The End of Sky: Chapter 8
*This is a what-if story exploring if the world of Sky ended, from the perspective of the first Skykid.*
*You can read more here:* [https://archiveofourown.org/works/46634617/chapters/117444826](https://archiveofourown.org/works/46634617/chapters/117444826)
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The dim light of the sun faded. Night had fallen on the Home Island.
“The Sky realms are seemingly distorted in time. Yet, Home Island is the only place in the Sky world without this distortion. The ebb and flow of the world is strongest here; that’s why this place is solely ours.” Eron was rambling as The Astronomer gazed at the stars, barely listening to what they were saying.
“I wonder what Fly is thinking about all this. Are they really the…” The Astronomer looked distant and forlorn.
“The \*what\*?” Eron said. “Do you really think that-“
The Astronomer chuckled. “Yes, I think that.”
“Well, I think it’s just a rumor. There’s no way an Elder is currently flying around with Abacus.”
“Come on! Think about it, Eron. The Eye of Eden needed someone to lead it before the Kingdom shattered.”
Eron looked in suspicion. “Are you assuming we Skykids have that sort of power? Abacus once said that we do not rule over others, and the Eden Elder loved to do that. And even if it were true, what would it mean?”
“Do you not know the ancient folklore of the Eden King?” the Astronomer said. “They lived among the old generation of Ancestor Spirits, yet they were considered different. They had an ‘eternal light’ inside them and shined ‘as bright as a flame’, according to legends. We can see now that they’re…”
“The first Child of Light!” Eron said, with disbelief. “We must go to Abacus immediately!”
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The Forest Temple shined with an ominous blue glow. Fly was walking around, trying to find a way out. The gate wouldn’t budge, but I didn’t care- I was just focused on what the Steward said on that fateful encounter. The world was at stake, and there would be no room for error. One misstep, and I would disappear into the nothingness, much like the Steward did.
“Abacus! Do you know how to open this place?” Fly said.
I knew a different way to go through. “Hold my hand, Fly,” I said. “You are about to see something strange.”
I readied myself as Fly took my hand. I was about to perform a hidden technique, only known by those who gave up everything in pursuit of the Light’s powers.
I stood on a slope and slowly bent my knee. Fly watched carefully as we slowly descended through the Sky world. Reality bent and slipped away as we fell further and further down. Finally, the two of us arrived at the entrance of the Valley of Triumph.
“You can… do that?” Fly said, shocked.
“Ah, you will learn it in due time,” I said. “We must be as fast as possible.”
Fly looked around nervously. “I sense something bad…”
“What do you mean?” I responded. Isle had blinked out of existence, Prairie was consumed by darkness, and Forest was washed away. I wondered what would happen to the Valley of Triumph.
“I… don’t know.”
Whatever Fly had sensed, it couldn’t be good. I kneeled and descended into the ground again, but I was rusty. It was hard to decipher the distorted reality around me. Eventually, Fly and I entered a hidden tunnel and began to fly up.
We flew high above the Village of Dreams, toe-to-toe with the clouds. Fly was trying to see the beautiful village below, but there was no time. A gigantic blizzard had formed right behind us.
“Everywhere we go, destruction follows us!” I shouted. Fly responded with solemn silence, looking down at the Village of Dreams.
The winds were fiercer than ever. I was reminded of my ascension to the stars, trying to find the First Friend. Where had they gone? What have they brought to the Sky world in their absence?!
The Valley Stadium was visible on the horizon, just barely in reach. But the storm has caught on to us, and my light was weakening. My hand, numb with cold, began to dim. I could do nothing as Fly got separated from me; they were launched into the icy storm below.
Instinct was the only thing I had. My mind had been overcome with fury and fear. My emotions were unprepared for the world given to it. My body was a puppet, controlled by the last vestiges of itself. And yet, my soul remained- but only because it was forced to. The world itself was crumbling beneath my cape; and I had fully succumbed to the world.
Fly’s light fell deeper and deeper into the blizzard… until something strange happened. Their light was reignited in an unnatural way. A strange aura emanated from them as they rapidly flew up and towards the Valley Stadium.
Somehow, we had made it. We entered the Valley Temple slowly and solemnly.
Fly knew what to do. They meditated on the Valley Shrine, and after a while, they turned to face back.
“The Valley Elders weren’t there, right?” I said.
“No, they were.” Abacus shook their head. “They stood completely still. But I heard a single word from them- they said ‘sorry.’ I think I know what they mean.”
I looked at them, mostly confused.
“Abacus… you need to know.”
I stepped forward. “Know what?!”
Fly looked directly at me. “You must know that.. you are not the first Child of Light.”