Since ancient times, the inhabitants of "Lumaria" have prayed to the Moon, asking for protection from the horrible monsters that lived on the outskirts of their small town and for much prosperity in their fields, animals, families, etc... Because an old woman Legend said that many years ago, the world was plunged into terror at night, it was totally forbidden to go out at night... Everyone had to return to the town at dusk, because if they didn't make it, they would stay in the dark forest... And everyone knew that he who stayed in the darkness of the forest would never return...

Until one day, a young girl from the town got lost in the forest... Her name was Sarahí and she had gone to pick some flowers for her mother, but she got lost in the forest looking for the happy flowers... When she finally found them, she realized that it was beginning to get dark... She felt desperate, so she started to run, but unfortunately she tripped and fell into a bush full of thorns... The young woman was very injured, but still she did not give up and tried to ask for help... She thought that no one had heard her, so she fainted, exhausted and sad... But the truth is that someone had heard her... It was the Moon... She found her, cured her and protected her by The night, the next morning, he guided her back to her village, so she arrived safely at her home... So since then, it has been like a tradition to pray to the Moon... Or rather, like this was...

Well, everything changed one fateful day 22 long years ago... The day the Moon mysteriously disappeared, without a trace... That day was a somewhat strange day... I remember it perfectly, although I was only 4 years old...

The day passed like any other, the Sun shone very brightly... Everything seemed almost perfect... What made that day more special was that that very night we were going to celebrate the Moon festival, so while all the men harvested fruits, vegetables, grains and more, the women cooked all kinds of typical dishes from our home... And we, the children, went for petals from the Moon Lily flower (white flowers that smelled very pretty). .. The lilac priestesses took us to the field to pick them and once we arrived, we filled all the baskets with pure petals... When we finished, it was almost starting to get dark, so the priestesses took us back to the village... Once it was completely dark and the Moon was at its maximum point (I mean it was a full Moon), they called the entire village and we stood around a huge pole that went up to the sky, since this was considered the sacred point where we stood. could communicate with the Moon...

Then, the village chief passed by and sat in front of the post... While the orphan children (Like SMG3, Tari, Bob, Melony, Boopkins and I) began to carry the baskets of petals that we had collected hours before.. Then he began to say phrases like "Luna, accept these offerings of peace and gratitude" or "We hope to please you"... Then, we all didn't stop and held hands, while the chief began to say the same poem, so that The Moon will accept the offerings and protect us for another year...

The poem was more or less like this:

In the dark night, the moon rises,
with its pale mantle of soft thorn,
reflection of dreams, whisper that takes
the country breeze, its divine dance.

Oh, silent beacon, guardian of the skies,
Desires are written on your silver face;
Under your gaze, the river murmurs,
songs of love that time rushes.

You are the lover of old troubadours,
his lyre that longs for with sweet reflections;
the poet names you in his quiet hours,
while the stars tell them their fairies.

In your tender embrace, the shadow embraces,
and the rose bush blooms in the sweet threat;
in the sacred corner where the soul breathes,
The moon is witness to how much he sighs.

And the years flow, the story fades,
but your light persists, it never falters.
Oh wandering moon, with your ancient face,
welcome my sorrows, accompany my path.

When everything falls asleep and the night settles,
In your nostalgic light the heart is nourished.
The moon, silent, rests on the world,
It is an old poem in which the wind rests.

But suddenly everything began to cloud over... At first we thought it was just a big cloud... But after a few seconds, many lightning bolts began to fall everywhere, while everyone was looking for shelter... The adults worried about their own children, so Mario, Luigi, Saiko and Meggy were taken by their parents to some shelters with them, while SMG3, Tari, Bob, Melony, Boopkins and I were looking for where to hide... One of the adults pushed me very hard and I collided with some stones... My arm started to hurt a lot, probably because I broke it... SMG3 realized and came back to help me... He took me by the other arm, he took me to the place where he was hiding with our friends...

However, after that, I don't remember almost anything, since I was very small at the time... So SMG3 tells me that while we were hiding inside the rubble, he saw how the Moon began to become engulfed in a whirlwind of black clouds... After that some very loud thunder began to sound, but they were so loud that 3 covered his ears with his hands... When we woke up, it was already daylight, but the town was completely destroyed by lightning ... It was difficult to recover everything that was lost that night and today, 22 long years later, some houses in the town are still destroyed...

Now the town lives in terror... Since the nights are dark and monsters prowl the forest... And in fact now it is totally forbidden for us to go out... Although there is less and less food and more deaths in the village. .. SMG3 tells me not to worry, but he doesn't understand... He doesn't understand that the forest speaks to me in my dreams and every night it repeats the same enigma to me "Where you are... And you are not... The Moon will be... And it will not be... You will seek it and you will bring salvation... And you will not be alone... With whom you love the most you will go..." I still don't understand what those strange words mean... But I know that the forest is calling me and screaming for me to leave the village... As if something terrible were going to happen again...