A loud thunderstorm followed with a lightning is hinting that a huge rain will come tonight. But, just like any other nights that passed of this rainy season, Elena didn't bother to worry. She feel safe when it's pouring rain outside. She feel comfortable because of the rain.
She get comfy and drink a glass of red wine, took a quick bath and then read some medical research available online that sparks her interest as part of her night time routine. It was pass nine in the evening when she decided to be on her bed and try to get some sleep after a long tiring day in the hospital.
Viranna..
Viranna is your home, Esther.
The voice echoed in her mind as soon as she closed her eyes. It reminds her of Miguel's blue eyes looking intently to her while saying those words.
"Viranna." She whispered.
Why did it sound so familiar?
Is Viranna my home?
She got up on her bed and quickly searched for the word "Viranna" but just like yesterday, she found nothing close to what Miguel is saying of what Viranna is. There is no such place called Viranna nor any information about that word except from the one weird looking site that has disturbing contents about war, death, s*******r and future predictions. Viranna only appeared once in the said site and according to it, Viranna is a place of war and is currently in peril. There were pictures and "proof" in the site that looks like edited photos that been under gone to a good editing software as it looks oddly realistic.
The said great war of Viranna was linked to a multiple catastrophic event and war that occur in earth. It is noted that the war broke some time before the WW1 happen and even if there is peace now in the land of earth, the war in Viranna continues and so it continue to impact the life of mankind.
"Hmm..Seems like Viranna is a fiction after all." She said as she close the site and silently scold herself from being so curious.
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Miguel is lying on the couch of the small apartment in the middle of city lights somewhere in Taguig City. In where he used to live, this city is called Trimor as honor of his cousin Archer General Trimor . His heart twitched and ached a little when he recalls the last time he saw the face of his cousin. The young archer died in his arm full of blood as the sound of siren alarms as a sign of death from prominent member of council. He shut his eyes close to stop himself from reminiscing. This memory is from millennia ago but still pierces his heart and soul each time he remembers.
"Trimor, my cousin. I'm so sorry.." There were tears in his eyes as he say those words.
The cycle of memory lane pouring to him made him stay awake tonight. Little by little he remember memories from his past and the history of Viranna unveils. What puzzled him is to why he is on earth? Is this a mission for him? or a great punishment?
The last memory that he can recall was when he is in the middle of war. He was leading the peace organization bearing Viranna's flag as his Father's request. He cannot recall if he receive other mission other than defending the flag of their home so he is almost convinced that he is here on earth to serve his punishment like the others.
What did I do wrong to deserve this? or What is my mission?
He ponder these question as he stand in front of the glass window where he can see his own reflection staring back at him. He glance to his own image and touched the scar in his face that is only visible through his own eyes. Scars like this can only be seen through the eyes of the sinner who can acknowledge that he have sinned. He was about to go back to lay in the couch when he notice the thick storm cloud ahead of him.
A frown was formed in his face when he recognize the phenomenon that is in front of him.
"Why are you here Reli and Aeud?" He whisper.
The loud thunder roars and the bright lightnings creeps in as Reli and Aeud sway and dance in circular motion forming a much bigger storm clouds.
To be continued...