately to the top of my castle, on the other side of this great flat world, and even thousands of miles away I dedicated myself with all my strength to perform the maximum distance spell I knew, I would sacrifice all my power in the hope of saving them in time.

Suddenly, on the Isle of Swords, the sky turned completely black, a cloud of dense darkness covered everything, and it was then that the drops began to fall,

first as a light rain, and soon as a wild all-encompassing storm, as was my love for ROSA, quickly everything alive on the Isle of Swords realized that the drops were not water, they had transmuted their chemistry into a lethal acid, and now, everything they touched was pierced, the screams of the thousands of warriors were heard throughout the country, the thousands of mantises fell to the ground with no other destiny than to die melted into strange masses of flesh, blood, armor and broken swords.

Some hundreds of soldiers and badly wounded citizens, managed to escape to take refuge in the buildings, but the storm was only increasing, and now, fierce rivers of acid were pouring down the cobblestone streets, melting the entire landscape in its path, soon the thick columns of the glorious and ancient buildings gave way, the roofs crushed those who were inside, warriors, women, children, It did not matter, the rain has no favorites, it embraces everything equally, it was no longer that glorious landscape, the whole island had changed, the storm would last all night, once summoned it could no longer stop, the island would no longer be known as the island of swords, now by the action of the acid storm, it would have to change its name, and so at dawn, what was once a great country, had become ruins.

My first true genocide, and I didn't enjoy it in the least, I knew that she would also suffer the consequences, just like me, just like everyone else, on this night that for Rosa would last 200 days.