The Eternal Wizard

Chapter 24

Asadia Anew

Silventa had decided to go with Eternity and Hermione, Eternity wasn't sure why the dimensional level witch had decided to accompany them. Then again, Silventa wasn't the easiest person to figure out either.
Looking deeply into the marble archway and into the swirling blue aura Eternity thought deeply.
"Eternity?" The pale blue eyed woman asked.
"What is it Silventa?"
"I believe for you to know yourselves you must be able to confront your pasts." The golden haired Silventa answered.
"Is that so?" Eternity asked.
Silventa nodded at the 6'5" black haired warrior.
"She's right Harry." Hermione added.
I can't face my past, it has far too many horrors for anyone to take a look at. No, I won't.
"Perhaps, or perhaps leaving the past buried in its ruin is more effective." Eternity responded.
Hermione shook her head.
"Harry, please." She whispered.
Tears glistened in her eyes.
Eternity's heart clenched at her whispered plea.
If she needs me to do this, then I shall. I promised I would always be there for her after all. There are many things I don't want to do but there are some things I must do. It seems that this is one of those...
Very well Hermione, you shall see my nightmares. I just hope that you forgive the monster that I once was. Although I doubt that since I can't even forgive myself.
"Alright. I guess we need to tread the paths of the past to find our futures." Eternity stepped next to the gateway, and did something never done before. His hand slowly slid down the outside of the archway. The blue flickered to black and then he walked over to the two of them.
"It's time." Eternity said simply.
Grasping Hermione's hand gently he then pulled Silventa's hand into his. Eternity then entered the Dimensional Rift.
The world around them shuddered for a long moment before it came to a stop.
In front of the trio was a world, barren and lifeless.
"This is the world of the Asadian's; or rather, what's left of it." Eternity whispered.
"Asadia?" Silventa asked with a quiet whisper.
"Yes." Eternity responded.
"What is Asadia?" Hermione asked.
"Long ago Eternity and the Defiled One fought here, on this world. Before the battle the world was supposedly lush and bore much fruit. However, after weathering the terrible war between Eternity and the dark one nothing could grow, and the only race that had the know-how was destroyed. Save for a small pocket of survivors." Silventa whispered.
"What happened to the survivors?" Hermione whispered.
"They died...Every single one of them..." Eternity forced himself to turn from the wastelands of Asadia.
"Who is the Dimensional Wizard or witch in charge of this realm?" Silventa asked curiously.
"Alronian." Eternity said shortly.
"Will he mind us setting foot on Asadia?" Hermione asked Silventa and Harry.
Eternity shook his head.
"He won't; after all, there's nothing left of this world anyways." Eternity said bitterly.
"You cared about them didn't you?" Silventa said gently.
"They were; unique, always fascinated with the world around them, they loved the light, and fought darkness with a passion. Yet, they were the farthest from a warrior culture that you could imagine. It was because of Voldemort that war became known to their kind..." Eternity whispered.
Eternity then began to reminisce and his words seemed to turn the hands of the clock back to the time where the Asadians had lived. As Eternity spoke he gently guided them down to the Planet's surface.
When they had landed, both Silventa and Hermione were fascinated with the tale Eternity was spinning.
They had landed near a small, indentation in the land; hardly noticeable, however, that indentation was something that stirred Eternity's memory.
"It was here." Eternity said interrupting his story.
"What was here?" Hermione asked.
"The Great Crevice; Delthair." Eternity replied.
"That's a crevice?" Silventa asked skeptically.
"The war between the defiled one and I laid waste to it. Now, it is little more than a tiny impression." Eternity replied looking at the tiny dent in sorrow.
"What happened?" Hermione whispered.
"When Voldemort and I faced each other we fought here; inside the Crevice. I had hoped to trap him inside there for the next trillion years." Eternity responded.
"It didn't work." Silventa summed up quietly.
"No, it didn't. What it did do however, was poisoned the land. After the poisoning; Asadia quickly died. Even though, I had won..."
"You should have been able to destroy the poison." Silventa protested.
Eternity shook his head in sorrow.
"No, it wasn't possible." Was all Eternity said.
"Why not?" Silventa demanded.
"It had... interwoven itself far too deeply into the existence of the planet... If I had removed it...There wouldn't be anything left. Voldemort was cunning, he violated the planet in such a way that it was killing itself, and any remedy would take away too much of the planet. Too much had been touched by the venom, the trees, animals...the air, the Asadians....everything had the toxins coursing through it's veins. By the time anyone noticed it had become too late...It was slowly killing everything, and yet, life had to rely on it..." Eternity trailed off as he remembered the hell fires consuming thousands of Asadians.
"Harry?" Hermione whispered questioningly.
Eternity didn't hear her. His mind was consumed with the memories of the Asadians. At a quick glance, humans would have judged them to be elves. However, Asadians had had one unusual thing about them, that made them different; special. They could see the spirit held within all things, it allowed them to learn far more; and made them wiser. They were a compassionate sort. Except for the Arzgal; the ones who had destroyed their ability to see souls for forbidden magics.
The Forbidden magics were horrific in nature; they delighted in torture. It was the same type of magic that Eternity would find himself using more and more frequently as time progressed. Only centuries after the Asadian world had died he was using the vilest of magic similar to their Arzgal; their condemned.
Indeed, Eternity had fallen into darkness, but only two saw light within him; The Creator, and Hermione; gentle, loving Hermione.
"Sir, we are ready to strike at the Arzgal's encampment."
"Very well then."
It was shortly after that point when the dead had risen up amongst Eternity's forces. The, creatures of nightmares had awoken. While Eternity was able to deal with them easily it gave the Arzgal time to withdraw and hide; prolonging a decade long war, a little longer.
"Harry!" Hermione called.
"Yes?" Eternity asked.
Hermione pulled him into a hug.
"I know it's hard Harry, but just hold on a while longer, and the pain will fade. Instead of the sorrows that you remember now, you'll begin to remember the good times, and from the bad; you'll draw strength from those memories." Hermione promised.
"Truly?" Eternity asked skeptically; he remembered the eight year old boy that had died in front of Hermione.
Mike, he had been a close friend of hers, it made sense after all, their parents had known each other since high school and so, Mike had been brought over to meet that "brilliant, and mature young lady".
Hermione still hadn't forgiven herself for his death, and she said that the pain would lessen? He didn't know if he could believe it or not...
Then again, she hadn't been wrong before. It was hard for Hermione to make a mistake. Could he break away from the pain after all?
Eternity wasn't sure if he could. It was something he was completely unfamilliar with, yet, if he could. Eternity felt if that all of his suffering, and pain, laid out in front of him, would be healed if he just could bear the burden. Just a while longer. Those were her words. 'Just a while longer'. His pain would fade. And perhaps, perhaps, the nightmares that haunted him every moment, be it in slumber, or awake would fade away as well.
Maybe he could even be forgiven...

AN: Well, I had planned to have this up last Sunday night, however, things didn't go as smoothly as I wanted. Sorry, about that Roccio. I know I said I wanted to have it done that day...

As it is this is a transition, a chapter with high emotions, but still just a transition chapter.

Well, since this was a small chapter I'll have to add more next time... Does anyone want anymore Omakes? A.k.a 'Extras'