Polarice had wandered alone on the planet. There were no buildings of any kind.
It was as if the entire planet was nothing but fields with these creatures blending in perfectly with their fur and the flowers sprouting from their bodies.
Polarice wasn’t sure where they were. If they were hiding in the ground, none of them rose from the ground to see him.
It was as if they were all afraid.
Polarice continued to walk, wielding his weapons in each hand.
He suddenly came across the only part of the entire planet that was different.
A massive canyon that looked like it went down forever.
The grass fields were split into two halves with the canyon showing nothing but gray rock that stretched down until it disappeared into a dark fog.
Polarice looked to one side, then the other.
The canyon appeared to go on forever in either direction.
Polarice was still gripping his two blades, one in each hand.
He stared down into the dark void, able to hear the gravely and loud roars.
Polarice looked back on the expansive field behind him.
He knew the creatures were hiding in the ground, their fur camouflaged into the ground, yet he couldn’t tell where they were.
Polarice then turned back, and jumped forward off the cliff.
As Polarice raced through the air, going further and further into the depths of darkness, the aliens camouflage in the grassy fields all jumped up and exposed themselves. They all ran over and stopped at the edges, looking down, hoping that they would be able to see at least something.
The sounds of the graveling roars shot from the void and filled the air, bouncing off of the rocky canyon walls and growing into loud and demonic rumbles and growls.
The aliens were beginning to shake in fear, the grassy fur and flowers wildly shaking around as they continued to watch and listen.
After only a few seconds of screams that grew quieter and less frequent, Polarice’s hand appeared and grabbed hold of the ledge, covered in dust and small rock.
Polarice pulled himself up, revealing that he used his blades to stab into the wall and climb up.
His entire body was covered in dust and rubble that covered his body.
He looked around the alien creatures, who were all cowering and shaking in fear.
Polarice continued to look around at the aliens.
“I just saved your race. I saved you. And yet you still stare at me in fear?” Polarice’s voice had turned cold and emotionless.
His black eye was radiating hatred and rage while his white eye was calm and empty. His black eye seemed to be driving him as he screamed, slashing his sword wildly while the alien creatures all ran away.
“I am not afraid of you! I will destroy…”
Polarice was screaming, but suddenly stopped and looked down at his arms. He was covered in dust, his hands slowly beginning to shake more and more.
“What have I done?”
He dropped both of his blades and tried to frantically rub all of the dust off of his body.
“What have I done?” Polarice shouted as the dust flew off, creating a cloud around him before it fell to the ground.
Tears were only coming from Polarice’s white eye as he cried out in agony.
“I need to figure out a way off of this world. Away from living creatures.”
Polarice looked around frantically, hoping to find something…anything he could use to leave this world.
The world was nothing but fields and a large canyon, which now contained nothing but death and destruction.
Polarice looked around more as he began to slowly walk. The creatures camouflaging in the ground were as still and silent as possible.
He was breathing slow but heavy, looking around as if scanning for any more threats.
“Come on…give me something.” He whispered to himself.
As he walked, he looked up towards the peaceful sky of the planet.
It was a painfully bright blue color with white clouds blocking out most of the universe that expanded out seemingly forever.
As he stared into the void of white above him, he began to hear something.
A faint hum.
A faint high pitched sound.
He gripped his two blades as tightly as possible as he looked up.
A small ship was slowly floating down from the clouds, emerging from the white shield that made it seem invisible.
It was a white and golden ship in the shape of a coffee bean that was moving so effortlessly. It was so smooth that the ship moved as easy as water, softly landing on the ground with complete silence as Polarice stared, continuing to hold his swords as tightly as possible.
A part of the ship opened, seeming to just form and move on its own. There was no visible door or windows anywhere.
A human shaped figure emerged wearing all black highly advanced armor that was skin tight. Gold and white lines ran all along the outfit, meeting into a white dodecagram star that covered the entire chest. Their entire face was covered by a thin black mask with reflective glass on it, like a mirror.
Polarice’s head slightly tilted to the side.
“Who…what…are you?” Polarice asked.
The figure suddenly began to tap something on their arm, a small holographic display that came up but Polarice couldn’t read or understand.
“Is this the right language?” The figure suddenly asked in Polarice’s native tongue.
Polarice took a step back, shocked and surprised.
“How do you know my tongue?” Polarice asked.
“I know every tongue. Now I’m not sure why you’re here. You don’t seem to be a part of this world’s biosphere. Would you mind coming with me please?” The figure asked.
“Where do you think you’re taking me?” Polarice asked.
The figure looked confused despite no part of their skin being visible.
“That doesn’t…whatever. I need you to come with me so we can put you somewhere that isn’t destructive.” The figure replied.27Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLFMTyRx5sn
As Polarice stood tense and stoic, the alien creatures were slowly emerging from their grassy camouflage behind him.
The figure turned his attention to them, seeing the fear covering their faces and slightly shaking.
The figure glanced back at Polarice, then at the creatures on the other side of him.
They were all afraid.
“How long have you been on this world?” The figure asked, now staring at the blades with very faint remnants of dust.
“Why do you need to know?” Polarice asked.
“What have you been doing here?” The figure asked, their arm down by their side beginning to faintly glow with golden rings that were barely visible beginning to spin around their arm. The rings were made of symbols that floated next to each other, moving around so slowly.
“I’ve been surviving.” Polarice replied.
“Yeah…sure.” The figure replied in a skeptical tone.
Polarice’s eyes locked onto the faintly glowing arm. The grip around his blades tightened even more, his veins beginning to bulge.
“We can make this nice and easy.” The figure said.
“I don’t like nice and easy.” Polarice replied.
“Well…then that’s going to be a problem.” The figure said, the glowing rings becoming slightly more visible and brighter.
“For me? No. For you? Perhaps.” Polarice said.
“We’ll see about that.” The figure said.
The golden rings began to glow painfully bright and spin so rapidly the symbols began to blur into single, solid circles.
His arm lifted up before a ball of orange colored energy the size of a basketball blasted out, racing towards Polarice.
Polarice slashed his sword at it, but the second the blade touched the energy, the ball exploded in a burst of force that sent Polarice flying back and hitting the ground before sliding, sending dirt and grass into the air.
Polarice gritted his teeth and got back up as the figure was quickly running forward. The golden rings suddenly all moved down to his hand before combining and forming into a long chain, ending with a ball covered in spikes of energy. The figure swung it over their head before going parallel to the ground, just over the grass and swinging the ball at Polarice.
Polarice saw it coming and jumped over, the ball and chain suddenly being pulled back with great speed and back into the figure’s hand. They reformed into the golden rings before they split the rings across their arms. Two on each arm and one on the chest, then lifted their arms up and began to fire like machine guns with tiny bullets of pure golden energy racing towards Polarice.
Polarice watched as the wall of bullets were racing towards him. He smirked and felt this strange force filling his mind, as if his body and mind were running faster than he could understand.
Polarice’s body darted forward, easily dodging the flurry of bullets with ease as he darted and weaved.
The figure kept firing, and even with their face covered it was obvious they were nervous and shocked.
Polarice got close enough to slash his sword, but two of the ring on the figure’s arm quickly combined and formed a circular shield, blocking the slash of the sword.
The figure took the ring from their chest and combined it with the two on their other arm. They spun around as a ball of energy formed in their palm and blasted Polarice in the chest.
Polarice flew high into the air, but his body was still fine.
He backflipped and landed on his feet, his chest smoking and burning from the blast, but not as bad as previously.
He looked forward at the figure who combined all five rings onto one arm.
“I really don’t like killing, so will you please just come with me?” The figure asked.
Polarice smirked and began to run forward, his swords slashing the grass as he ran.
“Oh great.” The figure replied.
The golden rings spun and lifted up to fire another blast, but Polarice suddenly threw the smaller blade, catching the figure off guard and quickly having to dodge out of the way.
The figure turned around just as Polarice slashed his larger sword. The figure lifted their arm up, the five rings forming into a larger and more vibrant shield. Polarice’s blade connected with force that suddenly felt like was being pushed back, making Polarice stumble a few steps backwards.
The figure took one of the rings and held it in their hand, slashing it as if it were a circular blade.
Polarice blocked the attack and noticed the shield now was slightly smaller and fainter.
The circle blade came at him, but Polarice sidestepped and slashed down hard, connecting with the golden ring that suddenly shattered and fell to the ground in pieces. Pieces of golden energy that faded into aged gold in the shape of the strange symbols.
The figure was frozen in shock as they stared at the broken pieces sticking out of the green grassy ground.
“How did…” The figure started, but Polarice quickly charged forward.
The figure lifted the shield up, but Polarice’s blade became stuck into it, like the metal had broken through but couldn’t be pulled out.
Polarice screamed and punched the face mask as hard as he could, breaking it with cracks going every direction.
The figure stumbled back, clearly unable to see. The helmet suddenly disappeared, retracting down into the neck of the suit. A face with four small eyes, bright red skin, two very small tusks, and a small mouth with large, dirty teeth sticking out was panicking.
“Impossible.” The figure said softly.
Polarice was blinded by rage as he slashed his sword again, the figure only falling backwards and laying on the ground to escape the attack.
The golden rings seperated into two on each arm, both spinning wildly and firing small blasts of energy that Polarice dodged with ease.
Polarice stabbed his sword straight down, missing the arm but stabbing through two of the rings on one of the figure’s arm. They shattered into pieces and landed on the ground as the figure looked completely shocked.
“No. That shouldn’t be…” They muttered.
Polarice slashed and took out the final two rings, the figure staring up in pure terror and fear.
It was only at this moment that the figure noticed Polarice’s eyes.
One as white as light.
The other as black as darkness.
Their face was even more terrified than before.
“The story…it was just a myth…” The figure kept mumbling.
Polarice didn’t care for any explanation. He lifted his sword high above his head, and immediately stabbed down into the figure’s chest. The sword broke through the advanced body armor like it was nothing, hitting flesh and muscle as bright red blood flew into the air. The figure gasped in sickening pain, but Polarice pulled the sword out and immediately stabbed down again in another part of the torso. He lifted the large blade out over and over again, stabbing down repeatedly with the heavy blade that he used like it weighed nothing. The blade kept piercing more and more, being covered in the vibrant red blood until Polarice finally stopped.
The figure was laying as a heap, covered in holes as the bright red blood poured out and stained the green grass around them.
Polarice was barely breathing heavily.
He looked down at the dead figure, covered in blood, holes, and broken faded gold energy.
Polarice slowly lifted his head up, staring at the coffee bean shaped ship that was sitting not too far from him.
He began to walk, stopping only to pick up his smaller blade, leaving the body above ground.
Polarice walked to the ship, which opened on its own and allowed him to climb inside.
The ship slowly began to hover in the air, the dead body still on the ground as the alien creatures were slowly making their way out of hiding.
“The story is true.” One of the aliens said in their own language.
“The Universe is doomed…” The other replied.
As they stood, staring at the white clouds the ship flew through…
The clouds behind them began to glow with a red hue, covering the ground in a hellish shade of red and black.
The light traveled more and more until the entire planet was coated in an ocean of red light.
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