In the early years of Earth; nearing the first millennium, the magical world was struggling in its premature stage. For years the world acted as a battlefield filled with chaos and strife. This had to stop. Battles caused by reckless acts needed to cease and Good and Evil needed to be regulated by an outside force. It was necessary that rules were constructed to pose as restrictions for all the chaos and millenniums later; this would continue to be known as the Grand Design.
(-oOo-)
Pure darkness shrouded the pitch-black area and was suddenly slightly illuminated by beings of grand power teleporting in. Glistening white lights appeared and spiraled around, resembling a small shining vortex, to reveal a woman with very short, sandy-blonde hair. She was dressed in a long flowing white dress and her presence gave off tranquil feelings of hope and happiness. She was Genesis, the creator of all things good in the universe.
Somewhere in the darkness, walked out a sinister black robed man. The surroundings were already too dim to be illuminated by his dark teleportation. He stared at the woman with a piercing gaze. She returned the stare with a fearless face; unmoved by his presence. A quick, dull glow emanated in the darkness, which materialized into an Avatar, a being of neutrality; breaking the optical battle between the opposing forces. Alpha, the Avatar, looked side to side and nodded his head once to each being. They all closed their eyes, concentrating on summoning higher powers.
A cloud of smoke accompanied by dark blue and black lights formed together to reveal the ultimate reaper, the Angel of Death. Not long after he appeared, a storm of buzzing gold lights flew towards them and spun violently to reveal the keeper of time itself; Destiny. Even with all of these beings now present, the eternal darkness wasn't phased in the slightest. Vibes of power silently shook through the open space as the five greatest powers on the eleven planes of existence stood in this peculiar sanctuary.
Destiny was the first to speak in his deep but gentle voice. "So my friends, I can sense that not all is right in the world concerning your children."
The woman of light quickly responded, prepared to state her case as she believed her side was not responsible for the current state of the world. "Magic has been exposed and my side is suffering the consequences while demons run amuck in the world, continuing their slaughter of mortals, who my witches can't protect because they themselves are in hiding; in fear of being prosecuted."
Destiny turned to the silent demon and asked, "Is this true, Omega?"
Omega nodded his head. "Magic in the hands of good is pointless. They protect mortals who are useless to the world. Their lives mean nothing, unlike us magical creatures," He paused to see if anyone's expression looked like they agreed with him. Most of them were unmoved by his philosophy, unlike Genesis who was clearly ignoring his preposterous notions. Seeing that the rest needed more explanation to understand his views, he continued, "Good and my brethren wouldn't have to fight if they ceased their protection of the humans. No magical blood would have to be spilled if these beings were eliminated from the world."
Avatar Alpha then spoke up. "But mortals do have a purpose, a neutral purpose. They are like seeds to be nurtured. Whether they are nurtured to be good or evil is unknown yet. They can either prove themselves as forces of light and become whitelighters and cupids or they can spread suffering throughout the world and fall victim to the enticements of evil. Some even hold no connections to the magical world and are just in existence solely to live their lives."
The evil entity, Omega, swished his cloak and turned away. He was obviously defeated by the Avatar's statement. He thought to himself if he possessed the powers of the Grand Council, he would then be able to eliminate all the non-magical beings from the world.
Destiny, sensing the fury in Omega, quickly spoke. "Yes, it is true that mortals do have a purpose and they are what separates Good and Evil in some ways." Everyone stared at him, confused by his statement as they had just discussed the point of mortals' existence. "They also exist to act as pawns waiting to be taken or saved by opposite forces. Whether the side of Good protects them or Evil obtains the chance to harm them is unknown as of now. But what is for certain is that the balance of power is tipped in favor of Evil at the moment only because of the exposure of magic."
Omega quickly turned around and said, "Ah ha. That is where the fault is not mine. Witches were the ones who got caught using their magic, not demons."
The woman, Genesis, responded; quick to defend, " Demons tricked witches into using their powers by attacking innocents and forcing magic to be exposed. How are they supposed to defend themselves let alone others if they are constantly being hunted down and prosecuted? My whitelighters cannot even risk trying to help them for the chance they might also be captured by those amulets the witch hunters have collected."
"Which brings us back to the issue of exposure," said Destiny, "I think rules must be put in place to restore order and to hopefully keep this from happening again."
Death then awoke from his silence and spoke. "Because of this exposure issue, I have been forced to collect the souls who were not meant to die and who would've had more time to survive if the witches in the world could protect them. Everyone is suppose to die, but only at the right time, or else destiny and the cosmos are thrown off balance and things worse than exposure could happen."
Destiny finally said, "So all that remains is for time to be reset and for creatures and rules to be made to make sure magic does not get exposed again." He then waved his hand towards a spot in the darkness and in shining white lights the Cleaners were born. "Magic's exposure is now your job, Cleaners. Go to the world and erase what has been seen, make people forget the memories of magic, and reset time so that this never happened." The two balding men each held up an arm and clenched their hands into fist. While doing so they disappeared in the same white lights that they appeared, off to erase evidence, memories, and reset all of time to before the exposure risk arose.
"So while both sides continue the everlasting battle they need to keep in mind of the risk of magical exposure. This way the balance of power can only be tipped in favor of one side because of actions they have taken and not because one side is suffering the consequences of exposure," the Avatar said.
Destiny looked from Genesis to Omega. "Agreed?" he asked. Genesis nodded her head and Omega shrugged, furious that his plan of mortal genocide had failed. "Then it shall be done, and if we discover more conflict we shall meet again on these very grounds," Destiny stated, as his eyes glowed a misty white. The brilliant light soon shone beyond his eyes and enveloped his entire body and started to illuminate the dark realm that they were all standing in. As the white light spread on the floor, reversing the color from black to white, all of the beings teleported out before the light reached them; leaving only Destiny there to use his power to help restore the world with new rules and restrictions regarding the use of magic.
As the last depths in the darkness were cast away, Destiny's body gave off one final blast of mystical light and disappeared off into the world to set peoples' destinies back on track. With his final departure, the room that was once shrouded in darkness, just as the world was, was now illuminated and filled with hope as the world set off onto its new course with newly created Grand Design.
(-oOo-)
Fumes of smoke burst from the rocks and geysers throughout the demonic Wasteland. The red sky, bleached with the blood of demons that had been vanquished, added a deadly vibe to the already eerie surroundings.
A black cloud of darkness appeared and out of the smoke walked Omega. His fury trailed behind him; his footsteps burned with black flames in the red sand that dissipated as he walked further through the barren desert.
As he stomped past the jagged rocks, he came to a halt as he arrived at a lake of black liquid; which strangely resembled a moving goo-like substance rather than water. His eyes suddenly rolled back and were replaced with a set as black as the lake. As his foot touched the liquid it quickly fled away from him to reveal the ground beneath the lake, which surprisingly wasn't damp from the mysterious substance. With his power still parting the lake; he walked on. His fury still remained in the form of flames on his footsteps. Those footsteps quickly disappeared though as the liquid enclosed itself slowly behind him as he got further through the lake; extinguishing the dark fire.
After a few minutes of traveling through the lake of darkness, he crossed the lake's final border. As he stepped across the boundary, the black substance joined together again; no longer separated by the demon's power. In the distance, behind him, the liquid kept moving; ready to strike any intruder down with its mysterious abilities.
A whimpering demon slowly walked up to the fierce Omega and asked, "We-Well, how did it go?" Omega turned his head to his assistant and gave him a glance filled with fury that sent his assistant flying with an anger-infused telekinetic throw. "That well, huh?" his assistant said, scrambling up from the ground to quickly follow his master. He was ecstatic in his mind that his master had shown mercy towards him. The two then came across a large stone gate that seemed to be an entrance into a cave in the mountain in front of them. With his eyes glowing a sinister black once again, the doors of the gate slowly opened to reveal a small rocky cave.
The cave was desolate and bare except for a few things that were prominent. An everlasting black fireball's flames danced in the air, in the middle of the room. Behind the fire was a rocky throne, to which Omega teleported. The torches on the cave wall were suddenly lit with the same familiar dark fire as he yelled in frustration.
His minion slowly crept up in front of him. His fear was clearly visible as his body fidgeted and sweat ran down his chin from his nerves and the intense heat of the flames. "Wh-What do we do now?" his minion stuttered, quickly backing away to avoid punishment for his question.
In a surprisingly calm voice, his master said, "We wait."
"For what?" His minion questioned.
As soon as the calmness had come, it had left. His eyes turned dark again as he spoke in a deep monstrous voice, "Enough of your questions! Be useful for once and bring me powers of the fallen demons in this realm." The minion then cried out in pain as he fell down to the ground. He shook uncontrollably as his skin bubbled. This pain was only the first step in his transformation as he sank into the ground to complete his gruesome morph. His screams were still audible above the ground as Omega eyes burned as black as the flames surrounding his chamber.
