The 4th Dimension Story

In this world we live by three dimensions. Length, Width, and Height, but, what were to happen if the 4th demension, time, could be altered; when we know that it will only move forward? This, is the 4th demensional world...

Anyways, this is the story about the idea that I made up earlier in the forums.

Author: Me!

A Time Drifter

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It was a beautiful morning compared to last night in Ashenvale Forest. The bright sun had risen from its sleep and traveled across the blue sky. Shara Lunaris, a young Night Elven Priestess felt the sun's light touch her face, and woke. She smiled, for the morning was her most favored part of the day. She got up from bed, and fixed the sheets. She walked outside and washed herself up with the river water that ran next to her house. Her mother, Neida, saw her walk in. “Are you ready to go to shrine?� Neida asked.

“Yes, mother.� She replied.

Although it was very early, Shara and her mother always went to the river shrine to pray to their goddess, Elune. Shara, Neida's only daughter had to keep the tradition alive in her family. She was expected to have a nice husband, have a family, and teach them the daily routine every morning, like Neida's mother to her.

When they arrived, Shara being the first to enter, she lit the candles inside the shrine, and stood next to her mother, standing straight and looking proud. She did exactly how her mother had taught it to her: Put the left hand on the top of her head, the right to the bottom, go towards the middle of her chest in a spiral-like fashion, then bow. Then kneel, and repeat the same thing. Rise, then put her palm on the stone tablets that resided in front of them. Her mother had told her that the end of the prayer was so that Elune could touch their inner spirit. She could herself be uplifted when she touched it.

Shara is 1251 years old, her mother being 10264 years old. Her father had died in the battle at Mt. Hyjal. Neida had to raise Shara alone; she wouldn't be able to experience the love that her father would have given. Shara had very few fond memories of her father and her being together. Shara is an obedient girl, and is a little rusty on her archery. She loves the morning, and is often teased by her friend, Kries.

A few hours that very morning, she went out of town to practice her bow and arrow skills. She went to the place where Kries and herself always went to practice. It was a large field with lots of space to do anything, inside Ashenvale Forest. Shara knew that she wasn't very good, but her mother always encouraged her to keep on trying. She put a Barrel Fruit on a platform they both had made. She walked away 45 meters away from it, took out her bow, notched an arrow onto the string, and pulled. “Focus… focus…� She kept saying to herself. She let go of the string and the arrow flung away from her.

Some seconds later, the arrow had struck the Barrel fruit. “A direct hit?� Shara said. No, it wasn't, the arrow had hit the target, but what was expected was that the fruit was to shatter into two even pieces. A huge chunk of the fruit had been on one of the sides. Shara looked at it in disappointment. Shara was below the average archer. First, she had to make sure that she could shoot the weak point of an object or enemy. Obviously, she could not do either. Second, she only shot from 45 meters away. The average archer is expected to shoot at least 90 meters or more. She had done half the distance, yet, she still didn't break the fruit evenly. This proofed how bad her archery skills were. “You still didn't make it?� A mysterious voice said. Shara quickly jerked and turned around. It was Kries.

“You were watching?� Shara replied.

“Well… you haven't gotten any better� Kries said and shrugged.

“It's not like you have to rub it in, Kries.�

“Hey, I do care about you, Shara.�

Kries got another Barrel Fruit and placed it on the platform. She went 110 meters away and shot with almost no hesitation. She got a direct hit, the fruit had split into two even pieces. Kries came back, not trying to look at Shara. “You showoff!� Shara said and hit Kries on the shoulder. Shara sat down next to a tree and said, “It's not fair. Why can everyone do something I'm no good at?�

“What are you talking about? You and your mother are the only priestesses in this village.� Kries answered, trying to convince that Shara was someone that no one else could be in Faris Village.

“I know that Kries! Using the bow and arrow effectively is the first requirement to being a Sentry Guard for this place.�

“Shara… I'm sure there are girls like you who want to be a priestess.�

“Look at Tyrande! She's an excellent priestess AND she's very good at archery!�

“Shara, she is 9000 years older then you, like your mother. Besides, why be someone you know you can't be? You already have enough. All of us do.�

After hearing that, Shara wanted to take back what she said. Kries had just countered all of her arguments, and she was right on all of them. Shara wanted to leave and go home to help her mother clean the house, but Kries insisted that she stay, by saying, “Shara, let's play our little game. It might make you feel better.�

“Or worse.� Shara said dumbly.

Shara walked to one side of the field, and Kries to the other, the both of them armed with a bow, and Shara, with a single arrow. “You ready?� Shara said straight across the field.

“Always will be.� Kries replied with a grin on her face.

Kries faced herself away from Shara, while Shara was to aim straight for Kries' chest. Shara hesitated a little, which is the worst habit an archer could have, because that little time could get them killed if fighting a real battle, or being a Sentry Guard. “Come on…� Kries whispered to herself, while Shara was waiting in suspense.

Moments later as the arrow was heading straight for Kries' spine, like an assassin running up to their target for the kill, she quickly turned around and grabbed the arrow in midair, she spun it with her hands to add grace, notched it quickly with her bow and shot it back towards Shara. Shara was focusing on the only the arrow. As the arrow drew closer, she grabbed it, spun it a little, and shot it back to Kries, which was suppose to hit the tree behind her. The arrow went straight past her, and hit nothing. Shara did hit a tree, just not the right one. Kries looked back and looked at Shara, but she was already leaving. “Shara! Shara! Come back!� Kries yelled at her, but Shara refused to listen, and walked hastingly back home.

A few minutes later, Kries was still in the field, looking the target that Shara was suppose to hit. For score, Kries' arrows had a blue tag on them, while Shara's had red tags. Of all the arrows that hit the tree, Shara only managed to lay 31 arrows into it, and about hundreds onto others. Kries' hit the target tree hundreds of times, while only missing twice. It proved to anyone that would see it that Shara's ability to use the bow and arrow was very, very poor.

Meanwhile, Shara was talking to her mother, saying that she prefer being a priestess any day then being an archer. “You must understand, dear.� Neida said to Shara.

“Mother, it's harder for me then it is for the other girls. Kries can do it just fine- as a matter of fact, she is better then the average girl.� Shara exclaimed.

“Shara-�

“Mother, if Kries comes here, then tell her I'm sorry for leaving without notice. Tell that I was mad.� Shara went upstairs into her room to practice her morning routine and to learn the rest of the her mother's prayers. Neida knew that this was just an excuse to not see Kries if she came.

Kries knocked on the door that evening. Neida answered the door. “Oh, Ma'am, did Shara come home?�

“Yes, she did, she came back rather upset about something. What happened?� Neida asked.

“I think it's best if you ask Shara yourself.�

“I think I shouldn't. It may make her even more upset. She says that she is sorry for acting the way she did in the morning.�

“Thank you, Ma'am.� Kries said as she left to go to her house.

Neida sighed, and sat down on the wooden chair in the living room. She watched the evening sun set into the horizon, wondering if Shara's priesthood was in her way of becoming a great archer, like her friend.
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NOTE: Kries and other people would have to call Neida "Priestess Lunaris" or "Preistess", but since Kries is a dear friend of her daughter, saying "Ma'am" is an exception.

That concludes the first chapter. I'll think about how to introduce the plot. Tell me what you guys think about the characters introduced so far. I like the feedback that you guys give.

Yeah! I got a title!

Looks nice so far, don't screw it up :/

Title ideas:
Another world
Timeshifters
Whatever

Pretty good so far, just keep writing like that. I say you just name it after something in your story. And BFD, what kind of story name is whatever?? ^_^

"Whatever" is a story name for when you don't know which name to give a story. And it just gave me a few ideas, I think I'm gonna do a story and call it "Whatever", just for Something's sake...

*sniff sniff* NOT RP! KING GIGLI MAAAAAAD! ROARARAARARARARARARARARARARARA!



there my intelectual post is over.

Hey! Of course it's not an RP! There are a couple reasons:

1. Shara would have to travel to diffenent times (anywhere from A.D. to B.C.), which would make the story WAY too long.

2. You guys(I don't mean to offend you guys) would TOTALLY ruin the story that I have in my head.

3. It wouldn't go how it would suppose to. ...

I'll edit this post later to add the 2nd Chapter.

It may not go exactly the way I find it to be in the post where I first made the idea. lol.



The next morning, Shara woke up rather stressed. She didn't enjoy the morning like she wanted to, or would have. She tended to her morning routine: fixing the sheets, going outside to clean herself, and dressing herself up for the prayer.

After she had gone downstairs with her priestess gown, Neida was waiting for her outside. “Your friend did come yesterday.� She said to Shara, in a quiet voice.

“Yeah, I looked outside to see who was knocking on the door.� Shara replied.

“Well then, let's go to the shrine.�

They walked there as they always did, but this time, Neida was the one to light the candles. Everyday, they both would always switch to who would light the candles. Shara and her mother had done the prayer. Neida had taught Shara to pray alone, which was what Shara was doing last night. It was different then it was when two or more people were to pray at the same shrine.

After the prayer, Shara touched the stone tablets. She had felt something other then a light up-lift from her spirit, for she had felt a slight chill that touched her from the inside. Shara was surprised. Shara was going to ask, “Mother… did you-�

“Yes… something is wrong.�

At first, Shara thought that Elune had saw what had happened the day before, and that she should apologize to Kries personally for leaving as she did yesterday. Shara and Neida went back home. Neida stayed home while Shara redressed herself and went back outside. She should go see Kries before something bad had happened.

Shara went to Kries' house, and Ineir, Kries' mother appeared. “Madam, is Kries home?�

“No, she isn't. She left early in the morning, because she saw something thing strange in the sky.� Ineir said to her.

“She went to the field…� Shara whispered to herself, and she ran away from the house.

“Field?� Ineir asked, but Shara had already left.


Shara ran there, not stopping anywhere. She ran straight though the trees that stood in her way, evading each one in her path.

When she arrived, she looked around, and saw Kries looking out at the sun. Shara desperately ran towards her. “Kries!� Shara shouted. Kries didn't answer. �Kries!�

“…Shara?� Kries finally said.

“Kries, I'm sorry about what happened yesterday, I was mad about what happened. It was stupid.�

“Shara… look at the sun…� Kries said slowly.

“Why? Nothing is wrong...�

Shara had looked to the west, but she saw nothing there. The sun wasn't there. It was at the east. Shara was confused. “Kries… you don't think…�

“Something bad is going to happen, Shara. The sun rose from the east, not the west.� Kries answered.

“We have to tell everyone!�

“Shara, you go look for your mother, I'll go tell the elder.� Kries said, as she ran off to the village.

Shara ran off to find her mother. She kept on running towards her house, until, she tripped. Luckily, she had rebalanced quickly and stood still. She was going to her house, but she saw a tree that wasn't suppose to be there. Its roots were pointing somewhere. She decided to follow them. She asked herself, “Mere coincidence?� but Shara didn't care, she just ran in the direction to where the tree pointed. Saw another tree just like it, the roots pointing another way, and she followed that one. She went tree after tree, until she had gotten lost; she had never explored the part of the forest that she was in.

After about ten minutes of wandering, she found an old, ancient stone temple, partly submerged in the middle of a huge lake. Shara wondered where she was, but she gathered her bravery and walked the stone tiles that led to the ruins. She made mild jumps from tile to tile, until she had gotten to the entrance. She peered down into the depths, looking at it with curiosity and caution. She had gotten out her bow and prepared an arrow, to make sure that she was ready if she was ambushed by a creature. She quietly walked down the steps of the temple.

When she got to the ground, water had flooded the floor well above two feet, while Shara was 5'6�. She had to keep in mind that she wasn't on an adventure, and that she could be dragged into the water by a sea creature. She walked very slowly. Every time she took a step, she could feel the water getting deeper. Soon, the water rose three feet, then four, then the water had gone to the point to where only her head could be seen; her neck and below beneath water.

The water had stood like it was for about 20 minutes. Shara could finally see her neck, which meant that the water was getting lower. She could feel that she could finally walk, and not just move slowly. He started by walking faster, then she went into a sprint, finally wanting to get out of the water. After she had gotten out completely, she saw that there was more to the temple then she thought. “Well… too late now.� Shara said to herself. And she proceeded into the hallway. She saw torches that were lit up in the hallway. Now she knew that someone had gone in before her. She had to be alert. She grabbed a torch and walked fast, but quietly, making sure that she didn't make a noise that would intimidate the one that was already inside.

She walked like that for five minutes. She saw a bright light, a purple light in front of her. She saw the light for a quick second, until something came and stroke her. A huge clank had hit the ground, and Shara twirled in the air and hit the wall, making a loud grunt. She dropped the torch she carried and it hit the floor. Knowing how light she is, she's an easy target to those much stronger then her. She dazed after she hit the wall and tried to gain consciousness. She could see that she was bleeding a little. She looked back up to see who her attacker was.

Tall, scaly, bulk, and a harpoon weapon he carried. It was a naga that had followed her inside. “How did you-�

“After you went in the water, I swam passed you and waiting for an ambush.� The naga called to her. “You could use a little help little priestess… dieing that is!� the naga had rush to where she was and lunged his huge harpoon at her. She quickly evaded the attack, but the naga had prepared for her to evade, and used his mana to cast a wave of water that swarmed her, as she didn't expect it. She hit and slid across the ground. She stood up, slowly, not knowing what she could do. The naga came towards here and grinned evilly, then he slammed the ground with his enormous tail, and the tiles on the floor collapsed, as well as Shara, screaming.

She kept on screaming until she had hit water, and she quickly resurfaced. She saw a huge water chamber, she assumed it was the naga's domain. The naga had gone in the water with her. There were no platforms except the ladders on the edges. She knew that the naga would do all he could to keep her away from them. In water, her bow and arrow stood useless. She couldn't believe it, but she was going to die.
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Yay! That concludes the 2nd chapter of the story! What do you guys think so far?

Thats good, I like it.

There you go! The 3rd chapter of this story! Happy reading!

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Because of her insane panicking, Shara couldn't think of what to do. She was surrounded by a huge tank of water, with a naga swimming in it, who can move ten times faster then her. At the first strike that the naga had made and from then on, it was already a losing battle. She knew the naga was waiting for her under the water. He could see clearly in the murky depths, while Shara couldn't.

Before she had known it, the naga had leaped out of the water, right under her, grabbed her legs, and pulled her down. Shara got a quick whiff of air before she was tugged under. Then the naga had smacked her by whipping his tail at her. Shara slowly twirled in the water, feeling the pain. She quickly went up to get some air, but right when she had surfaced, the naga pulled her back down. This time he grabbed her by one arm held on her on his chest. Then he started to punch her in the stomach, waiting for her gasp. Shara tried to hold it in, but he for each strike, he did it much harder.

When she had finally opened her mouth, Shara had got out an arrow from her quiver and stabbed it in the naga's eye. He shrieked in pain and released her from his grasp. As he was moaning, she tried to swim to the surface as fast as possible. She touched the surface and made large breaths.

To the naga's point of view, his prey had just gotten away him, and he had fallen for an easy trick. He was angry and impatient, so he decided to kill her quickly. As he adjusted to the pain, he swam angrily towards her.

Shara was relieved that she thought at the last second. She knew that the naga was coming back, so she prepared herself. She held in her air and got out another arrow, but then she caught sight of something. Next to her, the torch that had fallen with her was there. When she grabbed it, the naga's huge tail had wrapped around her and tugged her back down the water. She held on to the wooden stick in her right hand, but she had let go the arrow, and it fell down into the pool of nothingness. It was obvious that the naga had wanted her to die, for she kept on squeezing the life out of her. “This is vengeance for what you had done to me 9000 years ago, priestess!�

Shara was confused. She wasn't alive 9000 years ago! Prehaps he was referring to her mother, but she had to kill the naga, before she was constricted to death. The naga had put one of his hands on her neck, and squeezed it with all his strength. He obviously didn't care if she had died either by suffocating, or by breaking her spine. Know that she knew he was giving her no mercy, she kept in trying to hit him with the torch handle, but he grabbed her arm with his and tossed it away.

Shara had grown unconscious, so the naga wanted to finish it. He lifted her up in the air, swam down, swirled himself in the water, pointed his harpoon straight at her body, and swam up with great force. Shara felt the pain that pierced straight though her. The naga had with her with so much force, that when they reached the top of the water, they both when high into the air, and Shara slammed into the ceiling. Shara could feel herself fading away from life as she knew it, but she had predicted this.

When they hit the ceiling, the naga couldn't go back down. The naga had just realized that he had put himself to death. Shara made a slight smile as he just found out what she did. He had saw his heart on the other side of the ceiling, with the torch handle that hit the water, float, covered in blood. The arrow had stabbed his heart, as it dripped with blood. Shara had dropped the arrow on purpose and she made sure that he had thrown the torch handle away. Before that, she enchanted both objects with her mana. At the time she had hit the ceiling, she used the torch handle by thrusting it to his heart, and it flew in the air, and then she unleashed her arrow, which had caught the heart in the air, and it hit the ceiling. She used the time she had to plan her aiming and the trap. The naga had been outsmarted in his own territory. The naga felt that he had died from a worthy opponent, as both he and his harpoon fell into the water and never came back. Shara fell with them, and resurfaced. In pain, she swam slowly to the ladders.

When she had gotten to the door way, she rested herself with a smirk on her face. She really couldn't believe that she had beaten a naga in a field where she had a major disadvantage to, and where her opponent had a major advantage. She used her basic healing powers to mend the wound that the harpoon had made. She was fortunate that none of her vital organs were damaged. Her body was still numb from the crushing blow of the ceiling, but Shara whispered to herself that she had to manage.

Feeling better in a about half an hour, she started limping up the following stair case. Where lead her directed to where the purple light had been. There, she saw a maiden summoning a paradox in time…

“So, you've come…� The sorceress said to her. “I thought that the naga would have finished you, but it seemed that his carelessness killed him.�

“Are you that naga's empress?� Shara said, reluctant for an answer.

“No, I used 4th dimensional space to pass that weakling, and lured him to you.�

“You… used him?!?!�

“Another life ending is another life beginning.�

“Who are you? What are you doing in this place?�

“My name is Arma… the only being to altar the 4th dimension.�

“That's impossible!� Shara yelled.

“Oh it's possible… how do you think I changed which direction the sun had come from?�

“You're the one that has been causing havoc across sky. What are your motives?!?!�

“If I told you, I'd have to kill you, but you've already found me, so I'll have to banish you from you time!�

Arma had created a time rift behind Shara and it sucked everything it could inside. Shara held on a small bar. Arma could see that she was hanging on to her dear life. Shara's bow and quiver of arrows had been sucked inside the hole. Arma was walking to Shara.

Shara felt fear strike her, for she didn't know what lied beyond the hole of death behind her. Arma walked closer rose her hand to the hole. It grew bigger, and it's power grew strong as well. Shara could feel herself being ripped apart from her body, but she still hung on. Arma was looking at Shara with pity. “What a poor creature… perhaps you'll be better off lost in time.� Arma had hit Shara's hand with a stone that she had grabbed from the floor. Shara felt the sharp pain, but she wouldn't give up. Arma kept on hitting her with rocks and stones. Shara couldn't bear the pain, so she let go.

Shara was sucked inside the wormhole, and could almost feel her spirit being pulled away from herself. Arma looked at her and laughed maniacally, and went back to doing what she was doing.

After Shara was completely inside, she was in a tunnel or all sorts of colors. She couldn't tell if he was dead or not. She could see streaks of neon colors, black, and wavy circles go past her. Arma mind inside the wormhole revealed her motives: To take the power of the Well of Eternity before her time, and keep it for herself. She could hear Arma laughing her evil laugh continuously. Shara's mind was going insane, seeing Arma's memories and her goals in the past and present. Shara closed her eyes. She could saw pitch darkness and a huge clock that was moving very fast forward.

Shara started to see that things became visual, she saw a bunch of trees, while “flying� in the air. She went down very fast. She thought she was going to crash onto the floor, and she did. She blacked out.

“What was that?� Someone said.

“It was from over there!� Another person said.

“Look! It's… Shara? Shara!�
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That concludes the 3rd chapter! Now what do you guys think?

Sorry i dint reply to this earlyer, i sort of forgot to....
anyway... its still good, i still like it.

Good, good! Here is chapter 4!
It's pretty long, because I had a lot to write, otherwise, things would have gotten confusing.

I gotta admid it though, this is a long story. Sort of like a real one.
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Shara was lying in a wooden bed, and instantly woke up, realizing what had happened. When she lifted her head, she hit someone else's head. Their heads crashed into each other, Shara's hitting the bed, again, unconscious, and the other's hitting the floor… unconscious.

Another person had wandered into the room, and saw the aftermath. She quickly jumped to the man who had hit the floor. “Malar! Are you okay?� She said.

“I… I think…� He replied numbly.

“Well, Shara, it seems like your still as lively as you were 2500 years ago.� The girl said to her.

Shara yanked herself back up, and gained vision of the two objects in front of her. Kries was standing in front of her, smirking. “Kries? Is that you?� Shara asked, “And… And-and whose that over there?�

“For your information, the man that you are staring at is my husband, Diem.�

Husband?!?!?! Shara thought to herself. “When did you get married?� she continued, “Where's mother?�

“I got married 230 years ago, here in Faris, Shara, as for you mother… she…� Kries paused.

Everything grew silent. Diem stood up and said, “She had a little incident…�

“Don't tell me… she's… gone…?� Shara said to them.

“Didn't you know? It happened quite a while ago.� Kries answered.

Shara didn't realize that she had also changed. Her figure was different. Was she really 2500 years into the future, or her future? She looked older… a lot older then she used to be. “So, what happened to my original residence?� she asked Kries.

“Um… I think I will go where I am needed.� Diem said, and left the two girls alone.

After Malar left, Kries said, “It's owned by another family.�

“What of the temple?�

“It not of any use anymore, Shara. After you left, and then your mother died, no other priestess was available here, so, we simply left it alone.�

Hearing that, Shara felt disgraced. Not only she did not get to grow up with her best friend, and didn't watch her mother pass away, but she didn't uphold the family tradition. Shara stood up out of the bed, and walked away, and out of Kries' new home, which was about 7 town blocks away from her old one. Kries didn't do nothing, and let her leave. She thought that Shara was in trauma.

Shara went back to her old house first. It really was owned by another family. She put her ears next to the door. She could hear voices of a happy family, living peacefully. Shara's eyes grew tears, thinking that her house was only abandoned, and not occupied by another family other than her own. The tears poured out once more, because she didn't hear the kind, quiet voice of her mother being placed into her ears. She walked away from her house and walked towards the temple shrine.

As she walked the stone tiles to the shrine, nothing seemed different, not at first. The water's clarity was standard, as always, the trees that hung beneath the water made their usual ripples on the liquid surface. She noticed that the birds on the trees were no long there, they seemed to have migrated, or no long existed.

When she got up to the shrine, she tightened her eyes and feel a depressed feeling. She stared at the “new� shrine. Mostly covered in moss, the top was mildly moldy, the pillars damaged. A nurse log had landed on the side and grew many other plants, literally growing in the foundation of the shrine. Shara compared the shrine of this time and of her time. It was much cleaner, but with no one to care for it, it deteriorated and was torn away from life. Shara decided to do her prayer.

Once she had finished and had put her hand on the wrecked, unreadable tablets, she felt nothing. Not an uplifted spirit, nor a chill in her bones, just nothing. Shara started to kneel and tears fell down her cheeks. Had Elune, the one that she had most believed in, erase her from time? She ran out of the shrine and ran to the hidden field.

When she got there, the arrows that were tagged had disappeared, as if they never were there in the first place. The platform where they had practiced was removed and a new tree grew in its place. Not only was she erased from time, but all the things that she had done had faded away.

At that moment, her hands started to glow a mysterious color. Shara was confused. Once she had her palm facing her eyes, a spiritual clock had appeared. An amazed Shara began looking at it. She couldn't believe it. Did she gain this power from the tunnel that had absorbed her? The clock was different from a regular one. It not only had the second, minute, and hours hands, but it also had a date written on the bottom half. She was 2500 years in the future, then. The clock had proved it. Curious, she put her finger in the way of the second hand.

To her amusement, she looked around. The trees, sky, and even the wind, paused. Time had stopped. She could control time? She decided to move the second hand 5 seconds back. The wind flow, the trees blowing, and the sky moving went backward 5 seconds. She took her the second hand and put it back 5 seconds, thing had reverted. After seeing this, she instantly took her hand off the second hand, and time started to move again. Things were normal. This was a secret that she had to keep away. Shara thought that altering time wasn't even accessible. But, it seems like she had just broken the laws of the 4th dimension. “I knew I would find you here.� Someone had said behind her.

Shara quickly lifted her hand away, and the clock with it. She also turned quickly, seeing Kries. “Well… you haven't changed. Sneaking up behind me, as you always do.� Shara said.

“Shara, where have you been the last 2500 years? You just disappeared.� Kries asked her.

“I… I don't know. I don't remember anything.� Shara lied. But frankly, she didn't know what she was doing for the last 2500 years.

“The last time I remember seeing you was when I told you to get your mother, which happened 2500 years ago.�

“Do you have to rub it in?�

“You said that a long time ago. It's been so long, I almost forgot your voice.� Kries walked up to Shara, slowly.

Kries now seriously believed that Shara had gone into trauma, because, if Shara didn't know what she was doing for the last 2500 years, then something really bad had happened to her. Was she brainwashed by a particular someone? Couldn't be.

Kries felt an urge of anger at Shara. Suddenly she yelled. “Where have you been Shara?!?! Don't you know how many things have happened?� Shara faced her. She continued, “It's mostly your fault your mother died.�

Shara felt that one… that wasn't something Kries would say. “How can you say that!?!?� Shara yelled back.

“It is your fault! After you left, your mother got really worried about you! She stood outside all day, just waiting to hear your voice come out of the forest!� Kries started to cry, “She just waited… she stood there like a statue, she even told the others and I that she wouldn't move from her spot as long as you were gone. She stood there for 700 years, only resting, eating, and waiting. And what do you know, who was waiting with her?�

Shara began to feel the sadness spread to her. She had caused her mother and her best friend so much pain. She knew that no words could express how sorry she was.

“That was me, Shara� Kries stopped crying and gave Shara a stern face, “Your mother didn't even pray to make sure that you were safe. She had faith… but that faith lied to her. You never came… and she died waiting for you. Just… you.�

“How was I suppose to know?� Shara said silently to Kries.

“Because you didn't! I told myself I would move on with life, with or without you being there. We were no longer friends when your mother died. I would never forget that.� Kries calmed down and walked away.

“Kries… It's not my fault… It's not… It's not!�

“It is, Shara… It is.�

That wasn't an answer she was waiting for. Kries left and didn't come back. Shara had just remembered that she had the new dimension power that she had obtained. She didn't know how to activate it though, but she just put her palm in front of her face. Nothing happened. She remembered the words that Arma had said. Algos Madien Ragius. She said those words in her head. Then, the clock appeared.

She turned it back 40 seconds, because that's how long it took her. Then, things, Kries, and even herself, began to move backwards, and the feeling that came from the tunnel had come again. Then, a large flash blinded her.

The next thing that she knew it, she was back where she started, Kries was leaving. She wouldn't make the same mistake. “Kries!� Shara said to her, and she stopped.

“I know that I've been in trauma, but that doesn't mean that it was my fault, something happened, although I don't remember what had happened. I know that this is something I can't forgive, but there has to be something I can do to make up for it.� Shara felt confidence rise into her.

“Shara, then turn back time at least 2500 years ago, and come back… but you can't.�

Shara didn't want to turn back time 2500 years ago, or anywhere near that. Shara didn't know what happened to the whole world during all those years of her not existing. She had lost everything that had once belonged to her.

But, before she could repair the holes in her life, she had a mission to do, to protect all of her kind, and others alike. Arma was up to something that couldn't be forgiven. She had to find out EXACTLY at what time Arma will be at, and how long she had before her spell was completed, so she can enter the world at the time of the Ancient's War.

So, with Kries no longer in view or heard, Shara had summoned the clock, and she randomly swung her hand at the clock. It marked an unknown time, but then, a tunnel, just like the one she was pulled in, had appeared in front of her. She had to be ready of whatever event that would be held before her, as she courageously entered the dark portal.

When she was inside, the tunnel's opening had closed itself, and then, she was again, absorbed in a tunnel with all the colors that she seen before. She had a slight smile of her face. Because she knew that finally, she was facing the unknown, face to face.

alright.