26: To the sea of dreams.

As the weather continued to get worse and the dead piled up one snidely. No one knew how to stop the power that was still growing as it escaped Joy Boys eyes showed a second circle.

Maya began to worry about her safety as the deadly power that escaped from Joy Boy was definitely not under his control anymore as the child lost his own consciousness.

"Big guy, we need to go, because he lost control of that thing!" Maya roared as she tried to communicate un all this wind and thunder in hopes to tell her new partner to use this time to escape from here.

She carefully picked up the boy who had his wide open eyes rolled back with blood mixed in with his tears.

Before she realized of what happened a soft hand picked up the pair on a huge palm as the legendary Iceland puller began to carry them to the edge of the red line.

"Im called Orz." the 29 story tall sized man-orc announced proudly. As he happily jogged away from the storm that just kept getting bigger and more dangerous by the minute and the ground tuned red.

******

In an hour a huge figure has reached the edge of the red line;

Blue ... Nothing but blue.

Blue skieys without a cloud.

Blue Ocean without an end.

Orz turned around to see that they were followed by the tiny creature that he tried to smash before.

Looking at the tired Mary who was sleeping quietly on his lap while hugging a child in her arms. Anger took over as he lunged his humongous frame at the tick sized CP leader.

They clashed into each other with such force that a canon can't measure up.

To Orz shock he dislocated the left shoulder in the collision.

{How can a tiny tic prick me so hard?} He was a little shaken in understanding that his enemy was actually strong.}

"You... Go for a walk in the sky and leave my friends alone please."

With a soccer kick Orz lunches the tick miles away to give themselves time to escape.

As the small tontatta CP leaders tiny white suite fluttered off as a button that held it together ripped off from the impact. As he flew throe the air he thought that maybe being a slave is not what everyone liked to play as.

Maybe they are not pretending to dislike getting hurt.

Maybe just maybe slavery is not a fun game like the teacher told him.

Maybe working and dyeing to the whims and desires of the Gods is nor something that everyone wishes and strives for.

Maybe the teacher is wrong.

He was given a name "Dred" by his teacher.

Maybe freedom is not just a word.

"I want to be free to." with a sigh an orange/green striped squirl man with a eye patch did not try to get back to the fight.

Even thou he could have dodged that kick.

Even thou Dread likes to fight. And he wanted to see how strong the big mountain of an org men big. For some reason the small child that the girl held gave Dred a feeling of actual fear.

How can such a small and week child that has no combat ability make his skin crawl?

He had to let the mountain go to let the child grow and come back to give him a real feeling of freedom as they punch each other to death.

******

Orz did not wait for the enemy to return

As he carefully placed the pair of tired friends on his head and used a huge straw-hat to cover them.

Backstory of the hat:

This hat was given to him by a giant that was his only friend in the coliseum. The proud worrier had taught Orz how to fight. But the cruel Celestial decided to put the pair up for a death match just to see who will really come on top as ether one of them had won too many times.

In the end Orz who stood the winner had to put the end of his father figure with his own hands.

"Take this hat of mine my son as it will bring you a happy freedom of life." The dying men coughed up a storm of blood. And with a week hand removed the old and torn throe time straw hat. His hands shook with pride as a humongous smile cover his face with great joy and he passed away as happy as a man in love on his wedding day.

The hat was too small for Orz but he still took it and wore it with pride. Orz hooked it tight to make sure that they don't fall off as he began to carefully climb down the tall red line.

Slowly he descended without rushing or worry of pursuit.

Somehow Orz felt that no one will chase them from now on. Well in all honesty the last attack from the enemy felt too week compared to the previous power.

It was as if the tiny guy let them go.

After reaching to the bottom it took him some time to find a large enough rock near the waves to comfortably lay down to sleep as he had ran out of energy and was just as tired.

Maya woke up the next morning to a smell of waves and cries of birds.

The waves roughly licked the red cliff that rose taller than the clouds to her back and an endless blue waves greeted her soul with joy.

As to how she got here Maya had no idea and at first it felt like a dream and Maya was too scared to wake up.

"Big sister I'm getting a little hungry." a voice that she recognized without even looking snapped Maya back to reality as she realized that the bountiful scene in from of her was not a dream but her new reality.

"I have some basic snacks in my pocket Joy Boy, but its not going to be enough for all of us she had to be honest as she locked with a sad face at the sleeping mountain of a man next to her.