The continent Mu was quiet due to no life or civilization, but that doesn’t stop this person from what he is doing. He wore a light purple uniform with four yellow buttons on the front of the uniform and black belt with the yellow buckler in it; the uniform pants got the same color. He also wore long black combat boots that reach up to the mid knee. Long scarf around his neck, dragging the wind; the scarf color was different; one side is yellow, the other side is red and when the two color met in the middle; it turns orange.
His entire face except for the mouth part is covered by a strange helmet with a chin strap that count as a chin guard rested on his chin. The color was mostly white color with few yellow stripe lines in between …show more content…
He scanned the area, muttering to himself that is got to be here. “Still visiting that place again?” low yet noble voice that not belong to him echoes in his mind. “I always do. Only on their birthday, the anniversary and...” “Their death.” “That too.” His own thought and the unknown voice chatted in his head as he kept on walking and searching on this lost landmass of Mu for hours until something caught his attention in his line of sight.
Found it. He bolted to the direction with ease as the ground made a hollow thud from his boots with each pace he made. The objects which he cynosure was in his view appeared to getting closer by the second as he run. Finally he stops at a few meters of objects and easily catch his breath. Ten man made life-size statues of ten different people with the finest detail ever from the their postures, the clothes of the earth and to their expression of their face as if they were alive from the ground they made …show more content…
On the bottom to statues feet lay plaque no, not a plaque, but a tombstones laid flat a few inches from the statue’s feets. To anyone; they are just statues and tombstones, but to him it was different. To him; it was a memorial monument that they gave their lives away.
“Hey, it me. Sorry that I hasn’t the time to visit you. I have gotten so caught up with demons that I forgot to visit you.” Said the person who known as Rebel Soldier as he gently removes the backpack and slowly set it down on the ground. “There are a lot of things that I wanted to talk about. As for me; I’m doing fine.” The steady snapping of the chin strap being unhooked as his hands went from unbuckle the chin strap to placing his hands on his helmet. The hands gently grab hold of the helmet sides and gradually remove from his head, revealing the identity of Rebel Solider.
He was a young Japanese male, probability in mid late teen to early adult and have the face too, natural light ash brown hair delicately landed on mid neck, but the three bangs laid on his forehead; it color was different, it was blue serene sea color with bright white highlight that look like spot of an animal coat. His mid light brown eyes gaze at the sculptures softly with the look of devotion but also a sadness in the
His entire face except for the mouth part is covered by a strange helmet with a chin strap that count as a chin guard rested on his chin. The color was mostly white color with few yellow stripe lines in between …show more content…
He scanned the area, muttering to himself that is got to be here. “Still visiting that place again?” low yet noble voice that not belong to him echoes in his mind. “I always do. Only on their birthday, the anniversary and...” “Their death.” “That too.” His own thought and the unknown voice chatted in his head as he kept on walking and searching on this lost landmass of Mu for hours until something caught his attention in his line of sight.
Found it. He bolted to the direction with ease as the ground made a hollow thud from his boots with each pace he made. The objects which he cynosure was in his view appeared to getting closer by the second as he run. Finally he stops at a few meters of objects and easily catch his breath. Ten man made life-size statues of ten different people with the finest detail ever from the their postures, the clothes of the earth and to their expression of their face as if they were alive from the ground they made …show more content…
On the bottom to statues feet lay plaque no, not a plaque, but a tombstones laid flat a few inches from the statue’s feets. To anyone; they are just statues and tombstones, but to him it was different. To him; it was a memorial monument that they gave their lives away.
“Hey, it me. Sorry that I hasn’t the time to visit you. I have gotten so caught up with demons that I forgot to visit you.” Said the person who known as Rebel Soldier as he gently removes the backpack and slowly set it down on the ground. “There are a lot of things that I wanted to talk about. As for me; I’m doing fine.” The steady snapping of the chin strap being unhooked as his hands went from unbuckle the chin strap to placing his hands on his helmet. The hands gently grab hold of the helmet sides and gradually remove from his head, revealing the identity of Rebel Solider.
He was a young Japanese male, probability in mid late teen to early adult and have the face too, natural light ash brown hair delicately landed on mid neck, but the three bangs laid on his forehead; it color was different, it was blue serene sea color with bright white highlight that look like spot of an animal coat. His mid light brown eyes gaze at the sculptures softly with the look of devotion but also a sadness in the