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"A-And that's… about it." Pyuku said. "Since then I've been looking for slimes, looking for clues inside ruins all across the human continent, but never finding anything other than murals, depicting them here and there… It was always a failed attempt."

"And eventually you landed on the Amazonian Jungle?" I asked.

"Yeah, I tried to infiltrate the ruins there, but I failed… And then I meet you girls when I was getting hungry." He giggled innocently. "Since then, it has been adventure after adventure, and I've stuck with you… Pretending to be a monster, so I wouldn't be found out. Sorry, I should have never done something like that but… I was afraid too."

"It's fine, we talked this out already." I smiled. "So, why were you despairing so much though?"

"After having explored so many places and never finding clues or my kin, I had lost hope. My powers became uncontrollable… I couldn't contain myself anymore." He sighed. "And that mural… What it says is so eerie… I just couldn't… Stand it."

"You can read the ancient manuscripts in the ruins?" Ninhursag was surprised. "Not even we know how to, it is such an ancient language…"

"I know because my parents knew, we were all… made to know everything, it was within our minds, stored like information." Said Pyuku. "When we were born, we divide, and that information is inherited to our children… Like that, it was passed down for thousands of years. And I know what it says…"

"What… What does it say?" I asked him nervously.

We all glanced at the eerie mural; its presence alone sent chills down our spines. It felt so strange… the drawings, and the beings coming from the flying castles.

Are those the Gods?

"The Divine Brilliance of the Enlightened Ones descended upon the Alien World. They found rich life and resources in there and nodded. "It is good" they thought. They brought their creations, made after their image, and made them descend, telling them: "Clean this world, reshape it, and make it our new world. No matter how many of you die, no matter how many of you sacrifice yourselves. You're doing it for our greater good. You're tools, nothing else. Blessed with intelligence by our powers, be thankful, be thankful…" That's what it says…" Pyuku sighed. "See why I felt so angered and frustrated? It's always the same… my creators, were always so full of themselves."

"What? Does it really say that?!" Zack asked. "So lame… These guys are really boring and full of themselves, huh? It wasn't any different in that other dungeon either…"

"It really makes me angry too! Who do they think they are?! Hmph!" Mist said angrily. "I might be a descendant of the natural inhabitants of this world, but I also feel angry…"

"You have all the right to do so…" Ninhursag sighed. "This world… it originally belonged to you people. We were brought here against our own will, forced to work for them to build their world, and abandoned to fend for ourselves… We are the aliens here."

"Yeah… I guess…" Zack sighed, looking down. "Hahh… I don't know what to think about this…"

"…" Mist remained in silence as she glanced Zack being all sad. "W-Wait, no! I didn't mean it like that! Z-Zack…! You all, you're all welcome to this world, you've lived here for a while now! It is as much your world as it is ours! It is big enough so it can fit everyone! I-I'm sure that the world itself thinks the same… Right?"

We couldn't help but smile at her cute words, the atmosphere was quickly lifted up.

"Hehehe, right? If I can talk with the spirits of this world, even though I am a creation of the Gods… It means the world loves us." Lara nodded. "They're here, all of them with us. They're children of the world, and they say they love all of us!"

She made us possible to see the spirits again, hundreds of them were wandering around everywhere, looking at us with innocent eyes.

"The manifestation of this world's soul and will…" Ninhursag spoke. "I think this is the true nature of Spirits. I guess I was wrong, I'm sorry… We are not alien anymore; we are the people of Terrarium."

"Indeed!" Mist nodded.

"That's right!" Lara agreed.

Terrarium… the name of this world that most people agree upon. Its simple meaning is "a sealed transparent globe or similar container in which plants are grown."

The Gods saw this world as a little thing, contained within a fragile glass globe. While it is that for them, for us it means our own little world, a world we shaped together.

"Hehe, well I'm half of both so I guess I'm the bridge or something!" Laughed Celeste. "I'm half-demon and half-human after all!"

"Hahaha, what a responsibility you'll have then, miss bridge." I giggled.

"This world is beautiful, and I love it! Everything on it…" Luck spoke his mind. "There are sometimes bad things, very bad things, things that make me cry, and suffer… But there's also always beautiful things that come right after, the brilliance of the sun, the blue of the sky, the soothing wind, the colorful flowers, the song of the birds… Lara." He glanced into her eyes.

"L-Luck…" Lara blushed a bit, feeling taken aback by his words. "Heheh, it's the same for me!" She gave him a kiss on his nose.

"Heh…" Luck smiled back, hugging her tightly. "Thank you for always helping me see the bright side of life, Lara…"

"It's fine, you also did the same for me, dummy." Lara laughed.

"Sorry Mist, I said something dumb." Zack said. "I'll walk through this world that is yours, and if that's fine with you, embrace it as mine too."

"Of course! You're invited, hehehe!" Mist giggled innocent, as she gave him a kiss. "I love you!"

"I love you too…" Zack sighed, hugging her back.

"Everyone suddenly became so happy…" Pyuku said, blushing a bit. "Even though I said so many sad things…"

"This is just how we persevere through things; we always know we have one another!" Aquarina smiled back at him. "Don't worry, you got us." She patted his head.

"Thank you…" Pyuku smiled sweetly.

This was another beautiful moment I'll never forget.

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