Chapter 15:Ancient forces Stir 3 of 5
Origin of the Espers
So did subside the uproar that had so engulfed the Ivalice. The gods had seen it to be so, and seen it to be true and pure.
Light could shine upon Ivalice once more.
Though to all places the light could not shine thus.
In the corners, of depth great, of darkness taint, light could not reach.
And in these places the source from which all the darkness, hatred and malice was drawn from, thrived free.
The shadow Nethicite, Xabaam. They were still whole. In form of physical and of presence spiritual. They were still intact. Still, did they bare, the capacity to bring about grief to Ivalice and its frail denizens.
Numbered were their days however. For in the high emptiness, the Gods conversed.
Passed from each to each, the plight of Ivalice.
Suggest did each of where this darkness spewed.
Surmise did each that Xabaam was the root of Shadow.
Shadow was the core of all this grief.
Ahnas did set about, to conjure a blade whose might shall surmount all.
And so did he to the higher void of space. Where cosmic dust, flame, mist and coldness did coil about the vast emptiness. To forge from the heavenly entities that surrounded him: the blade to which the Shadow will meet its end.
Ahnas hammered the object that was taking shape.
Seem it did that all the elements gathered towards the forge of Ahnas. Truly, this blade would possess a power too terrible and great to Imagine.
Fly did sparks of cosmic flame as Ahnas continued to hammer down.
Marvel did the Gods at Ahnas. Exhibit he such power and control absolute of all things of which did surround him.
And when at last, the object had taken shape.
Whorl, round and round Ahnas, did the mist, dust and coldness of the void. The stars exploded into a thousand burning novae, all to signal the birth of a blade so mighty. The grand explosions lent their might to the blade.
Lo and behold! Ahnas brandished thus a handsome blade, of vibrant gold and red did it shine, slender was its form and feel did the gods power, whilst in the sword's presence.
Burning light illuminated the vastness of the void. An explosion, loudest in all of existence followed, and Ahnas was gone.
Descended had he to Ivalice. In his powerful hand he wielded the blade, which he had christened: Maxima.
Appear did Ahnas on the earthen surface of Ivalice. Standing proud and tall upon a spire, of rock was it cast.
His arm, Ahnas did reach out. Chant also did he, words of no tongue was familiar of. Glow bright light did the earth that did surround him, brighter and brighter as he chanted on.
And when at last he shouted a word of authority did the glowing turn into a flash of light brightest.
Crack and crumble did the ground in front of Ahnas. Split did it, and arise in movement rapid, a column of stone rank with mist. And there, embedded atop, the whole being of the Shadow Nethicite. Darkness soon took place of the sky. In gloom, the world was blanketed again.
Light had been forced to retreat. Proved wrong were the gods. Light had truly not been absolute.
Thunder rolled about the gloom that loomed over the horizon.
Ahnas glanced about him. Engulf not, would chaos and darkness Ivalice once more.
Turn his gaze upon the shadow. He leaped for it, and he did smite the Shadow, with force and power paramount.
An explosion did sound across the land, a strong gust swept across it. Halved was now the Nethicite. Burst did the darkness from the Shadow Nethicite. The earth of all Ivalice soon also seeped out darkness, and it all converged towards the split shadow.
Coil did the darkness, round each. Wisps of black form into an irregular shape. And then when at last the final strand of darkness joined the converging darkness, a bright light flashed, and the darkness was gone.
Hover did Ahnas above Ivalice. He pointed Maxima to the gloomy sky and the dark hues of the clouds vanished, replaced with rays of sunlight that bathed the Ivalice and Ahnas in glory of victory over evil.
A whorl of mist and flame consumed Ahnas, and find did he himself back in the high heavens.
Chance would he not take, for darkness to once again develop and mature.
Destroyed true was the Shadow, but Xabaam was still whole, and no means that any God could conjure would be sufficient to destroy him. Nor would any god bear the audacity to fell the life force of Xabaam. For in essence, to bring about the destruction of Xabaam's life force, would bring about also the destruction of Ivalice. Chained was Xabaam's life to Ivalice.
Destroy him, they could not. Destroy him, they must not.
Different was contain from destroy however.
Contemplate did the gods of simply reigning in Xabaam. Fetters would they place to stop the growth of his darkness, or the extension of his malice, all to safeguard those who are foolish enough to accept.
And so did the gods fashion the Seraphs. To which a purpose of over watch did they have of Ivalice from the heavens.
Twelve were they of beauty and might to behold. Wisdom, to them was given. Strength to them was bequeathed. And power, inferior to gods yet superior to most, to them was relinquished:
Loghrif the Transcendent
Lahabrea the Abyssal Celebrant
Igeyorhm the Martyr
Fandaniel the Protector
Emmeroloth the Holy Queen
Deudalephon the Benevolent
Nabriales the Majestic
Mitron the Chastiser
Emet-Selch the Angel of Truth
Pashtarot the Knight-Star
Halmarut the Arbiter
Ultima, the Redeemer.
Zodiark, the Obliterator.
They too thought, that Xabaam would be able to acclimatize to his fetters. Chance too, they would not take.
And so did they beseech the gods to conjure for them, heralds that would be sent to Ivalice, and there would these new beings receive orders that would all contribute to the safekeeping of Ivalice.
They were soon done. Given birth to in the void. To each a special appellation, and a special purpose.
They were thus sent to Ivalice. Among also did the Seraphs come to a decision to send two of their kind, to pilot over the Espers, as they were soon called in Ivalice. And there they would reside.
Belias, the Infernal.
Mateus, the Chilblain.
Shemhazai, the Elusive.
Hashmal, the Telluric.
Famfrit, the Ethereal herald.
Addrammelech, the Ahimsa.
Cuchuclainn, the Immaculate.
Chaos, the Zephyr.
Zeromus, the Void-knight.
Zalera, the Angel of Transience.
Exodus, the Eternal.
And the two Seraphs to join them are thus:
Ultima the Redeemer.
Zodiark the Obliterator
The seraphs did know, that darkness, could not be destroyed absolutely. So did roles they give, to the Espers, to guard and forestall Xabaam at all costs.
What mistakes do the Gods fashion, in situations do they thrust themselves in. Blindly to they believe that their preempted fates are all in victory and achievement.
Mustapha Mond
Ordalian Historian
Scipio: The titles of the Espers were changed. They are yet to be corrupt by darkness. In the game, coiled are their hearts and souls of this darkness. Thus the otherwise morbid titles such as: CUCHUCLAINN, THE IMPURE. Whereas we, have other, somewhat positive titles.
Comet Wong: Whatever he said….hehehe
