The Adventures of the Abelins
A Child Enters the World Anew
Every child is born with two things in mind. One, the desire to suck upon their mother's teat. Two, a purpose. Every life affects the other and every action has a reaction. These children may not know what their purpose is, or may not even want to fulfill their life's worth, but it shall be done by place of the universe. No one is worthless, and no one is left forgotten with no impact on their timeline. Everyone has a purpose, everyone is important, and everyone is needed.
You do not remember much of your world before. It was a dark time and cold, yet oddly familiar hands clutching your small forming and running. From someone, for something, it is unknown. All you could tell was the hurry they were in. You heard lots of screaming, yelling, and even a groan of agony from an outside occupant. It was cold out, you remember shivering and then the warm embrace from the hands' owner, holding you as if they wanted to strangle, yet keeping you in a position of safety.
The hands eventually let go and you were met you blue, teary eyes. Yo recognized the sensation as crying, as you had done before. The watery eyes gave you feeling of sorrow, forcing yourself to snuggle to the entity holding you. It worked, the eyes stopped watering and a smile formed. You could make out a face, full of gray with a fanged smile. There was a scar running down the, now identified, man's eye. He lacked the two appendages that had formed on your own head, but you paid no head to that as the man whistled and a great white beast came to you two.
The beast was smaller than the man, but much larger than you. It had sharp teeth which were barred at you for a moment before the man ushered a command at the beast to make it stop. You remember the beast's wet nose coming to your form and the even wetter tongue that came across your face, forcing a small amount of laughter from you. You hoped this beast would not leave you, but it did, it left you eventually. Not know, but later.
The man spoke an unfamiliar tongue to the beast (Although how many languages did you know at the time). The beast simply nodded at the man and continued to stare at you, it's eyes almost piercing into your soul. The beast did not see a child, but a man who would give everything for those he loved. The man then unslung a mysterious object and placed it onto the beast, nodding and turning you towards the man for the last time. He spoke, and these words, over the sweeps, had come more and more into your memory.
"I am sorry child, but you cannot live here in these dark times. I wish I could see you walk, hear you speak, teach you how to use my blade, but the gods forbid it. Oh child, I am so sorry you must learn without me, but you have my lusus, and he will teach you right as he had done me. You will become a strong man in better times then the ones the Highbloods have set upon us. You will resent me for leaving you, but it will all be done for you. For you, I give the new world my son, Derzet Abelin."
Even in your youth, you clung to the words "My son, Derzet Abelin". They brought smiles to your face in cold winters and times when your lusus could scavenge little food. The man's face was always clear to you as he finally gave you to the beast, his last goodbye before he ran off. You could hear the whine in the beast's final goodbye as he picked you up in his maw, walking off. The world became dizzy as he walked, the color's green and yellow invading your underdeveloped eyes. You don't remember much from the experience, but soon you awoke in a different forest from before. It was raining and your lusus huddled around you to keep you warm. He was willing to surrender his own well being for you, a tiny grub in the plot of an entire planet destined to face challenges it could never imagine.
Every child is born with a purpose, and your's is to let everyone win in the end.
