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"Hey, Vivere, I've been wanting to ask you something."
There lies a small village isolated from nearby kingdoms by tall forests and steep mountains. This village was named Liberia. A small population resided in Liberia, working hard to do their everyday chore and need. It was an isolated area, but the villagers were happy. Away from the constant voices of the public and unworried of war breaking in, Liberia was overall peaceful.
Two young boys lived in Liberia, both twelve at the time.
They were opposites in personalities and interests, but even then did they became the closest of friends.
"Hm?" Turning back to his red-haired friend, Vivere eyed him momentarily with jaded green eyes. "What is it?"
The two childhood friends lied inside of a small library, dust choking the air with the smell of the melting wax from the candlelight mixing in to the atmosphere. Books were scattered about the area, surrounding the wooden ground from left to right. A few were neatly stacked on the shelves near the corners, categorized by genre. In the middle of the messy room were a few tables and chairs available for those who wanted to relax and indulge themselves in a short novel.
Vivere was seated in a chair, a picture book in hands. He was fully concentrated on the words in his book, but he kept a close eye on his friend Revol who yawned tiredly. He had azure hair that reached down to his chin, two small strands of hair hanging from his forehead asymmetrical from one another, reaching just above his eyebrows. Though his hair was neatly combed, a few strands stuck out in place. Vivere wore a blue scarf over a white jacket with golden designs near the ends of his sleeves, white pants and flats on the bottom.
"Well," Revol started, his pale yellow eyes directing itself to the ground. "Remember what the chief told us about Zunanlio?"
Revol was lying flat on his ground on the ground, unaware of the dust that has built up around the place. He had spiky red hair with bangs that reached up to his eyes, his bangs symmetrical to how they were lined up. He was wearing a black and red jacket over a white shirt with black pants at the bottom, however bare-footed. His pair of flats rested next to his face, inches away from his strands of hair.
Vivere perked up on the redhead's question, his entire focus switching from the book to Revol's question. "You mean the second world?"
"What else?" Revol frowned, speaking in an arrogant tone of voice. "It's not like I'm gonna be talking about his personal life or something like that."
The blue-haired boy smiled, chuckling. "I guess not. I shouldn't be surprised that you're talking about Zunanlio anyways, am I wrong?"
Clicking his tongue, Revol rolled his eyes. "Whatever. You wouldn't understand why I even wanna visit that world anyways."
"Oh believe me, Revol, I do have a hunch."
"Is that so?" Revol smirked, bringing himself up to his feet. His body turning straight to Vivere, the redhead faced him with a smug expression. "You're sounding quite confident of yourself."
Vivere shrugged. "You think?"
Revol nodded, resulting in his childhood friend rolling his eyes in a playful fashion. "Okay then," Vivere muttered, closing his book. "If I had to guess, then it would be because of your undying thirst to travel not only this world, but Zunanlio as well. Not only that, but you're interested in their strange machinery and weaponry."
"Well, you're not wrong." The redhead sighed, scratching his head. "I mean, I haven't ever seen anything that's not powered by magic. How about you?"
"No, nothing. The chief even said that himself."
A small smile forming on Revol's face, he couldn't help but cross his arms in response to Vivere's knowing attitude. "Heh. It's the number one reason why I wanna visit Zunanlio! I can't believe you're not curious about how that world works."
"Technically my parents told me that our generation will advance into Zunanlio's generation soon enough. The chief said that the elites from Nora and Oniran are working on accomplishing this "non-magic" machinery as we speak," Vivere replied, indifferent.
Revol rolled his eyes, staring at his friend in an irritated fashion. "Can't you at least sound excited about it, jerk?" He murmured under his breath, puckering his lips to form a pouty expression.
"Of course." Vivere laughed inwardly to himself as he eyed Revol, wondering about the reason behind his pouty expression. He stood up from his seat, placed his book down on his seat, and walked over to pet his friend's head. Revol clicked his tongue, glaring at Vivere's playful gesture before slapping his hand away. The bluehead smiled, raising an eyebrow as he observed the redhead crossing his arms. "I suppose you won't forgive me for acting indifferent about Zunanlio."
"Who said I was mad?" Revol said, closing one eye while tilting his head to the side. "I'm not a baby you know. You did tell me that you preferred the countryside, remember?"
Vivere nodded. "And you told me that you wanted to travel Orana and now you added Zunanlio to the list."
"We've been living here since we were babies, and we haven't even been outside of this darn village. You can't expect me to feel the same way as you do, idiot."
The young boy heaved a breath. "When you say idiot it makes me feel like you're actually mad at me."
Revol frowned. "I'm not. I started this conversation because I was bored in the first place." He groaned, then averting his gaze to the floor. "Why are we in here in the first place?"
"I wanted to read this book for a while now," Vivere reminded the redhead, directing his gaze to the book that lied on the chair he was sitting on beforehand. "It's really interesting in my opinion."
Nose wrinkling in disdain, the redhead turned to Vivere. "Really? What's the story about anyways?"
"Well, it's about these two kids who were separated after chasing a cat through town. One met a small fairy along the way and helped save her kingdom. The other kid found the cat, but the cat turned out to be the evil witch who wanted to rule over the fairy's kingdom."
"Sounds pretty boring if you ask me."
Vivere shrugged. "That's not even the best part. Apparently the witch turned the kid over to her side, making him participate in her plan to rule the kingdom. The other kid soon realized that his friend was evil and was left to kill both him and the witch. It's a sad story, isn't it?"
Revol raised an eyebrow as he processed the bluehead's words, grasping the plot of the picture book. His mind was hanging on one thing, however. "Is that really a picture book?"
The young boy shrugged, his lips curving into a gigantic smile. "Hey, even a picture book can have its glory."
Vivere and Revol were the closest of friends, yet they were opposites when it comes to personalities and interests. One wanted to explore his own world and the second world named Zunanlio while the other wanted peace in his own hometown. Despite these clashing differences, the two of them respected one another. They couldn't believe in a world without the other standing in their way, whether as a friend or rival.
However, their lives will soon change as red painted the scenery.
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