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“And done! You can cool down the skies from the height, Yukimura. And Hakuryuu, I need you to create a gust of wind, please?” One of their companions, a man in a loose, cream clothing embedded with a gold metallic brooch that resembles the sun in its motif, like the pattern etched in his right arm. In his head lies a crown akin to the rays of light that seems to glow whenever the sunlight makes contact with it.

“This is gonna work, is it, Taiyou?” The man in white had asked, now questioning if this ridiculous little idea could actually help this drought land to gain back its life. His eyes were hollow in blue and the faint twinkling sound of his headpiece which was made of ice, added to the enigma he brings. Not only he seemed to dislike the heat, his clothing made with the softest fur and thick coat may be a factor to the way he feels about such temperature.

“First time I see you doubt Taiyou’s idea, Yukimura.” Finally, the man who seemed to be riding the dragon had jumped down from the high altitude, creating a magnitude in the grounds and landed just right beside Yukimura, perfectly balancing himself. He had a simple traditional inspired outfit and the sleeves were hanging on his waist that reveals the magnificent scales on his arms. On the back lies a strong dragon tail that helped him land on his feet earlier, and on top of his head emerges a pair of horns embezzled with rings like what he wore on his ankles and wrists.

“This is the most bizarre idea he’s ever thought. I highly doubt it’s going to work.” Even with hesitation, Yukimura complied to Taiyou’s request. A cold breath visible from his lips as he flicked his coat behind him. Cold and icy patterns appeared in his face glowing blue, his icicle headpiece doing the same. “Come forth the blizzard!” He called out, then soon a strong, temperature-dropping weather followed. Falling snow had taken place, stronger than what people can bear but it’s necessary for the drought lands.

Hakuryuu, who was pacing in place, called out to his dragon. “Wyvern! Bring the hurricane.” And with his command, the dragon flapped its huge wings, creating a strong wind current that made the snowstorm fierce and widespread across the drought lands. While his two friends are busy with their duties, Taiyou reached out to the sun with both of his hands, the mark on his arm started to glow bright and the sun seemed to get pushed back as it slowly becomes smaller than it usually is. He, who managed to distance the sun from the drought lands, was delighted by the progress.

“Keep it up! Just a little more!” And when he had finally located where the sun should be, Taiyou had gone to even out the cooling temperature Yukimura did with the help of Hakuryuu’s strong breeze. The sun shone much better and less hotter, the snow that piled up started to melt slowly into water that seeped into the cracks of the ground. The wind helps to level the sudden temperature changes too.

“Now that’s done, what now?” Yukimura sighed, a visible cool breath slipping from his lips while those blue hollow eyes stared at Taiyou. Hakuryuu, on the other hand, was staring from the high platform they’re standing on. Such a nice place to sightsee—if only it wasn’t the view of drought and lifeless lands that spread far and wide. “I guess we wait?” He chirped in, watching the sun deity fish for something in his pockets.

“Now! We throw these seeds in the lands so it can thrive again.” Proud with his suggestion, Hakuryuu wanted to ask where in the world did he manage to acquire that amount of seeds til he saw what the orange haired took out, a special pouch called ‘Dupli pouch’ which multiplies everything you put inside it.

‘From Fei, huh?’ He thought before letting a small lived chuckle turned smug in his lips. “I don’t suppose you’d want a ride?” Taiyou nodded, dragging the poor Yukimura who just had been leaning on the rock. “Yeah! Let’s go Yuki!”

Once Hakuryuu summoned Wyvern, he hopped on followed by the two. There they sat on the dragon’s back while Taiyou empties (which cannot be emptied) the pouch as they fly over the watered lands, thanks to the melting snow.

“… I must say, it’s been a while since we did something big like this.” Yukimura was staring right down at the less drought flatlands. The way this act somehow brought a familiar feeling in his heart was confusing, for his memories were a blur in his mind.

“We’ve come a long way, that’s for sure.” The dragon boy added, sensing how the mood had gotten mellow and sentimental at the moment. “Never would’ve thought that I’d be able to grow much stronger with you both.”

That was unlike Hakuryuu to be frank with his gratefulness, Taiyou thought with a smile. Somehow, he’s contented with the way things are right now. The three of them had gone through journeys worthy of being recorded in books, to be told across time and generations to come.

“Yeah, I’m glad that you decided to join me in this journey—our journey.” The sun deity’s smile was as bright as the sun, blinding and warm. Hakuryuu closed his eyes in agreement as Yukimura let out a small ‘hm’ in response.

Three deities with contrasting backgrounds, three stories, three lives, but all with one goal: ascend to godhood. However more than that, these gods in training desires the knowledge of their existence and duties more than the title. What lies ahead may be a mystery, but with their resilience and willpower to pierce through the world’s truth, Taiyou, Yukimura, and Hakuryuu will surely succeed.

As Wyvern fly over a familiar forest, a cloud of smoke was noted by Yukimura who quickly alerted the other two deities. “Look over there, an explosion…” As if understanding what to do, Hakuryuu steered their direction towards the forest where the scene of the incident is.

“What happened there I wonder. The forest has a system that keeps the common folks out of there, so it must be a non-human.” Taiyou pointed out as they all hopped off of Wyvern’s back before it sunk to the ground like water, as it usually does.

What was once rows of green and sturdy trees were but a stump now, the dust had faded and there was a figure amidst the catastrophe. Violet hair with two bangs falling just above his shoulders, dark teal eyes. On his hand is an axe made out of pure silver, etched with the motifs of the Earth. An Ischyros—weapons bestowed to the deities after their ascension to godhood.

Surrounding him was the corpse of unidentified beasts with black, tar-like appearance that slowly crumbles back into the ground. It let out a dying groan as it dissipates into the air. They have never seen such vile looking creatures before, especially within the lands of Sanctuarium—the forest.

“Let’s get out of here, I will explain everything as we go.” The violet haired man seemed to be in a rush, pulling up his cloak once more as he puts away his Ischyros. Taiyou was about to step in and follow when a hand stopped him. It was Hakuryuu’s. Those dragon gaze sees something thw two cannot, raising his guard and following with caution. “I’ll follow him first.”

The man in gray cloak looked back swiftly before merging back into the forest, followed by Hakuryuu’s skilled jumps through the branches. Taiyou and Yukimura followed after them with Yukimura ice gliding his way and Taiyou levitating from the ground.

“He’s fast, I don’t think we can catch up..” Yukimura muttered, adding a note on how suspicious he had been since the encounter. “And what were those creatures? They’re so black.. and reeks of despair.”

Just as when they saw the light at the end of the path, another explosion went off sending Taiyou and Yukimura flying due to impact and inevitably getting separated from Hakuryuu and the mysterious god.