Mirage

Introduction
Every writing here comes from the hidden archive in the Alpha Headquarters. These are the letters the Phantom King had written on ancient parchment scrolls dated to the rulers Mira and Zios's time. While reading, our top investigators have suggested that he had written these scrolls to his followers. Our investigators have not yet identified whether these writings are true or not, but we are currently excavating the newly discovered hidden library within the premises. We will continue to explore further to bring you more information. (The scrolls have also provided clear paintings depicting each scroll's message. With the help of some expert artists, we were able to renew the paintings back to their old, clear selves.)

- Qibli, an excavator participating in the investigation of the Alpha Headquarters.

Introduction
Mira. A graceful, simple, majestic blue hybrid crane female, known as the hero of Jamaa, the... the ''one. ''She was known as a kind ruler, the one who saved all of us, the one who loves all her jammers equally like a mother. The bird who had the most caring heart of all, not only beautiful outside, but inside. She was simply... special. Beautiful. Caring. Kind. Loving.

But when you look into my eyes, she is a completely new thing. She is... dark, cruel, chaotic... full of... ''discord. ''You may be thinking that I am crazy, but I am not. What I am saying is true, true to the very words, true to every paragraph you are about to read. This is Mira's dark side. Mira's true self. She is not the lovely ruler you may all know! Those are just... ''lies. ''Created by the Alphas themselves. Created to give her a good image to her fellow descendants.

Who am I, you may ask? Why, the Phantom King, of course. I am writing this to tell you her real story. For your own good. For your safety. For my and your sake. I am not a huge, stupid ball with tentacles that weighs about 1000 pounds. I am simply a black silhouette that can shift into any animal, although I prefer to be an arctic wolf at most times. You can, of course, identify me by my purple eyes or my purple streaked patterns on my completely black body.

If you are reading this now, I thank you. You are one by one lifting a heavy burden and anger lying on my shoulders. Mira has been a great problem to me, so I seek to wipe her and the Alphas completely to bring justice to Jamaa. If you join me, I promise we will form a colony together and be the strongest. The best of all best. We will remain more loyal and truer than... ''that idiotic blue chicken. ''Let me now explain my history and my dark past with her.

When I Met Her
Me and Mira were born at the same time. We were born in this... black vortex. A place where no dimensions existed, no anything, no animals, no sky, no land, just the both of us. We both appeared as tiny sparks. We were born fully grown, for some reason, and already knew how to speak to each other. So, in this black vortex, me and Mira faced each other, as if we were the only two in the entire world, as if only both of us mattered. As if only both of us were the only ones destined to live. When I took my eyes on her I.... I felt as if nothing was going to get me. I felt safe with her just standing there. I do admit, she was very gorgeous, but I did not mention it. And I will not let her beauty stop my plans, so do not rant about me siding with her anytime soon. Together, I touched one of her talons, and she smiled at me. I swear I felt warmth gathering in my face (again, do not mention this to me while I conduct plans), and, with her other talon, she waved at the dark blackness. All of a sudden, she had created a green, marshy area. I felt it in my paws, a soft, satisfying feeling, and we both called it "land." I went on to create the sky, making it blue after Mira's beautiful plumage, and she later decided it could also change colors to dusky brown, orange, yellow, and purple after my beige and dusky coat. I felt flattered. I was just an arctic wolf, why should I be important?

Creating "Jamra"
We continued creating this "world" together, eventually adding water, clouds, trees, swamps, all that you could think of. Except animals. I felt happy. It was a special haven, meant for me and her. For only us. We eventually named each other after creating the land and sky. She decided the name "Mira", originated from the word miracle, because she thought me and her were a miracle to be alive and create this haven. Me, I decided on Philemon, a simple yet elegant name, originating from my own personal side, which I will not mention in this writing.

Me and Mira continued to create this world, until finally, we rested after 4 moons (4 months.) We rested on a simple grassland, trees surrounding us. We lay on a soft, mossy patch on the grass, the tall Sarepia trees shading us from the bright sun. I lay on my side, while Mira comfortably lay one side of herself on my right shoulder, staring at the lovely creation we have made. We both decided to name the place "Sarepia Forest."

Mira glanced at me and gave me that same, warm smile when we first met. Once again, I felt warmth rush to my face, but I held it in. I smiled back. She focused her eyes once more on the perfect haven, still comfortable on my shoulder. Then, she lifted her head, glancing at me.

"What should we call it?" she asked me. I thought for a moment.

"Jamra," I said.

"What makes you say that?" Mira asked curiously, her blue eyes gleaming curiously.

"Nothing... just, sounds interesting and nice," I replied.

"Jamra it is," she nodded, smiling.

Once again, she lay her head on my shoulder, and I stayed there, closing my eyes. Smelling her familiar scent; pleasant tulips with a few pangs of clover. It was the best feeling in the world, with her there by my side.

A Feud (Second Scroll Discovered)
'We are currently reading the script and trying to renew the drawings and paintings in the scroll! Please wait for further updates in our investigation. Thank you for understanding!'

- Clover, the head of the group excavating the Hidden Library in the Alpha Headquarters