Chapter 1151: Kapaqili, the Thunder Bird, a Promise Several Years Later
Heaven provides a glimmer of hope, and there is a hint of spring in the midst of disaster.
A time much older than thousands of years ago.
In ancient times, Crane Watching.
memory.
Endless darkness was spreading. The sea was pitch black. The light of the sun and moon could not be seen, let alone the stars. The darkness enveloped everything, and everything seemed to be in the abyss.
The Thunder Demon Bird opened its eyes on Mount Sugana and looked at the cloudy and dark sky.
"Leave a piece of consciousness behind! In Suganayama."
A vague voice came from nowhere and echoed in the heart of the Thunder Bird.
"Who?"
The Thunder Bird asked.
But the voice did not answer.
"Leave a piece of consciousness behind! In Suganayama."
The voice just repeats it.
After trying to ask several times and getting no response, the Thunder Bird gradually became angry, and thunder raged in the sky, and even the souls of the dead and evil spirits would be destroyed.
After repeating it three times, the voice disappeared.
Her life returned to normal.
It was this sky that was disgusting, but she had no power to dispel this endless darkness.
until one day.
The atmosphere was wailing, and in the dark and turbid sky, star-like lights appeared, constantly approaching the island where she lived.
The Thunder Bird looked at the strange object in the light.
The object fell to the ground, and she did not stop it, but just watched quietly.
There have been some strange objects falling from the sky lately, but this is the first one to fall here.
After the object fell, the darkness in the sky receded and it became clear and clean again.
"Chirp!" The Thunder Demon Bird chirped happily, flapped its huge body and flew away, and purple thunder spread with her breathing.
She enjoyed the beautiful clear sky.
The clean appearance of the sun, moon and stars shining.
She soared rapidly in the sky, her body was like lightning, and nothing was faster than her. Her voice was like thunder, and with her cry of joy, thunders from all directions danced along.
When the Thunder Bird returned to the island, she saw thick fog emerging from the island. It was probably related to the object falling from the sky. The fog began to dissipate when she left.
However, she didn't care.
The darkness couldn't obscure her vision, nor could the fog.
She flaps her wings casually and the mist will dissipate.
The feathers she drops can clear away the fog.
This is her power, the power of thunder.
But, it's a bit strange.
The tiny hairless people on the island picked up a feather she dropped.
While flying, the Thunder Bird became interested in what was happening below.
Day by day, and at regular intervals, the hairless people would gather up any feathers she dropped that they could find.
It puzzled the Thunder Bird.
The fog formed a sea of fog, causing the entire island to seem to be sinking in it.
She looked down, saw through the fog, and heard the different tunes of the little lives living within.
Forest pigs, humans, squirrels, lizards and pelicans... lots of life.
These are scenes that have been seen over many years and songs that have been heard over many years.
The Thunder Bird quickly lost interest.
Continue to live in the mountains, and travel to other islands and even other continents when you have time.
Another day, a normal return home.
She heard a song she had never heard before through the rain.
Different from the war songs of the forest pigs and the chorus of the fishes, this song is exceptionally clear and very beautiful...
She stopped subconsciously.
She wanted to see what creature made the sound.
Torrential rain poured down, hitting the mountains and forests, forming muddy puddles on the ground. The rivers gained strength and rushed more vigorously and majestically.
Mountain torrents can wrap up the mud and turn into mud dragons wandering on the ground.
The trees, flowers and plants swayed and trembled in the wind and rain, and the living creatures feared the bright lightning in the clouds and the thunder shining in the sky.
The thick fog that covers the sky and exists permanently will also avoid the edge of thunder at this time.
In the low roaring thunderstorm, the Thunder Demon Bird brought purple lightning and brought heavy rain to the mountains and forests. When it came to the clear singing that penetrated the thunderstorm, it saw a hairless person.
In her eyes, humans are no different from other animals.
Thunder is just her breath, just like people's life and death, but it makes these creatures tremble.
She quietly fell beside him and listened to the entire song.
"What an interesting tune. You, tiny human, aren't you afraid of thunder and rainstorms?" The Thunder Bird looked down at the hairless human proudly.
Just like looking down at the creatures on earth from the sky.
This violent storm is just the new look that she gives to the clear and clean sky when she is in a good or bad mood.
The boy in the straw hat raised his head, not afraid of the thunderbird whose wings almost covered the sky in front of him.
Because the Thunder Bird is the patron saint of their tribe and a totem known to everyone.
They offer sacrifices every year to thank each other for their gifts.
"The adults in the tribe said that a child like me can calm thunder and turn heavy rain into sweet rain." The child in the straw hat looked at the gorgeous and delicate purple feathers of the Thunder Bird with curiosity. They were so beautiful!
He said in his heart.
This is a feeling that adults who fear the power of Thunderbird will never have.
"I was embarrassed to sing in the village, so I came here to practice."
"Do you like it? Hehe..."
The child scratched his head and seemed a little nervous and shy when talking about singing.
The Thunder Bird did not answer directly, because the child's singing was as pure and beautiful as the clear and clean sky that she loved.
She continued to hold her head high.
Answer in human language.
"Before you learned to make fire, storms of thunder and lightning accompanied me across the ocean. I only need to flap my wings, and long snakes of purple lightning will tear the clouds apart. I only need to raise my neck and roar, and thunder will shake the deep sea and the center of the earth."
Yes! She is so powerful, how could she like the song of a hairless human?
but……
"I have heard the songs of the trees, the songs of the dark clouds and rain, the distant chanting of the blue flying dragon in the far north, and the trembling concerto of the foxes, rabbits, and insects in the ground when I landed on the ground."
Thunderbird lowered her head slightly, looking down at the person who was not even as tall as her feet, with a strange light flashing in her eyes.
"But your song is very special. It is different from the songs of forest pigs, fish, and pelicans."
Is it because of people’s language?
She thought in her mind.
But other people’s songs are not as good as this.
"It's so complicated, I don't understand..." The child said helplessly to the Thunder Bird, "But it sounds like you like it?"
Self-indulgent!
The proud cry of the ptarmigan.
"I don't know. I just know that I've never heard a song like this before."
Her words revealed her thoughts.
The person in front of her was indeed a unique person with a unique singing voice. In these long years, he had brought her rare joy and touch.
But she didn't want to admit it...
The song was like a ray of light that tore through the gloom in the sky and shone into her heart.
She is the solitary demon bird of thunder.
"Then, when you come again with the thunderstorm, I will sing another song for you!"
The child's words surprised the Thunder Bird.
What a fearless and daring man.
"Your lives are ridiculously small and fragile. Perhaps by the time I think of this, you'll be dead." The lives of these creatures are as short as foam in the sea, and their bodies and strength are even more fragile. The Thunder Bird is not mocking, but just stating a fact.
Maybe, she takes a nap.
The creatures around were replaced by a new group.
"However, if not, I allow you to sing for me." The Thunder Bird said graciously.
If you, a tiny creature, had not died.
hum.
"What you say is so hard to understand..." The child cannot fully understand the meaning of the latter sentence.
He thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out.
But soon interest came.
"By the way, my name is Aru! What's your name? Although everyone in the village calls you 'Thunderbird-sama', you should have a name, right?" The child was a little excited. If he could know the name of the guardian angel, we would be good friends.
Friends are people who exchange names and make each other known.
"Name?" The Thunder Bird recalled in his mind.
The child didn't understand what she meant, and treated her as an ignorant creature who couldn't understand words and explained: "That is, how should I call you? Think about it, if I want to sing a song for you and call you to come, how should I call you?"
The Thunder Bird didn't care about the child's offense of treating her as a fool.
Will he sing another song for me?
Really...
She wanted to laugh a little. It was the first time she heard a living being say this to her.
Doesn’t seem bad!
"I don't know. She gave me a name before, but I forgot it. I don't need such a thing, and no one has ever dared to call me--" Scenes from the past emerged in the memory of the Thunder Demon Bird.
But I really can't remember the name.
The child frowned and thought, then quickly jumped up happily: "That's good! Dad... Grandpa recently taught me some new words in the Shigen language, so I'll give you a name!"
He wrote and drew on the ground.
The Thunder Bird watched quietly without disturbing anyone, showing great patience.
The rain flowed down the child's straw hat, and his clothes, which had long been soaked by the heavy rain, stuck to his thin body.
What a tiny life! Thunder Bird once again felt this way.
"Hmm... this should be very suitable!" The child said to her excitedly, pointing to the extremely tall mountain where she lived in the distance, "Let's call you 'Suganakapachiri'!"
It means the "Thundering Eagle" on Mount Sugana.
What a plain and simple name, the Thunder Bird thought in his heart, I thought it would be a more beautiful name.
"…It's inexplicable. But I don't mind."
Anyway, the name is just a code name.
She may not remember it either.
However, the child in front of her stretched out his hand, and his bright eyes were filled with enthusiasm that made her retreat a little. "Then it's a deal! I should go back now, otherwise the adults will be worried. Next time, I will sing for you again."
The child's feet stepped on the muddy puddles, and mud splashed onto his trouser legs and hems.
The Thunder Bird was watching him.
The rain stood between her and him.
"Maybe I'll forget it soon, 'Aru'." The Thunder Bird, Kapachiri, who got the name, said in a deep voice.
Calling the hairless man's name.
Aru waved her hand, which seemed to be shining in the rain: "I won't forget you! Goodbye!"
The darkness of the forest swallowed up the tiny person.
Hearing this beautiful song on this gloomy night, Kapachili's mood became even better. She flapped her wings and flew high into the sky.
Calm the thunder and turn the rainstorm into nectar.
A purple feather floated down in the sky where the thunderclouds were resting.
The child looked up, watching Kapachiri returning to Mount Sugana like a purple meteor, and subconsciously picked up the Thunder Feather that fell in front of him.
This is proof of the agreement.
"Leave a part of your consciousness behind! In Sugana Mountain." The Thunder Bird, who had returned to Sugana Mountain, heard a voice. The voice sounded three times.
It seems that this sentence has been mentioned in my distant memory.
She didn't bother to pay attention.
She was looking forward to her next meeting with Aru.
……
Endless hatred and endless regret gnawed at her soul.
She looked at the altar in front of her, the blood in the golden cup, and the young creatures being sacrificed.
Foolish people, ridiculous people, hateful people.
The flawless friendship that had just been formed turned into a red mixture of bones and blood.
The first time we meet is the last time.
Thunder rose as the anger in his heart burned, forming purple lightning that burned the entire earth.
She let out a sharp and murderous cry, revealing her terrifying true face that controlled thunder, lightning, wind and rain. Her gigantic body descended upon the altar and overturned it.
She uttered the most vicious curse.
Towards these tribesmen of the young man.
The disappointment and pain that life could not bear turned her will into thunder that pierced the sky.
"...Since you have turned your unique song into blood and flowed into this land in vain..."
"Then, until I, 'Suganakapachiri', hear the voice of that person... that 'Aru' again, this land will suffer eternal disaster..."
She announced this to the ignorant people who were outside the sacrificial site, who were lucky enough to survive and were fleeing in panic in the village.
There is such a huge gap between her strength and that of these young creatures.
One breath destroyed them all.
But this can't ease the pain in my heart.
Death is never the end.
A mad will enveloped the entire island.
"Leave a piece of consciousness behind! In Suganayama."
“Maybe there will be a turning point.”
There was another voice.
repeat three times.
The proud and hateful Thunder Bird: "My consciousness will destroy your ridiculous words that come from nowhere."
She wanted to see what would happen if she left her consciousness behind. Whoever came would be the target of her anger.
A consciousness of madness and hatred fell and mixed with the will of the cursed island.
She braced herself, but nothing appeared.
Her anger could not be calmed, and she stared at the charred earth where Aru had once stayed.
Year by year.
Watching those ridiculous people struggling again and again, and dying on that day.
But it’s not enough, not enough…
The evil thoughts in her heart and her hatred towards humans made her fly towards the other island where the hairless people lived. The thunder split the sky and the earth, and split the vast ocean.
She destroys everything she sees.
Until, the more terrifying divine thunder turned into arrows, and the unrivaled will of God pierced through her body and extinguished her consciousness.
The falling debris formed a huge thunderstorm, splitting the island apart.
"Friends never forget what important friends said!"
"Are you ready? Kapachiri, a promise that has not been fulfilled for thousands of years!"
The Thunder Bird opened its violent eyes, and the voice appeared again.
The God of Hope and Miracles looked at the sky covered with thunder and the purple sun rose from the Amanoglu Pass.
