Every year, the pine tree standing in the sacred park of Tokyo brings many visitors to this specific part of the city. The fortune it carries attracts those who appreciate such grace and the blessings bestowed upon those worthy of it.
Sitting on the branch comfortably, Douma leaned against the tree trunk and gazed upon the horizon reflecting a gorgeous orange.
The sky's shade of color reminded Douma of a distant memory. One that often spoke to him whenever he found himself in a conflicting situation which involved those he cared about the most. During the time of this event, he never looked back and questioned his decisions. He was certain that the paths he took were the right choice.
The horizon reminds of something... Reaching out to the sun in the distance, Douma gazed at the sky, embracing the memories and images of that event.
As his hand overlapped the orange glow from the sun, the sleeve of his kimono faded into the same red but with a different appearance; Douma recognized the golden markings on his sleeve, reflecting the ray of light ascending on its surface.
At the same time, a sudden force radiated from the spot on the branch, creating a pulverizing breeze and shattering the windows of buildings nearby.
Douma widened his eyes in panic, instinctively, the sleeve of his kimono returned to its former appearance at that moment.
A loud scream erupted from one of the stores nearby, with a horrified expression the lady who was walking out of the store stared at the shattered windows in disbelief. Her manager caught up with her, looking just as unsettled.
The angel inspected his arm warily. I still haven't mastered the ability to conceal my true powers. He felt a tinge of remorse by the fact that he never tried to pursue this control of uncertain power when he had the chance.
"Oh no my glasses!" Someone at the benches shrieked, the man frowned when he saw the shattered lenses.
Douma sat back, reliving the memories in his head while gazing upon the horizon.
That grim and quiet forest he was running through, with the rays from the orange glow lighting up his path. Whenever Douma approached a shrub or tall grass, the crickets fell silent, watching the visitor leave their field of vision before they started chirping again.
His sensei's words rang in his head, this training was a package of new techniques and ideas.
Your alone for this mission. Be watchful of your surroundings, there's a key objective that both you and your opponents have. I'm certain that everything I've taught you will make you the successor that I've always envisioned you to be.
Douma blinked when those words replayed in his mind several times. Angel Cyrus had high hopes for him. He truly wanted the blonde to become the warrior that he saw in him. One who stands for justice and harmony. Those iridescent orbs of his were a symbol of the values that he withholds, his actions alone spoke of the morales that he was determined to spread upon the other portion of the cosmos.
He was going to make that a reality for those who were searching for it endlessly, starting here.
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The ocean was an empty deep blue. About a few miles away stood a giant towering wave approaching mainland.
"It's here!" The man standing beside Douma shrieked.
Piqu Lasalus, a resident of the Anemora Heights just finished his trip to the mines when he stumbled upon Douma at the grasslands and told him everything about the devastating wave that came to wipe out their village when the angel inquired about it.
The angel already knew about it from the information given by Angel Cyrus, however, his sensei kept a lot of details from him since this mission was one that he had to solve on his own.
A flying squirrel with the colors and patterns of a toucan glided towards Douma and hovered beside him, watching the tsunami nearing the cliff.
"We need to do something fast!" Seeker bit his claws anxiously, fearing if he could even escape the wrath of this giant wave if it ever reached mainland at that speed.
"Even the ocean has its own limits." Douma said firmly, narrowing his eyes at the approaching tsunami. "Rest assured. This giant wave isn't going anywhere."
Both Lasalus and Seeker watched the blonde spread his enigmatic wings and bolt towards the tsunami without any hesitation. They admired his dedication to helping this island, Lasalus was curious about Douma's powers while Seeker wished he could fly just as fast as the angel.
Watching Douma flying in the sky reminded Lasalus and Seeker of the space time intervals that occurred every few seasons. It was rare to see a rim forming in the sky during a sudden correlation between space and time. The fact that Douma possessed such energy was astounding, Lasalus and Seeker never thought they'd meet someone with intriguing power.
Douma summoned a golden crystal above the water. The radiating waves emitted by the crystal turned the ocean a bright gold, slowing down the tsunami at the same time. Particles from the golden glow created a calm sensation that seemed to have worked on the tsunami.
Rotating his arm a few times, Douma took a deep breath and flew closer to the tsunami. He had to get used to this grey and thicker kimono for the time being, patience and adaptability were a part of this training and he had to prove his willingness to learn and grow with these experiences.
Raising his index finger, Douma summoned several kaleidoscopic pules that surrounded the wave, it started glowing a bright sky blue when the pules latched onto it.
A teardrop appeared in the middle of giant wave, glowing just like the wall of water encasing it. Douma moved the kaleidoscopic orb that had formed above his finger towards the giant wave. When the orb penetrated the wall of water, the giant wave collapsed into the ocean leaving the teardrop floating in the air.
Douma moved the teardrop towards him and used the same iridescent pulses to purify it from the despair it's been holding to itself from years.
From the cliff, Lasalus and Seeker watched the teardrop turn into splashes of water that took on the shape of various fishes. They gasped when they saw the fishes diving into the golden water that returned to normal with additional shimmers on its surface. A sign of the gratitude the ocean had for the angel who freed it from the imprisonment within itself.
Douma flew back to the cliff and landed on the ground stealthily. He was met with cheers from Lasalus and Seeker who couldn't believe what they just saw.
"You saved us all. The Anemora Heights is finally free, we should rejoice!" Lasalus exclaimed, tears rolled down his eyes. The giant wave dawned fear over the village for days.
"And so is the ocean. Everyone on this island can finally see the light of day again." Douma added, looking at the sihilouttes of the different species of marine creatures swimming about in the ocean they can finally call home after those days of stillness and uncertainty.
Seeker flew around, hopping in the air with his wings spread out. "Now I don't need to worry about the giant wave coming back."
"It's a part of the ocean now, it always has been." Douma replied with a sense of relief that the mission has been going smoothly so far.