IL-LUMINA-TED


1.

There they come, there they go… There they merge, there they separate… There they born, there they die and then, reborn…

Dreams… Thoughts… Ideas… Feelings… Or just a small glimpse of everything or nothing at all…

Clear visions, foggy visions… Pure madness or sheer geniality… Or both… Or nothing at all.

Fantasies… Possibilities… Questions… And solutions…

Or nothing at all.

It was unpredictable… All confusing… All Chaos…

All of this… And yet again, nothing at all.

The unbalanced balance that lies within our souls… The cluster that makes us whole…

All of our personal chaos… All of our inner universes… Converged in one place…

Was it all illusion? Was it real? How can you possibly distinguish dream from reality?

Does reality exist at all?

In this particular realm, such question seemed to be utterly worthless…

The one place where all living being's inner desires and emotions… Issues and dreams… Would come, recreate themselves and leave for Chaos knew where…

And there he was… Sat on his throne… The ruler of this imaginary yet, so amazingly realistic, kingdom… The guardian of the majestic, mysterious stone that made all of this marvel possible…

The embodiment of everyone's inner emptiness…

Void was his name… And void was his condition…

Although his namesake space has been partially filled… He had hopes... He had expectations…

He foresaw the day, or should I say the non-day (since time seemed to be meaningless) in which his sleeping princess shall awake from her frozen slumber... Somehow… Someway…

He would dream of such moment… And so he would witness such event when awaken… If he was awaken, that is… For what he knew, he could still be dreaming… For he couldn't tell the difference between dream and awareness…

Then again, who really could? Not me for sure… I can only imagine and believe to be aware… That's one of the things that we, as living sapient beings, are allowed to do…

In this realm, everything stood as a declared challenge towards everything considered Rational and Logic… Dreams used to be that way…

Everything glows and changes… Born and dies… Sometimes, new forms come out from nothing…

There were moments in which one or more people's emotions and desires were so strong and determined… That they would merge themselves, allowing the creation of entire scenarios… Metaphorical manifestations of such feelings… Or group of feelings…

And every once in a while… All new living creatures would come to life from raw thoughts and emotions… And they were real…

They all were real because they could think of their own… And could dream and feel of their own…

A wise person once used to say… "Cognito ergo Sum"…

Void used to have doubts… He doubted everything that surrounded him to be real… He doubted himself to be real, he used to think he was the creation of someone else's deranged mind… He used to think he was just the character of a fictional story…

He thought!

That was the key word… He could think… Therefore he was!

Right? Right!

Or maybe he just deluded himself into believing he could think… But that would be considered an utter paradox due to the fact that he would think he could not think because he would think someone else was thinking for him since he thought he wasn't really alive…

We're losing the point, here…

He could not distinguish reality from fiction… But when She came in his life… He put all doubts aside.

Who's she? A figment of the Seedrian's imagination (which could very well be another disfiguring paradox due to the previous reasoning)? A real living, breathing creature… Born from raw emotions and / or desires? Was she… A part of him? A part of his soul?

A part of his being?

Was she born from his own feelings? Just like Athena was born from Zeus's thoughts?

Was he a God? No… That question is superficial… In our own dreamlands, we're all gods… Even though we don't always have control over them, do we?

Whatever the answer was… There she was… She appeared out of nothing, right on Void's lap…

Bewilderment was visible in the boy's black eyes… An infant, a new born life cuddled on his sitting position…

She was asleep… So beautiful… So pure and innocent… So similar to her… To his mother… To Cosmo…

And yet, so different at the same time…

All in all, she looked like a Seedrian… She had a round little fragile head without a nose… Her skin was of a candid light orange, like Cosmo's, her dress was purple / pink like, almost… Lilac.

Her hair were of a feminine dark pink color and she had closed rosebuds on her head's sides…

After bypassing his original shock, Void gently took the child in his arms… Admiring her form and beauty…

She resembled him and Cosmo in every possible way… He cuddled her while pretending to sing a lullaby…

Genuine new emotions were filling the namesake not-so emptiness inside his soul… A new form of love… The love of a father towards his daughter…

The usual cold and crystallized surroundings of Maginary World seemed to react over their master's change of mood… The ice melted and down came the sun… Colorful gardens with clichéd happy-go-lucky flowers spread all over the place… A rather dumb rainbow made its way into this cheap madness, not to mention little idiotic singing fairies and all that jazz…

Void looked utterly disgusted at this…

"That's way too mushy!" He complained.

While still holding his daughter, he fixed his gaze towards the powerful God gem he was meant to protect…

The Precioustone glowed as if knowing everything about its guardian lamentations.

And right before a bunch of bright colored singing munchkins could appear out of pure mushiness… The place's look drastically changed into the more sober scenario of a certain secluded location with rare plants and ancient ruins… The place were Void was born…

It was clearly an illusion… As far as clear illusions could be… But it perfectly represented the Seedrian's current mood…

Genuinely happy and proud… And definitely NOT mushy.

Naturally, he would never be THAT happy… His name was Void, after all…

The little plant - fairy like girl in Void's arms was now awaken… And her father could see her gorgeous azure eyes, just like her would be grandmother…

He smiled at her… A sincere smile full of fatherly love… And she smiled back at him… She didn't seem to be scared of his ominous empty colored orbits… Nor she was scared of the huge claws that were tenderly holding her…

She seemed perfectly fine with him… Just like another person, a very important person in Void's life, used to be…

His previous smile was now wide and broad… Now he understood were this little child came from…

He slowly walked over a certain crystalline coffin that symbolically stood in the middle of that fictional flowered world…

Void stopped himself right in front of the pod, his daughter still cuddled on his chest… He then looked down at her and softly spoke.

"This is your mother, Blaze the Cat… Say hello."

And she giggled at the sleeping form of her mother inside the ice… A childish, baby giggle… Then she fell asleep in his arms.

The older Seedrian was content with that… She seemed so solar… So luminous…

An idea crossed his mind… A name, for the sake of clarity… As far as clarity could be possible over there.

He fixed his gaze once again at the once again asleep form of his daughter and muttered…

"Welcome to life… Lumina Flowlight."

And so… The Void would be filled with Light.

And for once… A dream did come true… As far as truthful this reality could be.