Darkness has fallen on the once peaceful planet of Ehre, a world nigh identical to that of Earth. Teralitos, the God of Death and the King of the Underworld was mysteriously murdered, and the Underworld was left without a leader. Therefore, Velyu, the niece of Teralitos and Goddess of Mystery, claimed the title of Queen of the Underworld, much to the bewilderment of the remaining ten gods and goddesses of the Underworld. She firmly believed that Zethyus, the God of Life and King of the Heavens was the killer of her beloved uncle. Thus the Underworld declared war against the Heavens, and their soldiers rose from the ground as the warriors of the Heavens floated down from the skies to battle. For twenty years, the world of Ehre knew nothing but war. But the Underworld was quickly diminishing the Heavens from the epic battle, and were on the verge of victory. Fully aware of this, Zethyus remained obedient to the doctrine of the gods of the Heavens - never interfere with mortal ordeals, including war. However, Zethyus still took action. From the Heavens, he forged a legion of amazing warriors with god-like abilities - the Divines. Also, he instilled in their minds counterfeit memories of false lives that they lead, for without memories, one would hardly exist. Now, the Divines of the Heavens strive to turn the tide of the war, embarking on epic crusades and journeys, much to the dismay of the Underworld. Little do they know what awaits them at the end of their quest...
He awoke. A familiar breeze washed over his face, the catalyst behind him rising from deep slumber. Yet, something wasn't quite right. The first thing that caught his attention was the rough surface that made up the ground he was on. It was a dull, blood red... A sickening color if there ever was one. He pushed himself up from the prone position he was in before, taking in the change to the environment around him. His mind felt frazzled, and he couldn't seem to remember anything. A resounding din seemed to dim, to confound, to overwhelm his senses. Confused thoughts began to fill the hungry void of his mind. Voices of all kinds, calling. They were calling. And calling. He shook his head, almost delirious. Slowly, he forced himself to his feet, trying to push away, to cover up all these thoughts, all this confusion. Anything to clear his head. These thoughts only served to further hamper him. There were too many questions, but there was no one to answer them. That was when he saw it. Nevermind the sea that stretched far beyond his eye's natural viewing ability, dark, shadowy waters colored a hue of red similar to the ground he was on. Nevermind the bluish-red sun that glowed dimly in the skies, a sorrowful light that watched over the distant horizon, threatening to be eclipsed at any moment. What mattered most was the lone figure standing on the shores of that very sea, silhouetted against the light of that very sun. He couldn't see who it was, but it was clear enough that it was human. At least, it looked human. His thoughts were cut short when he noticed that the figure had tilted its head to one side, as though having detected him. There was a momentary pause, as he held his breath. It turned around. He could clearly see now, that it was staring back at him... Staring straight back at him through those strange, glowing, yellow eyes. A gaze that seemed to metaphorically penetrate into the depths of his own soul. Then it happened. The bluish-red sun from earlier suddenly glowed a blazing, shocking white. But it didn't stop there. A split-second later, it seemed to collapse upon itself, before it went all out in a spectacular nova. The man watched as the nova grew, threatening to consume everything in its path. For the first time since he awoke, the man felt fear. Shockwaves of energy washed over the planet. He could feel the tremendous forces buffeting him mercilessly as he fell to his knees. Even the very land itself seemed to suffer in agony, groaning from the assault. Yet, this was only the shockwave of the blast. The nova itself had yet to arrive. But there was one thing strange about all this: The figure from before. It still stood tall, unwavering amidst the chaos. It continued to observe him, for whatever reason there was. Then, it extended a hand towards the man. Almost as though it was beckoning him onwards. The man stared at the figure, and then the hand. The curiosity of it all transfixed him. It took him a moment before he realized that the figure wanted him to hold on to its hand. At the same time, however, the shockwave increased in its intensity as the nova grew ever larger. Before long, the man found himself forced onto all fours. But he gritted his teeth... And forced himself towards the strange figure. Slowly, but surely, he made himself crawl, all the while being pushed towards the rough, stony ground. Time seemed to have turned its back on him. Such was the arduousness of his task. As he looked up, he saw that he was closer... But it was not enough. Not enough. He stretched an arm towards the figure, as desperation began to overwhelm his being. At this distance, he could see strange, green lines, almost alien patterns that decorated the figure's hand, glowing softly. He could see a smile on the figure's face. And those eyes, up close they seemed a deep void that appeared to hide some dark secret. But he didn't care. That was not important. He strained all his being, to reach for that hand. That one hand, just out of reach. The hand that mocked him even as he now gave all he had. His eyes closed tightly from the strain. And then... Contact. His eyes flashed open in surprise. His fingers had brushed against the fingers of the hand, finally brushed the very hand that belonged to the figure before him. A sudden feeling of elation filled his senses. He could almost feel the figure before him raising its eyebrow, impressed at his feat. But at that moment, the figure glowed brightly... And dispersed. A thousand fragments of light exploded from it's being, diamond dust that shimmered against the oppressive storm. Spiraling, the sparkling mist flowed towards the remnants of the sun, directly into the nova. Directly away from the man. And he was alone once more. Whatever happened next, he didn't know. He couldn't see. He couldn't feel. For at that very moment, the nova completely washed over him. He felt everything and nothing around him, a burning fury of nothingness... His eyes shut painfully in an agonizing grimace; his mouth wide open, a silent scream in the very depths of madness. And then, all was silent.
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