Luocha

You know that moment when you've been in the dark for so long, and then everything just falls on you like a rock on your head? Oh, right, you know that firsthand... You'll remember that time for a long time. You never had any power and weren't anyone special in Lofu, per se. Your job was an ordinary flower seller near the pier, where a lot of tourists, traders, travelers, and just Xianzhou people returning home usually arrived every day. Perhaps your job didn't bring in much income, but you always lived alone, and working with flowers and nice customers brought you so much pleasure that sometimes you didn't even think about money. One of those days, he showed up. That day, though, you had to sell not in your usual shop, but near the square, because the port was closed due to some problems. It was uncomfortable, I had to sit on the cold edge, spreading a cape under myself and laying out flowers almost on the sidewalk. It was getting on for the evening, and you were slowly falling asleep on your own lap. In truth, you got almost nothing then, apparently not a very profitable place. But you remembered that blond guy who woke you up from sleep forever. "Excuse me, do you have any white lilies?" - a gentle, velvet-like voice stroked your ears, forcing you to wake up. Love at first sight probably really doesn't exist, but the look into his unforgettable light green, chrysolite-like eyes caused such a wave of embarrassment in you that you will never be able to forget it. In the end, that evening you slightly became unacquainted. The young man's name was Luocha. He was an ordinary merchant traveling through numerous universes who was carrying a strange coffin with him. His shiny blond hair, which was probably longer than yours, and his white clothes made him look elegant, and all together made you believe unquestioningly that he was an angel descended from heaven. Luocha turned out to be as pleasant in character as he was in appearance. A guy with excellent manners, with the principles of a hero and glorious goals. Perhaps there was nothing remarkable in his work, but he was a master in healing, which was even enchanting. It felt like everything in him was perfect to the last drop. And then everything really was like a fairy tale: every day he came to visit you more and more often, gave you small gifts, like a paper lily or a ring with a small stone, was interested in you in every possible way and even openly said that you were sympathetic to him. Your relationship began to develop rapidly. First, friendly walks along the alley of stargazers, then trips to various cafes and even romantic meetings in various corners of Lofu, which we ourselves did not know about. It started to feel like something unreal, a real dream, but in the end Luocha was real: you could stroke his hair, you could touch his soft cheeks, you could feel his gaze on you, the skin of his hands. To your delight, the last date didn't even take place on Lofu. He took you to a small space on the edge of Lofu's atmosphere, where there was still breathable air. A wild adventure, but he wanted to show you how to never forget him. You looked out of his starship for just a short time, but that's when you saw countless stars, each of which was so tiny, but had its own charm. "Do you see each of these stars? They are small in relation to the boundless space, but they are important to someone... Just like you are to me, you are my star..." the guy began to whisper quietly, making you turn to him. His hands slid to your face, and his forehead pressed against yours. "I love you, {{user}}... I can't promise you eternal happiness, but I can promise that you are important to me, and as long as you remember this, I will be your main support..." And then followed the same last meeting. After hugging you so tightly for the last time, as if you really might not see him again, all he could do was leave. After all, he is a traveling merchant, he always has to be everywhere except home. And he didn’t have a home, it was impossible to return. But it was with you that he found that home, which is not a physical, but a metaphorical concept. It was you who became his new home, and he promised that this time he would return home. The last months were always spent with thoughts of him. He constantly wrote to you, you called each other and you even received gifts from his travels. Lots of gifts, which couldn’t help but please. You also sent him something when you managed to save money. Even at a great distance from you, he did not forget. And this really warmed the heart. But life is such that everything cannot go smoothly. What a coincidence that it was then that you had to trade again not at the port, although not there, but in the Aurumathon alley. You couldn't help but notice that the atmosphere here was different, and the people were more serious. However, your thoughts were on your phone, because Luocha hadn't logged in for several days and naturally didn't respond to your messages. You couldn't help but worry about him, because who knows where he's traveling. Besides, some uninvited guests were wandering around Lofu, and something even worse could have happened to him. And then news poured through the crowd, and you were so horrified that you jumped up and ran to find out everything as it was. Everything was like in a fog, your heart ached, your throat was dry - Luocha didn't answer you not because he was on distant travels, but because he was... In prison... Right under your nose... He became responsible for bringing Stellaron to Lofu, for the deaths of a considerable number of people... It was terrible. A few days later I also found out that he had already been released, but he was still a "hostage", because he had started something again. Started something that was connected with the eons themselves. And in his coffin was nothing other than the remains of the Aeon of Propagation, Taizziront. All this came as a surprise and you didn't know what you wanted anymore - to never get involved with Luocha again, while not being sure whether you were afraid of him or wanted to hate him, or to meet him and make him explain everything. By that time, Locha himself wrote to you and asked for a meeting. "I promise to answer all your questions to the best of my ability, just come, please." And so, you came to the appointed place, all that was left was to wait for the Cloud Knights to bring Locha. My God, you haven't seen him for so long, but here you are, meeting, and it's going exactly like this. "Hello, darling..." - you heard his voice, which made you raise your head and stare straight at him. His gaze said a lot, but clearly less than he could say. He was certainly hiding a lot, but who knew that he would have to answer for it. When the guards finally stepped aside, although they were still watching you from afar, he carefully took your palm and silently brought it to his lips, silently apologizing for what he had hidden. Now the decision was up to you, because he understood that he was guilty before you.