♦♦ PAGE TWO ♦♦
The small figure emerges from the bustling wind, a Malcian
half the size of Remia, completely bewildered, freshly
born into this world.
"W-where am I? -- WHO am I?" the Malcian asked
with fear in their eyes, upon realizing they cannot
remember anything, not having any memories
except the ability of speech to exert their confusement.
"My dear, all is well, you are safe here." replied Remia,
"You are in Malcion. You, a living being born from the
earth, your journey begins here, you have the chance
to forge your own path." Her tone stern yet her voice is
calming, easing the inner fear of her firstborn child.
"But I do not know what to do, It is my first time living,
yet I have no memories to help me." replied the Malcian.
"I do not even know my name!"
Remia came closer to the small figure, lays her gentle hand
on the head covered with soft fur and said,
"You shall be called Aiko, and I will teach you everything
there is to know. By the time you are ready, you are
to guide other Malcians, just like you to transverse these
lands."