After the meeting ended, a figure clad in white, the Holy Lord, stood atop a grand balcony. His gaze was fixed on a distant, towering golden statue, shimmering under the light.
Outside, the balcony overlooked an expanse of endless clouds drifting by, creating a serene yet somber atmosphere. The cool breeze fluttered the curtains behind him, adding to the air of contemplation.
"Ancestor, how can we pass this calamity?" he muttered, his eyes never leaving the imposing statue.
The statue represented their revered ancestor, the founder of the Serene Sky Holy Land. This ancestor, once a general under the human emperor, had led a crusade against the dark beings and their creator, the Mother Witch. The Serene Sky Holy land was established in the hopes of maintaining the balance of the world.
As the history of this holy land was passed down, so too were the commandments of their ancestor: to protect the human world and prevent the re-emergence of dark beings. This sacred responsibility had been inherited by each generation of Holy Lords, and now it rested on his shoulders.
He sighed deeply, the weight of his duty pressing heavily on him.
"We still have that thing," he murmured to himself. "I'll use it if it's the last resort."
Thinking about different matters, the Holy Lord's gaze softened slightly.
"But it shouldn't reach that point," he muttered, reassuring himself. "As long as Zarak finds that little girl, the situation should be under control."
"Why do I feel like I forgot something?" the Holy Lord mused aloud, sensing something amiss. He looked to the attendant, seeking a response.
"Well, if the Holy Lord forgot something, then it must not be important," the attendant replied.
"That's right," the Holy Lord shrugged off the thought. How could he, a holy lord, forget something important?
...
On the endless grassy plains, a purple-haired figure stood, his gaze scanning the horizon.
"Which way is the human empire?" he muttered to himself. "I forgot to ask the Holy Lord for a map."
Feeling determined not to turn back after coming this far, he looked up at the sky where flocks of birds were flying overhead.
"Maybe if I follow them, I'll come across human settlements where I can ask for directions," he reasoned aloud, setting off in the direction the birds seemed to be heading.
[A/N: Changed his hair color, cuz he resembled someone very closely]