In the vast expanse of universes our gaze is lead to a world twice the size of earth. The most interesting aspect of this blue world, is that upon a closer look there are no noticeably large land masses, in fact 90% of the entire world is coved in ocean. This is the world called Umi.

Now let us look closer at this world, but where we will cast our gaze is not at the beauty of these blue waters and the secrets they hold, but at an island nation called Neptarious and what is happening at this time.

Neptarious

Port City of Trident

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Over the harbor seagulls cry looking for a free meal, ships sway in anchor waiting to set sail and travel the world to find new riches, but for a harbor of this size there was no life to be found, no call of dock works or the captains that owned these mighty vessels.

* boom boom ba da doom * *loud cheering*

Drums and loud cheering can be heard from the center of this city, quickly now lets us go and see what is happening, for it is not often that an event can bring even the most hardworking of ship captains away.

In the center square the most noticeable thing that stands out are the two people standing in between two posts that have a beam from one to the other with ropes around their necks, a man and a woman. Both are dressed in elegant looking clothing that have seen better days, rips and blood cover them in places from head to foot. Manacles covered in runes wrap their wrists and ankles, glowing faintly and suppressing any chance of escaping.

The woman is dressed in a light blue robe with a curved neckline, and bell shaped sleeves, the high waistline showing off her modest chest. Bruising covers her face marring but not hiding her beauty. Her blond hair covers the light blue eyes that watches the crowd looking for any sign of help, yet still holding the pride she feels.

The man was dressed in a white undershirt and pants that went to the lower part of his legs and a dark blue undress coat that reaches down to the back of his knees, the entire coat is lined with white linen the collar adorned with two small gilt brass flag officers buttons. (think British Royal Navy 1800s) Cuts and dried blood crisscross all over his body, a look of defiance covers his rough sea worn face, his brown-green eyes surveys the masses taking in everything that is around him.

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Two other individuals stand on the wooden platform, one with a black hood with eye holes stands next too a lever that is close to a post, the other dressed in a regal looking outfit stands near a corner and opens up a scroll of parchment and starts too speak.

" By order of our King, for the crimes of associating with a fallen god, praying to a fallen god, piracy of our kingdoms ships, killing of our kingdoms citizens, attacking of our allies, theft of sacred artifacts, disruption of trading waterways, and assisting pirates, these two criminals shall be executed by hanging from the neck until dead."

The crowd begins too cheer louder and the drum beat increases.

" I am sorry High Priestess I have failed in my duty."

The woman looks at the man beside her sorrow clearly showing in his eyes.

"It's alright, it's not your fault that these people betrayed our accord, it is their god that betrayed our goddess ... and punishment will befall them all." A small smile forms on her lips.

" Any regrets?"

" Just one..."

" Oh? And what is that?"

" Not being able to sleep with you at least once."

" HA! Oh captain, my captain still so bold."

" I reached this position just to get to you again you know."

A sad looks crosses her face " I know..."

" Say my name please Joel, one last time."

" ... Emma, I have, and always will love you."

" Forever?"

" Forever."

The drum beat is at a pace so intense that it drowns out the cheers of the crowd, on a signal from the well dressed man the black hooded executioner pulls the lever and the trap doors beneath the two's feet fall away from them, the drums stop and everything is silent as the body's jerk as pressure is placed on them from the ropes on their neck, and then they are still.

A light rain starts to fall and the hooded executioner looks up but sees no clouds in the sky.