Chapter 1: Records of Time: The End


The Legend of Aesir...

A legend from the dawn of time.

Nobody knows where the world came from. A struggle caused the Trinity of Realities to be split into three realms: light, darkness, and chaos.

Obviously, our world was the one born from chaos.

The three worlds all needed rulers. Most of all, ours. And the one that ruled the chaos became known as Aesir.

Aesir spent the first eternity quietly looking upon the Earth from his holy mountain. Where we only see reality and make it match our rules of the world, Aesir saw through reality, and those visions became our world. These observations became Aesir's power.

Aesir's eyes were truly the eyes that created the world.

However, Aesir pitied the humans for their naivety and lack of free will, so the power he wielded was split into two equal halves and entrusted each to humanity's instincts: the Right Eye of Light, and the Left Eye of Darkness. By dividing the power of the eyes of Aesir, humans gained free will...

They could now choose.

With control of the Eyes of the World, the eyes that determine destiny, humans could choose their own paths. They awoke to their own identities.

Man is but a reed, the most feeble thing in nature, but now we were thinking reeds, and we took our first big step towards grand prosperity.

The inheritors of the eyes of Aesir had been granted the power of creation.


Bayonetta fell through the sky, shooting angels left and right. The enemies were coming nonstop.

She spun, landing on another falling structure. Her high heels echoed off the metal as she slowly walked forawrd.

In front of the woman was a masked man, cloaked in white and gold robes billowing in the wind. The mysterious man threw a shinning, white feather into the air.

The feather opened a portal, summoning another angel from the higher hierarchy. The angel Fortitudo appeared.

"A Lumen Sage…? Cheeky. No one bothered telling me any of your kind survived." Bayonetta adjusted her glasses with her gun.

The Lumen Sage ignored her, raising his hand to summon a holy glaive.

The witch dodged left and right from a flurry of strikes. The sage thrusted his weapon, aiming for Bayonetta's heart.

His attack was blocked by one of her guns. The other gun aimed for his head and a bullet was moments away from piercing his mask.

The man faded from view and reappeared behind the witch. He swung the blade at her, almost cut his opponent.

In mid-swing, the glaive was kicked away by Bayonetta's foot and the two jumped back from one another.

"Well, at least you're the silent type. The last sage I met spent twenty minutes rambling on and on!"

The masked man faced the complaining female. The upper right portion of his mask chipped away, revealing his light blue eye.

"What!?" Bayonetta cried out, shocked.

That blue eye began to brightly glow.


In the trees of a distant forest loomed the broken head of the fallen Jubileus. The dismantled statue was a pale reminder of what once was the Great Creator revived.

Beneath the relic, laid the fallen sage, Father Balder.

The man laid motionless in the forest, until his body gave a great jerk. Balder rose up from the ground suddenly alive from an influx of painful convulsions.

"You will not escape this fate! We will perish together!" He decreed.

As if in objection, his body was pulled backwards by a blue, spectral force attempting to escape his body. Balder fought against the force, struggling to contain it.

He withdrew the glass-monocle from his robe and placed it over his right eye. A golden surge of power rushed through his body, forcing the ghost of a man back into its jailer.

Balder fell to the ground, exhausted. In accordance to the dwindling life-force of its bearer, the glass of the monocle cracked.

"My dear, sweet children… At last, you two have fulfilled your promise to me… Fear not, for I am always watching over you…" The sage weakly whispered to himself.

The monocle fell off.

His body began to fade in a shower of golden light, the last of Balder's light magic fading into dust. He closed his eyes, dreaming of meeting his beloved wife, Rosa.

He would see her in the afterlife, he was sure of it.

And so ended Father Balder, a canopy of light rising to the sky for Paradiso.


But the Right Eye of Light was lost from the world forever, along with its possessor, the last of the true Lumen Sages.