Chapter 1-White With A Tint Of Emerald

A sky... A sky filled with purple, a light purple that floods the eyes. No clouds, no movement, the sky was just purple. Then came a being. A tiny pink-colored alien, with pointy ears, and print-like splotches. The alien's eyes were green and timid they looked back at the awoken stranger. Slowly the stranger moved and seated upwards. Revealing, even more, a brown and maroon red planet. Houses made of the solid clunky ground that surrounded them. Grass-shaped like teeth flowing in the wind with their blue teal color. Quickly the alien started sweating wildly and hastily backed away from the stranger.

"W-Where am I?..."

The stranger looked down at their hands. They were covered in healed scars.

"W-What is this?"

The stranger looked up then around once more. Noticing the tiny pink alien once again.

"H-Hey... You... Um, can you tell me where I am?"

The alien looked even more worried, its body was shaking crazily and sweat was pouring from it at this point.

"T-There's no need to be afraid I..."

The alien quickly turned and jolted away as The stranger reached out towards it.

"I'm sorry about him."

The stranger quickly turned and found himself faced with a taller alien, however, this alien was a light sky blue. With red eyes that were calm, and no print patterns.

"My name is Abel, and that is my son Vite."

"H-Hello..."

Vite quickly retreated behind his father. After greeting the stranger.

Suddenly Abel pulled out a warped yellow flower. Shaped like a jagged stone.

"Now if I could have you lay back down, you see... Your wounds aren't fully healed yet. At least for your legs that is."

The stranger looked at his legs they were deep red and solidified. However not fully healed. As the stranger laid back down he found himself staring back up into the purple sky, but instantly of staring at the sky he turned towards Abel and watched as he crushed the rock-like flower.

"Hey... Abel? What exactly are you doing?"

Abel smiled as he began explaining himself to the stranger.

"Well you see, I'm crushing this Sabinito to heal your wounds."

"Sabinito?"

"It's our planet's most precious and useful flower. It can heal any type of wound within days. Repairing them like they never opened. However, it doesn't heal the scars the wounds leave behind... Sorry."

"It's okay..."

Silence filled the air as Abel finished crushing the Sabinito fully holding the clump of dust in his hands.

"Say stranger, what is your name?"

"My... Name? My name..."

Suddenly the stranger felt his head pounding as he tried to remember.

"My name is... M-My name is..."

The pain grew sharper like a knife being driven deeper and deeper into his brain. Then it stopped...

"I-I don't remember..."

"That's understandable you have been here for a mozen after all."

"A mozen? What's a mozen?"

"Well, a mozen is a very long time. You see the easiest way to explain it to someone..."

Quickly Abel instructed to get a few rocks from the grounds around them. After gathering enough Vite came back and placed down four rocks. Before the stranger.

"A mozen is this."

"Four? Rocks?... Wait you said a very long time... Could you mean years?"

"If that is what a mozen is in your language then... Yes. Four yeers."

"No, no years. Like ears? but with a yuh sound."

"Yeairs?"

"Close enough..."

"Anyway this might sting a little, so please try not to move too much okay?"

"O-Okay..."

The stranger watched as Abel began sprinkling the Sabinito onto the deep red scab wounds. Instantly a prickly feeling followed by burning started filling the stranger's legs.

"A-Ah... I-It stings!"

The stranger crunched his fingers up against the ground creating dug-up streak marks. With some of the planet's dirt in his fingers. Then it stopped and the stranger slowly began calming down. As he looked back at his wounds. He saw they were gone and scars only remained.

"W-Wait... I thought you said it'd take a few days?"

"Well, you see that wasn't the first time we've treated your legs."

"It wasn't?"

"Nope, you have been here for four yeairs after all. Though everyone else was scared of you since your body was nothing, but blood and burns. But I being the village's medic could leave someone to die. So I did everything I could."

"T-Thank you..."

"You're quite welcome, however, I think it's time to get you settled and cleaned up. Don't you think?"

The stranger was in nothing, but rags and covered with maroon dirt.

"Come, let's get you back into motion."

Vite and Abel got on both sides of the stranger and attempted to help him up. They struggled from the stranger's weight. But they didn't give up and the stranger was thankful for that. As he had them as his crutches, the stranger once again stood. But could barely move as he was almost nothing, but bones.

"Even though you're body is hollow looking, you are quite heavy. But it's possibly because our race is weak. After all, we are a harvesting race. We are unable to do heavy lifting or intense labor that requires strength. Our genetics just aren't created for that."

The stranger felt sorry for Abel and Vite. But stuck with them even if he was unbalanced on the sides. As they slowly approached the village after twenty minutes of walking and stopping. Others of the race began to gather and behind the sight which was another being. They were all different colors, most similar as the only colors that could be noticed were pink, blue, red, and some white. They had pointy ears and different spot patterns. On their heads, they had hair, which wasn't hair. They were horns shaped like hair but never moved. Some had tails that were scaly compared to their skin. Which looked to be fleshy like a human. However, what really caught the stranger's attention was their inner irises were horizontal shaped.

A commotion broke out as even more gathered. "Is that the one?" "Yeah, that's him." "He looks so different!" "But he's all scarred up." "He's scary..." "Why is he here? I don't wanna die..."

The stranger heard this and noticed their worry about him.

"Abel... Why is everyone so scared of me?"

"Well... You see."