Last Land

Black eyes from the south pole

In ancient times, precisely in the year 100,999 gizala, lived a beautiful young woman who was smart brave and very ambitious. His name is Balsas Zazia, he is the third best graduate student in the government education center. His father was Gelesis Zazia who was the mayor of Wehadel, the city closest to the capital Haladal. Balsas was assigned as the leader of the janitor at the top of the Haladal tree. Its leadership at the top of the Haladal tree is excellent, there is not a single area on this peak that is not maintained. I saw with my own eyes how good he was at leading the other members in charge of keeping clean. He was also highly respected here, not because he was the son of a royal official, but because all his decisions were very precise and never caused the slightest trouble. Everything went very well that year.

Until one event began, when the king of Makalat appointed another balasi as the youth leader of the Haladal kingdom, he was named Madail Nevutes, where he was not from the high-ranking officials. The youth leader of the kingdom is in charge and responsible for leading the work of the youth in all regions and in all the cities of the Haladal kingdom, including at the top of the Haladal tree, this means that Balsas is now under the leadership of Madail. Balsas looks very depressed because of the incident, why the king did not choose himself as the leader, instead he chose another balasi set from a family of land miners. Finally he was disappointed, the job that he had once been very diligent in now began to look uninspired. Plus now Balsas is under the leadership of Madail who is actually his own best friend.

On the first day Madail took the lead, Balsas did not take any orders from Madail, on that day he just played without direction and just had fun. The situation at the top of the Haladal tree was not conducive. Finally, all orders from Madail were carried out by the deputy leader. But no one complained, they just looked at it as a strange thing, because there was not a single nation that did not obey orders. All are obedient to the rules, all help each other in fulfilling responsibilities, because they know, this is what makes the Haladal kingdom survive in peace that can last for thousands of years.

Since then, Balsas has never been seen working again or leading on the top of a Haladal tree. I was always watching him, and he just seemed to be relaxing every day at the top of this tree, looking for beautiful scenery, sightseeing with delicious food, that was all he did every day alone, alone, and it looks so much fun to him.

One day, while he was walking leisurely, he met a figure that resembled a balasi but had black eyes. What Balsas actually met was not the Balasi, he was a young boy named Semelos, a Nastan who came from the top of the Haladil tree in the South Pole of the land of Abala.

Wait, are you surprised? Now you know that in the South Pole of Abala there is also life similar to life in the North Pole. I know it all because in this Haladal kingdom only I have ever gone to the South Pole, there has never been a single nation balasi who went there. Do you want to know what it's like there? Or how could Semelos be here? Of course I'll dismantle it, but maybe later, the most important thing now is Balsas. This was the beginning of the calamity that had occurred in the kingdom of Haladal, when Balsas met with Semelos who was sitting looking at the sky from one of the highest Haladal tree trunks.

Balsas: "Hey, who are you? What are you doing there? "

Semelos turned to look for the source of Balsas's voice. After finding Balsas, he smiled at her.

Semelos: "I am Semelos, who are you? "

How shocked Balsas was to see something he had never seen before, especially when he looked at his very black eyes, eyes that were different from those around him.

Balsas: "A a I Reply. "

Semelos leapt down the trunk of the tree and began to approach Balsas.

Semelos: "Why? Are you nervous? No need to fear, I am just one of the creatures of the universe, just like you. "

Reply: "Where are you from, why are you not like the people of our nation, you look so different and so creepy. "

Semelos: "Hahaha, maybe I am not that scary, I am just a universe creature that comes from the top of the Haladil tree, which is at the South Pole of the land of Abala. "

Reply: "What? Haladil Tree? What the scriptures say is true. I didn't think I could meet the people who lived there. "

Reply: "Hahaha, this seems interesting, can you take me there? To the Haladil Tree? Isn't that far away? How did you get here? "

Semelos: "You're curious? Secret dong! "

Balsa: "Well what are you doing here? "

Semelos: "It's also a secret, how about we just be friends? If we're friends, I'll answer all your questions as long as it's no secret. "

They were finally friends. Every day Balsas visited the same place to meet him, they played kidding and talked to each other. This even makes Balsas more happy in living his days are very relaxed.

Though I know, Semelos has its own purpose in the North Pole. A goal that would cause destruction to this universe.

One day, Balsas told Semelos about his frustration with the king for not choosing him to be the leader.

Semelos: "I am sorry for the misfortune that befell you Balsas, how could the king not choose you to be a leader. But you shouldn't be disappointed. You have to get up and do something to prove yourself worthy of being a leader. "

Balsas: "How? What am I supposed to do? "

Semelos: "My thoughts are very simple, if you can't lead the Haladal kingdom, why don't you try to be a leader in the universe. "

Balsas: "By the One. Can it be like that? Hahaha I'm so happy to hear that. "

Semelos: "What do you think, you and I are leading this universe? But first, I'll teach you about the law of the jungle. "

Semelos' sweet words brought Balsas very close to him, and strengthened his enthusiasm for self-evidence.

The days kept changing, the closeness of the two of them was undeniable. Eventually, they fell in love with each other. Love that will bring destruction to the universe.