8 years later
In the grand Schilla Empire, was a city filled with people who only knew happiness and peace. A city protected by the mightiest of the warriors who maintained the prosperity of the city.
From the lowest citizen to the richest person in the city, everyone was glad to be living there, the city had grown into what could really be called a heaven.
Yet in this heaven, today was a mournful day. For today marked the day when it lost its angel for forever.
The entire place was closed down and cloaked in silence. The streets were empty, paying respect to the one whose laughter they missed now. The people never celebrated anything today, as no amount of joy could overshadow the loss they felt on this day.
At the heart of this city, stood a magnificent palace - a mansion so grand that even just looking at it once gave birth to the feeling of admiration and envy in others.
