Hello :D Here's an idea I had and hope you'll like it. Now that it's out of my head, I can take care of my other fictions. Enjoy


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Amaurot – The Star

(Explanation)

No one could have dreamed of a better representation of utopia than Amaurot. A city of unequalled size, its beauty was incomparable, resulting in immense skyscrapers piercing the sky of their white arrows while luminescent stained glass strewn the lengths of these gigantic buildings, thus illuminating the immense city with marble streets.

This city was in fact the capital of The Star, the planet on which Humans lived. Its inhabitants were unique because of their common government, their common will and their intelligence beyond comprehension. Yes, Humans had never known death or war or conflict, living in an idyllic world.

Thus, human society was dedicated to three main principles : Rhetoric (the art of debate), creation (Art and Science) and Public Service.

The reason for this lasting peace? Of this harmony? Their powers.

Humans are born with the ability to create what they want, as long as they have enough imagination and enough power to create. They could create clothes, food, raw materials etc. with a simple thought. They lacked nothing. Note that humans reproduced by mixing their magical essences, without sexual relations, and therefore, there was only one gender being " male ".

Together, they could create buildings of several hundred meters, all in a few seconds. Not to mention that they could also create life by imagining animals and other creatures for some unknown reason. The key word was imagination.

This innate power was called " magic of Creation " and it was the source of this Utopia. After all, why fight for wealth or food if you can create everything with a single thought?

In order to remain a united society, humans therefore adopted two main principles: A single government and an absence of ostentatious wealth.

The absence of wealth came in the form of a common outfit, a robe and the wearing of a mask in order to avoid standing out from the others, and therefore to create conflicts.

The government appeared under the creation of a Council called " the Convocation of Fourteen ", bringing together the fourteen most powerful humans, each with a title:

- Elidibus

- Nabriales

- Igeyorhm

- Lahabrea

- Emet-Selch

- Mitron

- Loghrif

- Pashtarot

- Ultima

- Emmerololht

- Fandanie

- Halmarut

- Deudalaphon

- ?

They were both responsible for protecting the world and the Amaurotians, but also in charge of resorting to all possible and unimaginable solutions to ensure this function. To stand out from the rest of the population, they wore purple embroidery and silver ornaments on their robes.

(End explanation)

Capitol - Amaurot – The Star

Observing around him, Hades sighed. Better known by his title, Emet-Selch, he had just attended a crisis meeting. For whatever reason, the planet was starting to go haywire, and most of all, it was starting to go haywire on their " magic of Creation ", creating monsters and other horrors. It had only started on the other side of the planet, in Overseas, but if they could not contain this problem, then this crisis would spread to the whole planet.

Unfortunately, they had found no viable solution to restore the basic laws of creation. Lahabrea had submitted a solution, however, it was not yet finalized.

According to Lahabrea, they were in the process of developing a new form of Phantasmagorical Magic allowing an individual to sacrifice himself to release a maximum amount of Ether, thus allowing those living to control it to create things that would normally be impossible. In short, it was human sacrifice. However, it was not quite to the point, and they still had no idea what they would choose to create to prevent the cataclysm looming on the horizon. The first conclusive tests, however, had allowed researchers to transform themselves into powerful beings, but not enough to stop the cataclysm on the way.

"Well, seeing your dreadful face, I suppose the Convocation has not yet found solutions?"

Hades was taken out of his thoughts by hearing this oh so familiar voice. Turning around, he was pleasantly surprised to see his lifelong friend, Hythlodaeus. Like all Amaurotians (and humans in general), he wore a robe with a half mask covering the upper part of his face, thus hiding his features.

"You know very well that I am not supposed to divulge the slightest information concerning the Convocation...", drawled Hades with a smirk.

Rolling his eyes, Hythlodaeus began to smile. If his friend was still capable of sarcasm, then all was not lost.

"Even to me? After all that we shared? And I would even say, that we still share!" Retorted the Amaurotian, showing what he had in his arms.

At first glance, one would have thought of a simple bundle wrapped in fabric and delicately held by Hythlodaeus. But he was enough to get close to notice that this bundle was moving and breathing.

It was a baby with its face hidden.

Hades' gaze became more joyous as he gazed tenderly at the child in the arms of his oldest friend.

"Seen like that ... I guess I can make an exception for you," replied the Ascian, gesturing to grab the child with an almost childish smile.

Smiling in turn, Hythlodaeus handed him the child, inadvertently waking him. It was then that they could both hear a childish laugh and gurgling sounds from the baby, so the veil hiding the head fell back.

The child was not trivial with his luminous yellow eyes and dark brown hair, not to mention his face with softened contours betraying a certain form of nobility.

"I never tire of observing his magnificent face! Ah, how beautiful my child is!" Cried Hades without restraint.

"Our child, you mean. And I am not surprised to see you coo in front of his face since he looks a lot like you. You are of unprecedented narcissism.", Replies Hythlodaeus sighing at the behaviour of his best friend.

"Can you blame me? He is my only child, and yet I am one of the oldest of our people. And even if he looks like me like two drops of ether, he also remains your child. "replied Emet-Selch with a small smile.

"I wonder what took me to accept to conceive a child with you. Well, I must admit that the experience was fantastic, but I must now bear you until the end of my life…Meaning forever... "mocked Hythlodaeus with a smile.

It was Hades' turn to roll his eyes. He knew perfectly well that the mixture of their essences had created a bond between them, uniting them forever. They called it "the Union of Souls", and had to register their Union with the Administration so that it was known that they were now "bounded". The bond being made on the souls, they could never again mix their essences with someone else. A kind of loyalty bound in short.

"So what about this Convocation?" Asked Hythlodaeus again.

Sighing while looking at his child, Emet-Selch looked up to plunge his glance of a luminous pale yellow into that of an iridescent blue of his friend and soul-bound. He then grabbed him by the hand before teleporting to their apartment located in the tallest skyscraper in Amaurot, right next to the Capitol.

The apartment was huge, making about 4,250m², not including the 1,850m² terrace overlooking the city with a panoramic view. Obviously, it was necessary to take into account the immense libraries containing thousands of works dating back to the birth of their people, various books describing the many species created by men in their race to the overflowing imagination or several concepts therefore a much of it was available at the Bureau of Architect.

After arriving in the apartment, they sat quietly in a large living room. It was then that Emet-Selch revealed the content of the meeting while Hythlodaeus frowned.

"Something tells me that you know more about this solution than you want to admit," said the Amaurotian, raising an eyebrow.

Finally at home, the two men had removed their masks and made appear simpler outfits consisting of hoodless robes. Sighing, Emet-Selch nodded.

"I spoke with Lahabrea about the progress of the project, and the solution found is ... unpleasant," replied Hades, grinding his teeth.

The shock could easily be read on the face of Hythlodaeus, after all, Hades used the word "unpleasant" only for cases that wanted to be serious. Seeing the shocked face of his friend, Hades decided to explain himself.

"According to his calculations, something that I unfortunately could confirm, it would take the sacrifice of half of our people to obtain sufficient power to create a being capable of controlling the very foundations of existence. This sacrifice hardly enchants me, even if I know very well that our people will sacrifice themselves without the slightest hesitation to stem this scourge. "

Eyes wide with dread, Hythlodaeus watched carefully his son nestled in Emet-Selch's arms. He finally had a child, but the latter was born in the worst period in their history.

"Besides Hestia seems against our idea. According to him, the end does not justify the means, and admitted to us that he left the council, refusing to consider this kind of possibilities.", Continued Emet-Selch, frowning eyebrows.

Hestia was the fourteenth member of the Council, refusing to use the title linked to his position.

"I see ... I just hope you find another solution before this scourge spreads to our world," replied Hythlodaeus, continuing to look at his child.

In response, Emet-Selch just nodded.

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Amaurot – The Star

Unfortunately, they found no other solution. The scourge then spread over the entire planet, devastating all cities through flame storms, meteor drops and the appearance of deformed monsters. The more frightened the Amaurotians, the more dire the consequences became. Without knowing it, the Amaurotians fed their own plague through their fear.

Having no other choice, the Convocation asked half of the people to sacrifice themselves in the hope of create a Being capable of restoring the Order. By common agreement, the people accepted and millions of Humans sacrificed themselves, liberating their Ether. Through a powerful ritual was then create the first of its kind: Zodiark!

Obeying the Council, Zodiark suddenly restored the foundations of creation, stopping the scourge and repairing the world. But when it began to create new life forms to replace the sacrificed Amaurotians, it was not the expected result. The "new humans" were weaker, smaller, with less power and above all, they were mortals with a very limited lifespan.

For the Convocation, it was a bitter failure. They then had the idea of bringing back the sacrificed Amaurotians, but to do this, Zodiark would need a sacrifice, its power not being enough to bring so many people back to life. Elidibus found the solution to their sacrifice: It was enough to sacrifice their new creations, these imperfect beings born after the plague.

Unfortunately, when this proposal was announced to the rest of the Amaurotians, some rebelled, believing that there had been enough sacrifice. They considered that Zodiark was too dangerous, too powerful, especially in the hands of the Council. It was then that some sacrificed themselves to create an entity opposed to Zodiarche: Hydaelyn.

The two factions then clashed, and a fight began between Zodiark and Hydaelyn. Newly created, Hydaelyn was more powerful than Zodiark since she had not yet used her abilities for anything. Thus began their fight, causing an unprecedented cataclysm on the entire planet.

"Hades!" Cried Hythlodaeus when he saw his Soul-bound in their apartment.

Emet-Selch saw fear in his soul-bound face perfectly, and he understood perfectly why. Clouds of ash filled the sky as the world disintegrated around them in the battle between the two Primordials.

You could also hear the cry of their child in the arms of Hythlodaeus. Aged in a bygone cycle, he cried out at the top of his lungs.

"I ..." Emet-Selch started, not knowing what to say.

Hythlodaeus' eyes softened when he heard Emet-Selch. Without needing to speak, he understood what his soul-bound meant. It was the end, and there was nothing he could do. Tears began to run down his cheeks as he tried to calm his child, with no effect.

"It's the end, isn't it?" Hythlodaeus asked rhetorically.

Taking him in his arms, Emet-Selch rested his head on his shoulder, also crying.

"I'm sorry." Were the only words he managed to say.

Continuing to cry, Hythlodaeus closed his eyes while cursing the creators of Hydaelyn. Because of them, he had lost everything. Even his young child, barely a cycle, would die without having had time to live, and all that for what? Because they refused to sacrifice inferior beings?

"No ..." began Hythlodaeus.

"Hythlo?" Asked Emet-Selch, stepping back.

"No! I refuse to let my child die without having had the time to live!" Repeated the Amaurotian fiercely before moving away from his soul-bound.

"And what are you going to do? There's nothing more we can do to avoid this catastrophe," replied Emet-Selch, grinding his teeth.

It was the first time he had been powerless.

"For us? Yes, I suspect it. But for him? I will sacrifice myself!" Retorted Hythlodaeus firmly.

"But how?" Asked Emet-Selch.

"There are endless universes. Remember the experiments carried out by my group at the Akadaemia Anyder concerning the Multiverse. We had sent those born weak to a different universe so that they could explore and learn more. Your own brother Zeus was one of them. Although they never came back, they confirmed to us the presence of life and to have started to settle. It was after that we decided to leave them there and to carry out our research on other subjects. "Hythlodaeus quickly explained.

Hades then understood where his sould-bound was coming from. The latter intended to send their child to a different universe.

"But so much time has passed, and my brother and the others are surely dead. They did not have enough power to live forever like us. Who will take care of our child?" Asked Hades once more.

"It doesn't matter who takes care of him, as long as he lives. You just have to condense your library and send it with our child," replied Hythlodaeus in a voice that wanted to be uncompromising.

Nodding, Emet-Selch made a big gesture with his hand before snapping his fingers. It was then that the huge library disappeared, leaving only a golden medallion with a red mask (that of Emet-Selch) engraved on the top and the child's name on the back. He then approached his child before putting the necklace around his neck.

"This medallion contains all of our knowledge, all of our history. I took the opportunity to leave a message from us. He shall obtain this knowledge when he reaches his magical stability after his fourteenth cycle," said Emet-Selch.

Nodding, Hythlodaeus kissed his child's forehead before smiling sadly.

"I love you, Hadleus. Never forget that I ... No ... that WE love you." Muttered the Amaurotian as tears ran down his cheeks.

Stepping back while holding his son, he watched the eyes of his soul-bound one last time. He gave him one last big smile.

"I love you," he whispered before exploding in a halo of darkness. He had just sacrificed himself, giving his life to open a portal sending his son to another universe.

For his part, Emet-Selch clenched his fists while an unnamed hatred appeared in his eyes.

"I will avenge you! Hydaelyn will pay, this I swear!" He cried out in a cry of rage.

07/31/1976

Earth

United Kingdom, Wales,

Potter mansion

While Fleamont and Euphemia Potter were quietly having tea while chatting about the latest news, they were surprised by a dark portal opening into their dining room. Without losing a moment, the couple got up while drawing their wands. Their surprise was all the greater when the portal disappeared as fast as it appeared, leaving a… baby on the ground?

Eyes wide, Euphémia approached before delicately taking the child in his arms.

"It's… a boy? How by the merlin beard did he get there?" Asked Euphemia, watching the sleeping boy.

She then let out a cry of surprise when the child opened his eyes, revealing their luminescent pale-yellow colour.

Approaching his wife, Fleamont looked at the child in amazement and wonder.

"Could it be… a sign?" He asked, looking at his wife.

The two were now infertile, having used rituals and other potions to succeed in obtaining the only child they had: James Fleamont Potter. They would have liked to have more children, but alas ...

"What's his name?" Asked Fleamont.

Euphemia frowned to answer that she had no idea before noticing the necklace around the child's neck. Gently taking it into her hands, she turned it over.

"Hm ... Hy ... He ... that language is completely unknown to me," replied the woman while showing the necklace to her husband.

For some mysterious reason, she couldn't remove the necklace from the child's neck. Surely it had been placed by his parents. For his part, Fleamont frowned before reading the inscription in turn. He then widened his eyes while recognizing the writing.

"No wonder you didn't recognize this language. It's Attica, an ancient Greek language. I only got to know it because my father was passionate about Greek mythology. As I understand, it says Hadleus. "Fleamont explained in amazement.

After all, Attica had not been used for more than 1,500 years.

"Hadleus? A unique name, but not as eccentric as that of the Blacks . Hadleus Potter sounds pretty good," said Euphemia then with a small smile.

Smiling in turn, Fleamont nodded.

"Yes, Hadleus Potter seems to be a very good name. I wonder how James will react when he returns tomorrow ..." replied Fleamont thoughtfully.