Designed by: M
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Far across the distance, standing on the arc of the 3rd station reaching the most beautiful place on the land of Mt. Kuila-ay-wey, stood there the seemingly ordinary bug Axie, Uy Scuti. With her usual looks of an ordinary axie girl, she traveled northeast, fleeing the sight of all knights scattered around the place to escape.
Now, not even exiled nor deemed as fugitive. Uy ran away from home because she could not quantify the disappointment she felt towards her brothers.
It is the truth that she hated being around those two people at times, but she will surely miss them. Her older Brother Heyu and Eye Scuti had these different quirks, but she shared the same groove being in the same family.
It is disappointing for her to know that they had to vote "yes" for those women who only believe in chasing their dreams first and being able to click with the Axie they loved the most. For so, she concluded, their land had been invaded with modernity and no longer valued primitive and classical ways of finding your match.
She batt her eyes with the thought and slowly cascade down the road.
After weeks of staying in the peak, she now had the time to roam around again. She's no of a traveler or a merchant, but she has a remarkable grit to have the capacity to pass through those agile eyes of the Eruhi Peak soldiers. Those soldiers she often called witlessly.
Soldiers do have the knowledge and strength to fight through wars. They even bore the elite badge of being the warriors of the Court Society, and their names are known across the kingdom of Lunacia. But then, not every living Axie should be perfect. They all had differences, which sometimes led to ill luck. She supposed the soldiers are overly recognized that makes them penchant than any other warriors of the Court Society.
She shook off the thought and walked again.
She twirled in delight as she reached past the city market. Like every other station, they had a fruitful marketplace, which then defined the sole root of their lifeline, the food that makes them survive.
Whether their hierarchy in Caste System in their lands, the bug family shares the same preference of foods, but some legend scrolls speak about the bugs that don't eat or the bug that sucks human flesh. Some reasons why humans do not exist in the kingdom for millenniums. Now, since they had been linked to the novelty of the age of technology- legends may no longer be legends. These legends had been stuck deeper into the dungeon she knew as the burrows. Or maybe if they exist, the dungeons of hell, or perhaps it only exists in an augmented world.
A big kiosk, or stall, something she doesn't know what to stand tall and very attractive in her eyes lay the middle of the marketplace.
"Bug-get," She told herself.
She slowly articulates those words into her tongue and pronounces them as if she found another word to pin on her most-used vocabulary.
She cheered. She loves frenzy ideas and the idea of the type of food a bug like her can get on that kiosk-oh! It makes her excited. There were few Axies inside when she came in. She heard a bunch of half-caste bugs sits together. She pouted and darted her eyes away from them. Half-caste, are like her. Not as those who belonged in the Court Society and were treated as Count, Duchess, Prince, and Princess but as normal Axies. She wished she had a youth like them- exciting, happy, free; above all, they all had friends to call and sit together. She pinched her arm and chanted,
"it is all good. Not everyone can get everyone they wanted."
She rolled her eyes at the thought. She neared the desk, which she overheard the call counter. She pinged it to her mind, "noted."
How came these Axies had a different way of life than those in the Court Society? It's happier and feels like something different here. No other Axies come at your disposal and act as your servant; you will be the one to approach them and tell them what you want.
Additionally, no other obnoxious Axies will look at you as if you do not belong in society. No wonder stations below the Court Society had a high happiness ratio.
"Ugh, I wanted the Four Season Nectar Juice, that Caesar sandwich, and---"
She trailed off when she couldn't pronounce more of those written in paper up to the counter that the half-caste Axies call.
"I want the vegan platter, that's all."
She pointed that something was easier to label.
She headed to a high chair; they called something she heard but failed to recall. She stayed in the chair. Waited, with the ladybug beetle that perched upon her tiny hands. It is placed a little while after her order has been made. The lady on the counter called a cashier instructed her that it would speak into her after her orders were ready for her to pick up.
She took out her journal and started recording the newfound words she came across to.
| Buoki Peak Terminology | Meaning |
|---|---|
| Café | This is the kiosk-like place that she entered |
The prominent signage on the counter speaks the history of it being built and founded. And how it should be called. Grateful enough that Uy didn't goof in the academy, she knew how to read well.
| Buoki Peak Terminology | Meaning |
|---|---|
| Cashier | The marketplace bourgeois that takes up the orders of the Axies pile up in front of the counter |
| Counter | A small space where you can communicate with the bourgeois and make your order |
The ladybug beetle squeaks, and she excitedly makes her way back at the counter, closing and putting her journal in her small backpack.
Taking the food and appreciating her newfound environment, she said to herself.
"There are a lot more thrilling sights and experiences waiting for her in the outside world."
She guessed she'd be able to learn more than what had been written in the theories taught by her mighty instructors.
It could have been happier if her brothers snuck out with her, but those two still engaged with the thought that they are recognized as Princes and that they could draw more attention from girls.
For now, they should let her explore more and find the happiness inadequate for her to feel being into the Court Society. They should be proud of her; she is courageous enough to make her own path, not led by others.
She will do good and safe, as she wished. They should believe in her. In due time, she will return. Stronger than no stinginess can penetrate the warmth of leadership she wanted to communicate.
| Edited | Words | Avatar | Layout |
|---|---|---|---|
| Dani | Zari | M | Isla |
To be continued...