The wind goddess chuckled softly, her voice carried by the currents around them. "First of all, call me Vay, OK? And you see, Ry, I can sense the purity and innocence within people's hearts. When I saw you, I knew you were special. Your burden is heavy, but your heart remains untarnished. It's a rare gift, and it deserves to be nurtured and protected."

Ry pondered Vay's words, finding solace in their presence. "Thank you for being here with me, Wind Goddess Vay

Just vay, {vay interfered but careless ry carried on and said} I don't feel alone anymore."

Vay's tone turned earnest. "Ry, you are never truly alone. The world is filled with beings and wonders you can't even imagine. Embrace the connections you'll forge along your journey, for they will be your strength in times of darkness."

As the Vay carried Ry through the night sky, their conversation took on a playful and lighthearted tone, adding a touch of humor to the ethereal experience.

"So, Ry, have you ever flown with a wind goddess before?" Vay asked, its voice tinged with a mischievous charm.

Ry chuckled, his apprehension fading away. "No, definitely a first for me! But I must say, it's fun..."

"Is it better than the atomus ride?" vay jumped in with the question.

"How long have you been following us, vay!!" Ry said with a smile.

The wind goddess laughed, her voice like a soft breeze. "I'm glad you're enjoying the ride! Just don't forget to hold onto your hat. Lost a few to the wind in the past, you know."

Ry instinctively clutched his cap, a smile spreading across his face. "Thanks for the tip. I wouldn't want my hat to go on its adventure!"

As the Wind Goddess and Ry floated through the night sky, they became friends, and their conversations became even more filled with laughter and friendship.

"Hey, Mighty Wind Goddess Vay, have you ever raced against a shooting star?" Ry asked, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

The wind goddess chuckled in its voice playfully, but had an expression change to a little competitiveness. "Oh, I've had my fair share of races with shooting stars. Let me tell you, they're quick, but they can't outmatch the speed of a mischievous wind like me!"

Ry grinned mischievously. "I bet you always win!"

Vay winked it from swirling with an air of confidence. "Of course! I am the wind, after all. It gives me that extra boost, but if that's now enough, then I can become lightning as well!"

Their banter continued as they zoomed through the starlit expanse, their laughter trailing behind them like stardust.

"Vay, do you ever get tired of making all those whooshing sounds?" Ry asked, unable to contain his curiosity.

Vay feigned exhaustion. "Oh, you have no idea, Ry! Sometimes I just want to take a break and enjoy some peace. But then I remember how much I love seeing people's hair blow in the wind, and I can't resist!"

Ry laughed, imagining Vay taking a nap and the world being filled with an eerie silence. "I can't imagine a world without you and your whooshing sounds! It wouldn't be the same."

They shared a moment of laughter, Vay's ethereal form shimmering with joy. But then, with a hint of seriousness, it asked, "Ry, what do you think courage means?"

Ry thought for a moment, his voice growing earnest. "I think courage is about facing your fears, even when you're scared. It's standing up for what's right, even when it's hard. And it's never giving up, even when things seem impossible."

Vay's tone grew warm, its words filled with admiration. "Well said, young one. Remember, courage isn't the absence of fear, but the strength to overcome it. And with a heart as pure as yours, I do not doubt that you'll face any challenge that comes your way."

As they descended into the tranquil grove, the Wind Alien God's form brightened, almost dancing with excitement. It turned toward Ry. "Ry, before we part ways, there's one last thing I must warn you about."

Ry tilted his head, a playful smile on his lips. "What is it, Vay? Are there mischievous tree spirits in this grove?"

Vay chuckled, a gentle breeze rustling through the leaves. "Not exactly, but close! Be cautious of the ticklish vines that hide among the grass. They have a knack for surprising unsuspecting travelers!"

Ry burst into laughter, picturing himself being ambushed by mischievous vines. "I'll be on guard, Vay! No ticklish vines will catch me off guard!"

With a final, light-hearted exchange, the Vay gradually dissipated, leaving Ry standing amidst the serene glow of the grove. Grateful for the moments of laughter and guidance, Ry embraced the magic of the encounter, ready to face the world with a smile on his face and a heart full of courage.

As their journey drew to a close, the Wind Alien God slowed its pace, floating gently towards the peaceful grove below. Ry's voice held a touch of wistfulness. "I wish we could stay together longer, Vay. You've become my best friend."

As the first rays of dawn painted the horizon, Ry awakened from his dream, a smile gracing his lips. The memory of Vay's friendship remained vivid, reminding him that even in the darkest times, laughter and friendship could bring light.

The sound of the wind was replaced by the circling sound of wood burning in the fire, and the scent of an amazing, delicious food came tingling his nose. He looked for the source and found Uncle Spot cooking something. He went running and asked happily.

"What are you cooking?"

"…… huh, oh! Ry! You woke up, the food was just ready …..I was a little spaced out ...."

Uncle Spot, lost in his memory, replied a little late.

"What were you thinking ?"... Ry asked.

The silence took over. Uncle Spot smiled, looking at the sky, and said.

"It is not my first time in The Red Desert. This food was made by your father and me. We were on the verge of dying, and this porridge helped a lot."

"Whoa, you found the food here in the desert! " Ry said.

"You can find water, air, and sand here but not fire so I use the method called sand roasting where I make sand hot and after roasting dates, Figs, Prickly pear cactus, Dates, Jujube, and most importantly millets and I roasted it all in the sand by the help of electricity from atomus…" said Uncle Spot.

"You are HERO OFFICER OF THE SOLUS, Uncle Spot," says Ry.

"Okay, if you want to eat it, wake up, Zen," says Spot.

Ry salutes and says, " Aye aye, captain ".

Spot replies, "Say yes, sir, aye aye, captain is for the pirates".

"Aye aye, sir," replied Ry with a smile.

After waking Zen from his slumber, they had breakfast together and took some time to play. But playtime can't last forever, as they need to check the things their parents had left for them.

So the trio turns their attention back to the chest and the mysterious items inside. As they carefully examine the bow, they notice its intricate craftsmanship, each detail hinting at a deeper significance. It feels as though this bow holds a secret power, waiting to be unlocked.

The red desert had reverted to its former state. All the vibrant grasslands and trees had disappeared. Only the occasional sound of sand shifting in the wind broke the silence. Mornings in the Red Desert are… red, still, lifeless; all you see is sand. They say people must survive just one day, but that's easier said than done.

In this red wasteland of a cold, everything seems the same… nothing changes, the footprints vanish as soon as they appear. This makes people feel like they have made no progress; it breaks and destroys people's will and plays with their conscience. But it was easier for our trio as Uncle Spot knew his way around the red desert; otherwise, they would have ended like others…lost forever and succumbed to the coldness of the desert.

As the morning sun cast a warm rose glow over their campsite, Zen and Ry eagerly sat on a rock, their eyes wide with anticipation, even though the Boon of the Red Desert vanished just as fast as it appeared. Uncle Spot stood beside them, packing and ready to set and go.

"Look, it's all transforming to the red sand ." Said Ry after witnessing this transformation.

"Look at your hand, the fruit you are eating is also sand," Said Zen with a smile.

"Spit it out or else you'll be gulping sand," Uncle Spot remarked.

Foods, fruits, woods, leaves, and logs all transformed into sand simultaneously and at the same speed. Leaving no traces of knowing its existence, it was like… There was nothing here before.

For the trio, it was just a fun moment before they started to pack up their camping gear and get ready to go home, during which Zen saw the chest, in which the bow caught his attention. Seeing his brother explore was enough reason to get excited as well.

"Are you going to open the chest? Zen "

Ry was filled with excitement when he asked this question to his brother.

"Yeah! But let's ask Uncle Spot as well," says Zen, also full of excitement.

After hearing the boys calling for him, Uncle Spot came over and saw an open chest. He took a moment to admire what he saw: it was a bow, its sleek design shimmering in the fading light.

"Ah, boys, behold the legendary bow—the very one your mother used to wield!!!" Uncle Spot shouted in a sudden rush of Adrenaline, a smile gracing his face as waves of nostalgia washed over him.

"Mama used to use this!!" the boys exclaimed as they couldn't ever imagine their gentle mother could have the ability to use such a weapon. But they soon recalled that their mother was the dominant force in their house.

Seeing the boy's Uncle, Spot thought they needed more details, hence Uncle Spot continued, "This bow is not normal. It was gifted to your mother after they helped free the Peno-be-scot tribe. It has great abilities if I remember correctly.

Zen's excitement grew, and he leaned forward eagerly. "What kind of abilities, Uncle Spot?"

Uncle Spot leaned in, his voice hushed. "Well, young warriors, this bow possesses the power to create protective barriers, shielding you from harm, and that's not all! With a touch of soul power, the elemental nature of the arrows can change. Fire arrows, water arrows, wind arrows—you name it! It's as if the bow draws its power from the very essence of nature itself."

"What's Soul power, Uncle Spot!!?" asks curiously excited Zen, Ry looking at him like Zen stole some words out of his mind and mouth.

Uncle Spot replies,

"Soul power is something magical. You can't see it, but it exists, and if one is trained in the power of the soul, then one's soul can be used to absorb the energy of the universe. If someone has absorbed enough energy in their soul, then they can do magical things like flying in the sky and whatnot. I don't know much about it, maybe 35 percent…..well, you can be more powerful if you learn even 10 percent.....now let's get back to the bow.

{Uncle Spot was talking about Eliza like she was somewhere around the world, caring and loving others, except she was only in the memories; this feeling hit him.}

..…She was great, she used to be so fast with this ..her enemies, never even knew what hit'em….."

Uncle Spot didn't want his tears to be the first thing that made Zen and Ry remember their dead mother. He tried to make it look like it was the wind and the sand and wiped his eyes and squinted his eyes looking at the bow, Boys not noticing made him feel like the trick worked...

Ry's eyes widened with wonder and imagination. "Can I use the bow too, Uncle Spot?"