The new age
chapter one
The life stream . . . a vast sea of energies, shadows and light.
All begins with it. All end within it's tides, and flow.
What happens if a soul is not welcomed to return within the fluid wake?
What becomes of a life left alone?
"The dark angel sepiroth." the young boy watched as the black clad soul tumbled like a rag doll thru the endless white.
"he feels nothing, knows nothing...is nothing." the boy's hand reaches out, holding the lifeless form within his palm.
"you have such potential dark one...i had high hopes for you..." a grim frown falls across his face.
"but for your mother...who can say what good you could have accomplished?"
a low rumbles build all around them, the vast whit takes on a darkening hue.
Strange shadows flicker in long tongues of crackling energies.
"the stream wishes to end you, to cast you into never ending darkness..."
he closes his hand, not as the boy, but has the grand dragon bhamut.
"i will not allow this to come to pass...i must repay you a past kindness."
the energies warp and wrap about his closed hand, a loud thump as his hand open showing it empty.
"i hope you find peace my dark angel..."
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