The Destiny Islands isn’t exactly what you’d call a normal world, if there is such a thing as a normal world, anyway. What I mean to say is that the DI isn’t…natural, so to speak. There are two kinds of natural worlds. The first would be something like Atlantis. It was separated completely from outside sources and became what it is just by it’s own devices. Then there are the worlds like Hawaii. That’s what we call a “Port World”. A port world is a world that used to be like Atlantis, but then just ended up getting adopted into the movement, whether by accident or having been a recovered dead world. Sometimes we just happen upon a world where refugees from other worlds ended up on their own. Sometimes, after we save a world from the fakes, we’ll use that as a Port, as well. Ports are basically just worlds where we can stock up on supplies and repairs if needed.
However, then there is Destiny Island, also known through out our ranks simply as “The DI”. That’s where we take people we rescue sometimes. Most of the time, the people we rescue are helpless. They can’t fight. They don’t know magic. It just never came up in their cultures. For people like that, we take them to a port world where they can be taken care of until they can get on with their lives. But when we find a world where fighting and magic is the norm, and the people are willing, we take them to the DI. To put it quite simply, it’s a big ol’ training ground for future resistance fighters. Though, I will say, I’m surprised they didn’t tell you kids all this stuff from the beginning. No wonder you’re so shocked.
Really, though. Did you think it was normal for teenagers to be taught how to use healing or elemental magics? I mean, many of you guys probably carried a weapon around with you everywhere. Didn’t you ever wonder why? It’s not like you were ever really in any danger while on the Destiny Islands. Your parents probably saw to that. I just…can’t believe it’s gone. Just like that, a whole entire world vanished. If I could, I’d take you guys home. Maybe we could have restored The DI. I don’t understand it, but it looks like the entire place literally just vanished. There’s not even a dead world. Just…nothing.
Well, with or without the DI, you guys were meant for big things.
---Gippal
Memories are a difficult thing to understand. Images and colors flash before ones eyes, but the meaning for it all is lost. Some how, all the joy from those days has left. The happiness was there, wasn’t it? Why can’t I remember it? Maybe I can’t remember because it was all a lie. If things were so perfect and wonderful back then, I should be able to see more than just empty ghosts-the false joy I thought that I’d felt. I hate thinking about it. It only makes me feel worse. I’ll break these chains and I and everyone else are bound by. I’ll break the memories.
He told me of a place. It doesn’t exist yet, but it’s what we want. He calls it Eden, you know. It’s kind of ironic, but it fits. A place where everyone is happy; obvious but happy. How can anyone be sad if they couldn’t remember ever being hurt? Eden…it’ll come at a price…my humanity, and maybe your lives. I don’t want to hurt anyone, but I will if I have to.
Why won’t you let me stop your suffering? Your struggling? You aren’t making heroes of yourselves. I’ll only have to hurt you in the end and you’ll have cried for nothing. Eden will be realized. I’ll make sure of it.
There will be no more memories.
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