PSU Reincarnation – Dark Religion

Universe Two: Tasks


Kotone looked up meekly, waiting his command. While he was not as harsh as the Divine Lady, he was still a god, and not one to trifle with. The god chuckled at her affectionately, putting one very large hand under her chin to tilt her head up.

"It's been quite some time, since I last had a mortal visit me." His lips curved up slightly. "Five years, to be exact." Kotone's eyes looked at him quietly. He let her go, seating himself on a comfortable chair. "I hoped that one of you would come back," He mused quietly. "I heard your prayers this morning," He observed how she tensed up slightly, her heart fluttering faster. "I'm flattered, that you would pray to me regularly," He patted her on the head, and gestured to one of the cushy chairs nearby. "Sit, my dear."

"Why did you want me to – to return?" Kotone stammered, flushing scarlet. He looked her over once more, before sighing.

"Did you ever wonder why I am not considered anything more than an accessory for the Divine Goddess?" Startled, Kotone shook her head. That was an odd start to a conversation. "I thought not." He leaned over, dangling his hands over his knees, head bowed.

"It was during the time of the Ancients that I and my children were destroyed." Kotone froze, looking up to watch him with big, wary eyes.

"Ch-Children, Father?" Kotone managed past the lump in her throat. The Dark God nodded, gesturing into the air. Photons gathered, until small planets formed, five spheres worth. She recognized three, but the other two were unknown to her.

"Yes, children, my dear," The Dark God agreed, sadly.

"Billions of years ago, there were not one species, but two." The world faded out, and then was replaced by a solar system of five planets. "You can see the three planets that your system has now, along with the Ancient's stronghold. And there," A large hand gestured to a grand-looking planet, smaller than the others. "This is the planet of my children, Rosaria." The color spiraled briefly, and the two were in a beautiful world. Cities towered above them, and the people were equally tall and beautiful.

"But since the Ancients could not understand their dark siblings, they performed what they called the Purge of Darkness. My children's Maiden was killed and the entirety of Rosaria thrown into subspace." The world shriveled and browned, plants died, and one after another, each person collapsed, gasping for air and fighting to live. Kotone couldn't look any longer, and closed her eyes, hot tears trickling down her cheeks at the screams that felt too real to be a projection. "Life went on for the Ancients, and they thought little about the Purge. Even now, there is no record of it in their histories, save for a small footnote." Kotone shuddered miserably. "But the crystals of Falz endured, and within them now is the key to living within subspace." The tiny fragments glowed, giving off a red light, before dying down.

"Each crystal is a living heart, and each need a living soul to bond with and to care for them." He gestured towards the destroyed Rosaria. "Without it, they grew cold and heartless." The gems inched together, gathering into a black and red mass of living crystal. Kotone watched in silent horror as SEED and SEED-Forms began growing out of the giant conglomerate of rocks. "So the SEED were born, a product of loneliness and voracious revenge." The SEED multiplied, the masses gathering around the massive gem, urging along their growth. "And so in its quest for revenge, Falz became a SEED and attempted to destroy an unworthy civilization. Falz failed, unfortunately, and they were contained once more." The giant being shattered and pieces flew everywhere, embedding into the soil. "The crystals remained in the SEED until they once again escaped subspace and buried themselves into your planets." A soft sigh, "Falz will continue in their hate until they once more have their hosts back again." He gestured to the largest Falz crystal in her hands. "That one there belonged to my Maiden, and four others to her Knights." Kotone looked at him seriously, lavender meeting dark pools of life. "If you accept, you will never be safe again, dear." He looked away briefly. Kotone reached a hand out to touch his hand, not sure what to say to comfort the god.

"What do you need?" Kotone blurted out. Kotone could leave; she could walk away and be selfish, condemning the system of Gurhal. But she was a GUARDIAN, and if her teacher Leo had taught her anything, he had taught her how to look at the big picture.

"I need you to become my Maiden, and recreate the Duman race once more."

Kotone had expected those words to leave his mouth, but all the same, she was still reeling from the shock. How could she ever be a Maiden? Sudden alarm ran through her when she realized he said Duman race.

"How am I supposed to –" Kotone cut off, blushing. The Dark God chuckled at her clear embarrassment, and shook his head at her.

"The Crystals of Falz will be your guide and assistance. Collect the crystals and find worthy individuals to host them, ones who would love them as they should be." Kotone nodded, watching as he pulled a crystal out of the wall and pressed it to her eye. "I wish you luck my dear." The world blurred, and Kotone fell to her knees, her left eye now a violent purple. She looked up to thank the Dark God, only to find he had vanished.

It seemed her audience was over.

Kotone sighed, but took a good look around. She found a drawer, rummaging around until she found a pretty little white eye-patch. A few spheres winked at her, and she put them in her storage space, scouring the room. A neatly written note was left for her.

I took the liberty of collecting the ones in the cities, but you'll have to get the ones on the planets on your own.

Kotone smiled, and closed her eyes, hearing the world filter back in. How nice of him. Feeling more cheerful, Kotone left to start collecting the fragments in her home town, opening the trapdoor to end up back in her hometown. As she did, Kotone began to compile a list of what she needed and who she'd recruit, starting with the survivors of the fire.


AN: Imagine my surprise when I check my email, not expecting much of anything, and find that there's a review in my inbox for this story. Did I
A: Fall off my chair?
B: Scream
C: Hyperventilate?
D: All of the Above?

Sorry to say, it was only A.

A sincere thank you to Pnoykid!

Universe Two End