“The situation in the big tree brought about the final break in my relationship with my childhood friend, Ari and his people.
We, the people of the small cave, approach matters in a much different way. We support the notion that our ways should coexist in harmony with the spirituality and peacefulness of the place and should rely on the base of the rocks which carry out the heavy work. Over them, all the magic of Anima Key unfolds in pipe and string music and none toils effort.
The entity of the cave allocates light chores to the waves, which in turn move in and out of her embrace, altering the aperture’s shape, giving new rhythm to changes.
She allows air to transfer its seeds and rain to irrigate, transforming their colors.
She establishes hierarchy into all movements. The invisible hand of a structure that dominates through the inversed throne of the great cave, engraves moments and personifies walls. So that we can forever remember what has been painted and may, at any time, restore the historical truth”.

Ari and Jahniet were little children when they first met in Anima Key, hand in hand with their fathers; they started studying each other until the foreseeable end of the day. Ari welcomed him with the use of the same techniques Daman had been teaching him and in their first encounter, led Jahniet to get extremely exhausted. He marginally managed falling asleep before fainting.
“You are what you dream of and as long as you stay in line, I will spare you! So go to sleep and let me carry you over to your rampart and put you down, while you still can!” little Ari threatened.

The next day, Jahniet had already become aware that if he wanted to dominate in the games of the beach, he had to follow a different, more conciliatory tactic than the one given to Ari under the tutoring of the imposing, Daman Purpura.
The group of two children would participate in many beach activities. Alongside and through each action, their characters were being built and would accompany them to the big decisions they would have to take in the future. So, some of the favorite acts of both proved to be the construction of shading structures and ornaments for their small huts, the ramparts, which housed their few possessions and protected them at bedtime.
Every night, however, they were planning in their minds to steal the sweets in the neighborhood and every morning they would get up first of all the people of the beach. According to Jahniet’s logic, they should gather as many as they could, what would just enough in order not to be discovered, but every time, Ari was taking a few more than accounted for. Then Jahniet would return a sum of his own and in the final countdown he always came out to be the loser in this game with the sweet thefts.
Later, various sport beach games with handmade guns, bow and slingshots followed, in which Ari, as usual, managed better.

The one and only game in which little Jahniet took over and never fell again, was played once but enough.
The Sun scorched so much that they thought they were locked in an oven when Jahniet suggested to Ari, they hide in the big, cool cave. There he had already prepared the chessboard and erected the chessmen. No sooner had Ari made five movements than he realized that not even in this game of chess, he would pay the price for all his past victories. It took just six moves to eat Jahniet’s queen.
“Ι will pin a fork in your back row, with a dual skewer attack. I will reveal and check and remove your guard with an intermediate interference! The whole preparation of your defense will fail again! It seems to me, I was trained well!”

Abusing once more his emerging winning position, he rant, alas ran out of time before mocking. Jahniet suddenly carried his officer in immediate threat position of Ari’s King.
The seventh move proved that the previous one, the queen’s sacrifice, was intended to give time to Jahniet’s cavalry to manage and block the king’s escape passages. Jahniet’s first victory in any game was a reality. Obviously over stressed for the first time, Ari had the last word, reflectively ready.

“I am the king and will never surrender! Even If you light up the cave in flames, I will escape to the sea and if you dare come to win me there!” He threw the king into the sea, then he swam and got lost within the walls of the cave, in one of the oldest tales from the cave drawings, engraved by the very first people of the place. They described the time when humans first appeared in the Key and had their own great kings.

Back then, there was an even bigger than today great tree, standing right in front of the waterfalls. It had countless roots housing the people of the trees. Anima, son of Kyon, the first king of all first men, came to be their leader.
There was a great cave, too, further away, and it was huge, twice the size of the present one. There dwelled the people of the cave, ruled by Beyond, the bastard daughter of Kyon.
Because of the zealous rivalry between the mothers of the two siblings, the cave dwellers had the arboreal for natural enemies and so every night they went out rushed from the meteoric rocks to the rampart of the tree and pillaged the roots. If they found someone of the trees, they would attack and sometimes kill him. The arboreal could not see through the branches and the roots so clearly in the dark and couldn’t defend themselves. So, as time flowed, many were lost.

Finally, the desperate king of trees called for a council composed of five members, Roeuc, Reive, Sourre, Rich and Rouch.

“Oh consultants, our enemies, with their ability to attack at night, have won completely. We cannot strike back at day because we do not know how they defend their nests. They are very dangerous and we must decide what to do. Advise me!”

Roeuc proposed a peace treaty should be made with the enemy, because they are strong and tireless. Reive said that the enemy is not only omnipotent but ruthless and immoral. No peace will last. Instead, they should search to find some advantage to help them in battle. Sourre advised that just because the opponent is so strong, there should not be any battle. It will be better to retire to a safe haven.
Rich said that they should fortify in their root homes. If they left they could never return. Rouch thought of searching and asking for assistance by their allies, and together take a stand.
Anima was not satisfied in what he heard from his advisors so he turned to Cho, a hermit and an old counselor in his father’s reign.

Cho agreed to the fact that the intentions of the king’s counselors were good but insufficient for such a worthy opponent. The right course for actions should be taken by intriguing machinations. Spies that could discover vulnerabilities should be placed in the enemy camp. And the king agreed.
But as this was a very good plan, it may have already been implemented by their enemies. So, their spies must witness a rigged fight between the alleged traitor Cho and the king of trees. In response to the vile insults and the beating scaling up to bleeding point, it is sure they will be misled into thinking that Cho is indeed their enemy’s enemy.

The people of the trees should then, disappointed by the outcome of the war, abandon their roots, secure themselves in the woods and wait for the news from the front. In this way, Cho will gain the confidence of the opponents and he will be able to discover the location and weaknesses of their hideout.
Anima King did as the wise counselor planned and immediately started the fight. Cho used the most unsightly and embarrassing expressions he knew, so that all the other people got outraged enough to demand from their king to bring order and a just punishment to the old man.
Truly he beat him with such rage that bathed him in his own blood, watering the big tree. Afterwards, Anima led the rest away from home to the security of the waterfall forest.
The opponent’s spies informed Beyond, their dreadfull queen, on the brawl and she decided the final strike, an outright attack on the frightened tree people.

By night, they arrived at the big tree only to find it vacant, so they decided to search for the escape route. At that time, however, Cho caught the attention of the queen with a dry cough. Surprised Beyond heard the cheers of the injured tree man. He explained that Anima king got furious when he heard his proposal to bear taxes and provide for the cave dwellers and then thrashed and threw him to the tree.
Now, he promises assistance to the cave dwellers as long as they help him regain his strength. Then he will lead them to the place the tree men hid, and let them finish them off, as they deserve.
The proposal was tempting and queen Beyond asked for the advice of her five wise counselor ladies, Coeur, Viera, Rousse, Ichir and Choour.

While Coeur and Viera did not trust and wanted Cho’s death, Ichir and Choour credited his presence beneficial, of at least, as to where, the tree People could have escaped. Before Rousse could speak his mind, queen Beyond had already decided that they should host Cho in their cave, hospitalize him and accept the deal. Cho agreed to receive care and better food, then he quickly rushed and asked to nestle somewhere until he got well. Without offending the others, he sought to make his shelter at the entrance of the cave. But he had other plans as well.
Unobstructed all this time, Coeur insisted in warning his king about his suspicions but all his preaching fell on deaf ears. Beyond was impressed by the flattering words of Cho and had ears for no one else.
Eventually Coeur and Viera convinced Rousse and left the cave, unable to believe the coquetry of their leader. So Cho, unbothered, continued his penetration into the interior of the cave. There he defecated his need in selected, strategic locations, joining them together with a thin string. He would blanket the stench with twigs and lightly cover the thread clues and then he would withdraw elsewhere. When he completed his unholy work, he left quietly to meet the tree people in the forests where they were hiding.
There, he reported to king Anima, telling him that his work was finished but there was no time for explanations. They had to instantly set fire to the mines he placed in the cave which was used as a hideout by the cave dwellers. Starting from the small combustible mountain that he had created at the entrance, the explosions would be consecutive, leaving none alive.
The small mission, prepared for this purpose, lit the first pellet of toxic materials and the explosion marked the beginning of the end of the cave people and the split of the huge cave to its present state. Cho had indeed built a funeral pyre for his saviors, while his own kin returned unharmed to the roots around the big tree.

In an impressive set of rain and croaking thunders which extinguished any hint of fire, along with the aid of the old man, Anima was declared the fairest king of all first men. He controlled everyone and he never trusted, he locked and threw away the key into the sea, nor again did he open his home to any enemy.