A single tear trickled down the small warrior's face. She dodged to the left, her opponent's blade narrowly missing her. A small sliced bracelet fell  to the ground, followed by the long black hair it had been holding up. The warrior disregarded her fallen hair, still in two braids, but no longer beautifully styled around her head, her hair dragged on the floor. However, she ignored the braids and leapt towards her opponent, jabbing with the spear end of her scythe. Her foe barely dodged the red blade, thrusting their own blade forwards, impaling it in the small girl's thigh, blood tricking down her leg, dampening the already red stockings.

In her hesitation, the Gem's foe retrieved their blade, slashing again at her. The warrior swiftly and silently dodged, but she soon found her vision faded to black, as her stuffed red rabbit fell from her pearly white hands. Softly landing on the ground, the girl was unable to see what had happened to her. She reached for the doll, fingers curling around it. Vision returning only to find that her hand had been wounded, the blood mixing with the red markings on the girl's body.  She looked up as her foe's blade swung towards her neck. And her vision left, though the girl still held her means of sight. 

The metallic stench of blood was gone. In its stead was a sweet aroma. Pleasant to the young warrior's nose. Her eyes slowly opened, taking in the beautiful sky above and the fields of.... Of what? She didn't know. She stood up, half of her hair dragging on the floor, the other half held in loops by a single woven band. The other had been destroyed in a battle. She untied the band. 'Heliotrope' was all that it read in black and red, upon the white band. She wrapped her black hair around her shoulders, until she could replace the damaged band the warrior Heliotrope would leave her hair down or wrapped around herself. But she made a stern promise with herself. All she needed was a ribbon or band, then Heliotrope would tie her hair in loops of braids once more. But Heliotrope's first priority was finding out more about where she was.