Celestial Creation

C.C Chapter 1: The First Realm and its mysterious visitor

In the beginning, a single Deity roamed creation. Where they roamed lied a war-torn and tattered reality that had seen many hardships and trials. This deity was known as the "First God". "The First God" was a deity known as the creator of all and was a being completely shrouded in mystery. They had existed since before the beginning of ancient times and seemingly very little was known about them, including their origins. The only realm that is known to hold such old and ancient records was the very first realm ever created, The realm of Kalziku(A.k. The Kingdom Of Sheriia).  Realms are like galaxies or solar systems in that they are supported by a figure known as a center planet that is often located at the center of every realm. Realms are surrounded by many other normal-sized planets, dimensions, worlds, and spatial islands. Every center planet is often enormous and acts as the energy supply of all bodies within a realm, this even includes the many suns and celestial bodies that support the life of the much smaller planets, worlds, and dimensions(A.N: More info on this in the upcoming releases). Sheriia, known as one of the very first Goddesses appointed by the "First God" and one of the 4 figures who have traveled with the almighty deity, watches over the first realm and acts as both the Queen and support for the realm. Sheriia is also known as the Goddess of Emotions, some of her greatest traits being that of love, kindness, serenity, and prosperity. She resides over and protects the realm of Kalziku alongside Luke and Percilla, two of whom have been cared for by Sheriia since they were awfully young. These three occupy the realm of Kalziku and have done so even until now. 

~The Kingdom of Sheriia, Part 1

--In a castle within the realm--

A lone figure sat within what appeared to be a small library of a castle, reading and making notes on an old piece of paper. A female figure whose proportions were rather...perfect. Her skin was white and fair, she had beautiful long grey hair and silver eyes. Indeed a beautiful woman she was. She sat silently, reading over notes she had made and flipping through a book whose pages were aged and words that had begun to fade as the years passed on. She held onto a quill pin whose tip shined each time she had placed it against the paper to write. A man entered the room after bowing at the entrance in respect for the figure. He had light brown skin and blond-yellowish hair along with golden eyes whose stare was like a lion's gaze or glare. He had roughed and toned body features that appeared rather sturdy to the naked eye. He greeted the woman with respect and honor as he entered the small room.

Woman: "Why hello Luke, how has your day been? I take it that your talk with Percilla went well? Or rather the two of  you have made up with one another already?"

Luke: *clearly avoiding the question* "I greet thy ruler of Kalziku, Goddess Sheriia Avarashii.." Luke faced the floor as he bowed low, in an attempt to try and hide his obviously irritated, red, facial expression from Sheriia, which in all sense and means was a useless endeavor. Sheriia smiled at his unique, rare, and rather cute behavior.  

Goddess Sheriia: "I see that it went rather well then, after all, being angry will only make your face become stuck in place." Sheriia giggled to herself in amusement only to shortly feel the sudden need to tease him for a bit, and only just a little bit.

Goddess Sheriia: "Perhaps hugging her would have made you feel better my dear Luke? I heard from the faires that it helps incur stronger and deeper bonds between individuals of two or more. What do you think about this?" 

Luke: -Luke suddenly flinched at her words-"I-I think I'll go patrol the castle again and m-make sure there aren't any problems...I shall take my leave!"(Tsk! "S-she..why would she say that! Damit Percilla! It's all your fault!") Luke immediately turned around and left the room in a hurry. He was completely flustered and did his best to hide it as he left with his arm across his face to hide his blush.

Goddess Sheriia:*giggling to herself* "How cute of him. Everyone has their own way of expressing their happiness. I'm glad that you guys made up before he had to petrol the "Outter Regions". Don't you think so Percilla dear?"

A woman appeared into the room out of thin air, her body appearing starting from her head and all the way down to the soles of her feet. She had golden hair and ruby red eyes along with a slender waist.  She wore black bottom-half frame reading glasses which gave her a sexy and mature look. In her hands, she was holding an empty glass vile which was obviously used for an experiment of some sort. Her hair was braided into a ponytail which hung from her left shoulder and reached down past her waist and stopped right at her thighs. She had an indifferent face and often muttered calculations to herself as if to make an analysis of the potion she had just drunk. 

Percila: "...Hmm needs more work, and adjustments" Percila held the bottle up to her eyes and examined it

Goddess Sheriia: "teasing Luke again as always. I'm now almost positive that you two have made up already right?"

Percila: *Pushing her glasses up*"Made-up? Hmm...Well, of course, I 'made-up' with him. That is if you call being nervous and speaking in a shaky voice, deep tone, and low volume while trying to act calm but leaving the room after an hour of complete and total silence making up ." Percila stressed her words as if to try and make a point, yet in a sarcastic and rather jokingly manner.

Goddess Sheriia: "Haha, you two are cute together" Sheriia chuckled to herself

Percila:"...Cute? Right..cute. Isn't cute just a subjective term to describe two things, you know, such as small creatures with ambiguous features that catch the eye's attention?"

Goddess Sheriia: "Are you trying to compare yourself to small creatures?"

Percila: "Of course not!..No, why would I?" Percila paused. She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something but stopped before she could.

Goddess Sheriia: "Did you want to say something dear? You seem as though a cat caught your tongue..or perhaps, you may have made it disappear during an experiment?" Sheriia smiled

Percila:"...*sighs* Your words are humorous milady...I have nothing to refute back with."

Goddess Sheriia: "My my, I didn't know we were in a debate, my dear"

Percila: "~Ahem!~Of..of course not, why would I dare..."

Goddess Sheriia: "I'm teasing you my dear" Sheriia smiled as she watched Percila try and hide her flustered face behind a serious expression, yet of course, no expression of emotion could be hidden from her because after all, she was the 'Goddess of emotions'.

-~As Percila tried to change the subject, a loud noise could suddenly be heard from outside the library. The two stopped, wondering what could be making so much ruckus when the castle was normally quiet and calm. Suddenly, Luke appeared from around the corner at the end of the hall that directly faced the small library. On his left shoulder was a mysterious man who bore many cuts and bruises. He was bleeding profusely and was obviously unconscious. The man's armor was in pieces and the clothes underneath were completely tattered and torn. This man had surely come from somewhere and had gotten himself into a fierce battle, but now two questions had remained. Where did this mysterious man come from and who or what had he been fighting?~-