On the horizon of an absurdly long and thin swamp, a faintly red haze can be seen. This haze would often remind one of the sun's glorious rays during the daytime, of how their rays would bounce off of the droplets on the sturdy, picturesque vegetation when asking one of the jungles' fastidious and robust residents, or of how its rays would graze the tips of the grassy plains' long grass when asking one of the members of any of the warlike traveling tribes inhabiting the plains.. As these rays hit everything one could imagine, it was bizarre to see it giving focus to a certain bustling and squalid community that could be seen in the heartlands of the swampy land, almost as if the sun itself were an eye observing its populace. When not in their straw huts or loud market-places, the members of this community's days were filled with collecting rice from rice paddies from humongous farming complexes guarding the edges of their settlement. These armored complexes were like a firm line on the settlement's perimeter, with giant stone walls armed to the teeth by squadrons of men with iron-tipped spears and luxurious armor pieces with huge matching symbols of a bloody red griffin adorning their fronts and backs, causing their footsteps to make quiet clinking noises. Beyond these farming areas, brief stretches of well-trodden cobblestone roads could be seen drifting off into the endless plains beyond the swamp, territory only charted by the persistent stream of merchants who would cross in this particular section of the swamplands due to the settlement's existence. The swamp's long expanse like an endless wall of viciously strong creatures and bizarre, dense vegetation cutting the plains in half, and only with intermediary settlements interspersed along the swamp's expanse could the crossing of the thinner parts of the swamp be possible. Certain settlements along the swamp would inevitably become extremely wealthy, either from being used as an important hub to exchange fresh mounts, trade for food, or when used to relieve stress via various entertainment and commerce centers the different settlements would have in their core areas, the areas in the city that are completely surrounded by the fortified farming complexes. Now, above this intricate landscape, a dim blue light can be seen streaking across the sky above it.
"Hahaha, I'm fucked! But so are they, no? Hahahahahahaha!"
A tiny fairy, perhaps as tall and wide as a finger, was covered in a dark robe whose hood barely covered the frantic pitch black eyes that accompanied its face. As its unbelievably fast journey across the sky progressed, its eyes grew more and more frantic and the very robe it was wearing began to deteriorate and unravel at the ends from the winds whipping against it.
"Faster, faster, faster! I must do a good deed! But how will I have time?"
Disjointed and rabid, the fairy began to emit a deep red light in its eyes that seemed to correlate to its speed increasing ten fold, thus causing the previously dim light it gave off from its figure as it collided with the air at high speeds to turn into a blinding white sphere whose scalding rays dispersed nearby clouds and left long patches of incinerated vegetation and lava thousands of miles below. To a birdwatcher, it was a horrid sight not only for the reason of those rays being of the blinding sort but also due to those rays setting any nearby flying bird flock on fire, their members dropping from the sky so synchronously that it almost looked intended.
"I will find someone! I must!"
In less than a second, this fiery fairy disappeared and reappeared thousands of miles away, a large expanse of fresh sizzling lava connecting the original takeoff point to the fairy's current position above a gigantic lake that just lost half its water to evaporation. The fairy, looking down at the boiling lake-water, raised its hands together and rubbed them.
"Ura! Ura! Urararararara!!!!!!!!!! GO!"
Losing its aura of heat, the fairy vanished in a bizarre fashion that would make anyone scratch their head in confusion. The fairy's head had become translucent before the rest of its body rapidly followed suit, the fairy's body then collapsed in on itself like a black hole before a loud sonic boom resounded from its position. The fairy was unable to see the damage it had done to all the surrounding land as it was already hundreds of thousands of miles away. Appearing multiple miles high in the sky, the fairy fell to the ground like a bird with clipped wings, its expression endlessly exasperated and grim as it landed on a bed of soft grass.
"My robe was destroyed..."
Shedding a tear at the realization of its most prized possession being ruined, the fairy started turning its head to look around at the blades of grass more than ten times as large as itself before deciding to rest against a small stone for a moment, its scarred ears perking up in the direction of water running along tiny streams that streaked across the plains. The ambience distracted the fairy from its grief and dire situation for only a short minute before it regained its energy and conviction. Thinking of how it only had a brief time before his pursuers scoured the land he was in now, the fairy shrugged its weary figure and shot up into the sky.
"Who to pick, who to pick," were the words that the fairy muttered to itself in a cadence so quick that its words sounded like garbled nonsense as it glanced at the mortal life forms beneath it in the plains and swamps within a thousand-mile radius.
"Hmm... You!"
With great emphasis on those last clearly spoken phrases, the fairy made an invisible dash to an unremarkable, lonely figure waist deep in the water of a rice field.
'Ahhhh, this back-breaking work is going to kill me one day,' was the thought of a bedraggled dark-haired boy dressed in rags as he trudged through his muddy work. 'It's so damn hot, and I've been stung by millions of mosquitos at this point. I hope I don't get sick again.' Bending over to continue cutting the stalks from rice paddies with an impressively sharp scythe, a strong torrent of wind abruptly knocked him onto his butt, making his entire waist wet.
"Damn!"
Sitting there for a second in anguish, the now soaked figure stood up, the rags on his body dripping. The second he was on his feet, he heard a faint voice ask, "Do you have a wish you want granted?"
Startled, the boy hastily turned in every direction only to find an eerie emptiness of everything other than the typical mosquitos and wide expanse of water filled with rice-paddies. Typically being the only one in this part of the field, he was never offered help by other laborers, so he was confused and now afraid.
"Where are you?", was the question the boy asked as he gripped his scythe harder, still swirling his body in all directions to find the direction the voice came from.
"Right here!"
Glancing up, the boy saw a fairy a foot away from his head, he immediately took a step back and wearily kept his eye on it. The fairy was bleeding from its red-tinted eyes and scarred ears causing there to be multiple rivers of deep red blood running down its nude body. Keeping this standstill for many long seconds, the fairy eventually broke the silence with a patronizing smile and spoke in a raspy voice to say, "I am here to grant you a wish, it is my duty. Don't waste any more time now."
Still frightened both by the appearance of the fairy and its abrupt arrival, the boy didn't respond in any way other than by backing away and holding the scythe's sharp edge in the fairy's direction.
"I don't want any trouble, just go please."
The fairy, upon hearing these words, looked down at the boy with a sinister, toothy grin before replying.
"I will kill you and eat your brain if you do not make a wish of me at this very moment."
"...."
Those words continuing to reassure Rodik of his judgement to get away, he continued shuffling backwards, nearly tripping several times on the vines and stones hidden beneath the water. Watching this, the fairy's expression slowly darkened before he suddenly gave a hearty shout, "Fine, this was merely a formality anyhow!"
Suddenly blurring, the fairy appeared on Rodik's exposed shoulder.
"You should hit me with that scythe, it'd be entertaining to watch you delimb yourself," was the words that the fairy whispered into Rodik's ear before quickly going silent. Though now petrified and unsure of what to do, as surely he couldn't delimb himself, right? In this state, he could briefly hear the fairy mutter, "goodbye", seconds after its morbid statement before his shoulder could no longer feel its slight weight.
In the trees overlooking the large swath of the rice paddy lake, the tiny fairy could be seen annoyedly pacing in thought on a thick tree branch hundreds of meters above before a space in the air opened up a meter in front of him, blue and releasing a deeply chilling air from its crevice. 'I'm lucky that I was able to read his mind for a wish considering my state..' Glancing down at its tiny blood-streaked palms and nude body, it raced into the portal in front of it while thinking of how he would explain giving a precious wish to a mortal.