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Balance
True to the balance of Existence, the phrase "What comes around, goes around", hold truth. It is what enables us to exist in a world harmoniously. However, when one tips the scales of Balance, things tend to shift towards the cataclysmic, and forgive me for the dramatics but the world as we would know it would cease to exist.
Nevertheless, some sixteen odd years ago the 'Balance' shifted unceremoniously, with the actions of one evil being. It wasn't its mere existence which tilted the scales, for where the good dwells, so does the evil. No it was his intentions and the actions of one loving mother that fateful night.
That night, there was a selfless sacrifice from a mother! An orphaned child, lying quietly in her dead arms, a small tuft of messy ebony hair, mesmerizing emerald eyes and an unusual scar marring his forehead. A malicious spirit rising menacingly to float adrift on the nights breeze, vowing revenge. That night, brought forth the ingredients to break the world. This unprecedented event shook the foundations of destiny, and indeed, the whole world. Balance was broken! One small child who defied death had shattered the Balance upon which the earth was created. And with this a being of such power, the likes of which was only mentioned in stories, was created.
If one where to check all the satellite reports for that night at a minute to midnight, one would have noticed a wave of natural disasters which struck and dissipated simultaneously. As it was, this small but important fact was lost amidst the celebrations. Balance had been broken and it's harmony now rested upon the shoulders of a small baby but who would care at this time. A Dark Lord had been defeated, the rest was unimportant.
Balance had now shifted in the favour of the Light but, it wasn't to last! It couldn't! For Balance is essential and for a being as pure and powerful to exist, there had to be a being as evil and powerful as the other was innocent and pure, its counterpart. They would be equal, but opposite, Yin and Yang, Day and Night, Male and Female! Forever, they would be locked in an eternal struggle for dominance. If both lived, the war continued, if both died the war would fade and man would be doomed to repeat the mistakes which created such an imbalance. However, as such, whilst dealing with fate and all things concerned with the Divining Arts, things were not as simple as they seemed. Neither could be killed but by the hand of the other. The world was in a constant state of shift, trying to retain universal harmony. And now, 16 years later, it was never more noticeable than now and a small soon to be 16 year old didn't know how special he was in the power play for Balance!
A/N – sorry it's short but I have the next chapter ready to upload. I just wanted to share my idea without giving too much away. Thanks, enjoy and reviews would be appreciated :) ~silvermoonfae