Author's note: Hello my little reading and reviewing friends! I just want to warn you that I am the second worst writer I know; my younger sister is the worst. So please excuse the flow of the story and any mistakes in time and place. After all, I did no research on this (except on how to spell "pangea"). Also, it might be helpful for you if I tell you that this is using the concept of Adam and Eve… Meaning the world started out with peoplies. Even though I doubt anyone believes that. Oh well.
Prologue
Befo' yo mama…er- Pangea, Toward the beginning of time, space, and all that good stuff
Humans can indeed be dark creatures… but how could just one of them create this? This monster. This devil. Is he Satan himself? This shadow has brought damnation to the world, sending peoples' souls to the underworld, spreading hellfire…dead bodies everywhere, almost like a battlefield. But this is what Earth really is, isn't it. A battlefield painted red with pools of boiling blood in the hot soil, and fires everywhere, licking the sky, tinting it with shifting reds and blues—giving such a bright color that you would see at dusk a dark appearance. One might think it was burning the very heavens, destroying any ray of hope. But there was no one around to see any of this, save for the demon…and myself, Halakti: the God of Gods.
"Give up!" I shouted at the demon. Presently I was clashing with the monster: energy blast against energy blast. I'm certain this would decide the victor.
"Not likely!" Zorc retorted.
Zorc is this devil's name. He is the God of Darkness, just as horrific as Satan. Only Zorc was instead summoned by a human. This human was very knowledgeable in the dark arts; he managed to summon all the hatred and fear from humans, and turn it into this beast. Though this man is now dead—he was killed by his own creation—he left me to deal with Zorc. But even the God of Darkness is no match for his own god.
I was beginning to overpower Zorc, and worry struck his distorted face, then anger.
"I WILL NOT BE DEFEATED!" Zorc roared as he drew on his extra power, making us equal once again. But it wouldn't last long; he was draining his energy rapidly.
Now was my chance! Summoning up additional power, I fired it at him. A white-hot blast went soaring toward him quickly, like lightning. Zorc was not fast enough, and was hammered by the attack full force.
"GAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" he yelled in pain, his body being incinerated. I stared at the scene for a while; just watching Zorc's body be reduced to ashes in a great, silver fire. I sighed in relief; it was finally over. Next I looked at the remains of the body, I was shocked: hovering above the ashes was a translucent, purple smoke. I glared at it suspiciously… then recognized it as soul. No! Zorc's essence still exists. It did not perish with the body. Hastily, I moved toward it; it had to be destroyed.
Already it was reviving itself: the rotting dead bodies of people were being pulled to the spirit like it was a magnet. As the corpses piled up they began merging together, melting into a grotesque figure, as it filled the air with the aroma of burning flesh. I watched in horror as the figure took on the former shape of Zorc: horns emerging ubiquitously, skin becoming a dark violet, eyes blazing red with vehemence, and the air around him seemed to freeze.
Too late was it for me to stop his resurrection, but there was one thing I could try, I only hope it wouldn't destroy my soul as well…
"HA HA HA HA HAAA!" Zorc cackled. "I am not so easily beaten, especially not by the likes of you, "Great Lord"," he mocked with a sneer. Then he wasted no time; raising his arms above his head, he gathered his newfound energy that was left in the corpses into a sparking red ball.
Had that ball hit me, I definitely would have been badly injured. But as I glared at Zorc, I thought of all he had done… He destroyed families and lives, an image of a young boy holding his little sister tightly, tears streaking his face as he couldn't help but watch his friends and family being torn and mutilated. The boy tore his eyes from the scene, waiting this fate as well. Then whispered something to the baby and kissed her, just as Zorc set them aflame. Zorc had made this world a living hell, using innocent lives to power himself. He had no right to live!
I reached my left hand out toward him, and then quickly retracted it. A purple smoke had enveloped my hand. Perfect. The energy ball above Zorc's head immediately faded, as his arms fell to his sides and his eyes became black.
"D-Damn you," was the last thing I heard Zorc say before his body fell to the ground with a thud.
I never thought I would ever have to use this power, but Zorc was the first exception. I had stolen his soul. Though I believe it was the best I could do to permanently stop him. So I feel no shame in doing this.
I glanced back at my hand, the purple smoke continued to smolder around it. "Zorc, you demon of darkness, your soul shall not rest in Heaven, nor in the deepest pits of Hell. Instead I shall give you no possible way out again." With that, I touched the smoke with my right hand, closed my eyes, and slowly pulled it away again. I opened my eyes to see that the smoke now surrounded both my hands; my right hand enclosed in blue ectoplasm, and my left was covered in red. Fear and Hate. "Zorc! Your soul has been split into two separate spirits. Human spirits. Because this was what you were initially made from. If you ever desire to wreak havoc in this world again, you'll have to join these two souls. But it's not so easy;" I lifted up my left hand and pointed it in the direction of the darkened sky. Then suddenly the red smoke burst toward the clouds and shot straight through them, causing the wind around me to blow with a bit of force. The trail it left behind blended with the fire that still smoldered around me. Then I continued, "for these spirits will be separated by 3,000 years and reside in quite different environments." Then I lifted my right hand and the blue smoke did the same as the red. I stared after them. There is no way Zorc could possibly rise again. No way.
My gaze returned to scene that surrounded me; fires still burned high, their reflections showing in the spilled blood that traced the black ground like small rivers, clouds still rapidly moved about the sky… But the Earth could be healed. I clenched my fist, and then released it, revealing a single seed.
I bent down and pressed a hole into the ground with my finger, and proceeded to place the seed in it. After I covered it with the loam, the rain began to fall. For only a few seconds did the rain pour, but it was enough to smother the flames. The seed was activated; all the blood drained into the mud which had also sunk Zorc's body into the earth, grass grew, and the sky clear up. This is the power of God. And now the Earth was returning to how it had originally been before Zorc took control. The only feature that was missing was the people and creatures.
Obtaining a knife from my cloak, I whispered a prayer for the beings I was about to create. Then, without hesitation, I severed my right hand off, flinching not once. Tossing my hand to the ground, I left for my place in the universe.
Halakti's hand began to morph into the shape of a human, then split into another creature: a dove. These two forms commenced in dividing into diverse figures, creating the biotic factors of the Earth. And each one was different in some way from another. The beings spread out around the Earth and all were content. But only for a few billion years.
Author's Note: Ummm…yeah, there you have it. The amazingly long prologue. And about the deal with Halakti and the cutting off of his hand: I have no idea why I put that in there. I'm just making all of this stuff up as I go along. XD Also, Bakura shallst be in the next chapter.
Chapters will probably be short, or they will probably be long. Chapters will come often or slow as hell. But so far I have more than half of the first chapter done already. GO ME!
As for flames, like my hero Willowwind Adurois says: "They will be used to toast marshmallows for s'mores!" YAAAAAAAYYY! Sorry, but I like s'mores.
Bye! Bye! (cheesy grin) Til next time!