1. The Lonely one
In the beginning there was nothing.; just a pure abyss of darkness and a entirely dark figure with white eyes. He was lonely and wandered the abyss for who knows how long. He only wanted a friend or someone to be besides him as he walked in total darkness. So he reaches inside himself and pulled out another being, but this one was entirely different. She was completely white with blue eyes and resembled everything the lonely being was not. Cheerful, optimistic, full of joy, eager, and full of love. The dark being was shy with his opposite counterpart, since he had no one to talk to or even with him until now, but the white being smiled happily, and she gave him a hug. Thus, he had tears full of happiness that dropped into the abyss. They walked together happily together, but the Dark being still had some loneliness inside him, even if he was showing joy with just being with her. The white being saw that loneliness and wanted it gone for good so that he could be happy. So, with the same but limited power he had, she had made the stars that was their tears, illuminating the abyss and showing some light. Yet, she felt there was still something missing, so she had made the Planets, but one was special that she had made life all around. Full of trees and grass and beautiful mountains with scenery. She felt herself weaken as she felt a little of herself fading away with the things she created, but she knew how special she was to the Dark being, so she hid it from him so that he wouldn't worry of being lonely again. She grabbed onto his hand as they both descended onto the Earth as everything was beautiful, but only the stars were the source of light, so she used even more of her power to create a giant ball of light. The dark being wanted to be helpful, and so he made the Moon on the opposite side of the earth. She felt there was still something wrong, and made animals of all kinds for the water, land, mountains and much more. She was fading more and more with each thing she made for the planet, but she forgot something ...something that had made him lonely in the first place ...people ...people that were willing to befriend someone, or even love one another. With the last of her ability, she made a huge group of humans all around the world. The dark being just noticed her slowly fading away, and ran to her and caught her before she fell to the ground. As she slowly faded away into bright feathers that would wander the earth, she looked at him and smiled as she placed her hand on his cheek and completely faded into the feathers that would wander and help this world. The dark being was shocked; with all this rage to the humans, his eyes turned completely red and he cursed them to feel a little of the pain he had to go through. There were screams of agony, wrath, and greed that would kill others. Lust. Sloth that would let them slowly wither from their lives. Pride that would take control of the weak. Gluttony that would slowly kill the rest of starvation from the food that was missing. He cursed them with misery and doubt and others. But, after a day of what happened, no one was hurt, and he was curious why. It was because they loved each other; they would help another in need, and cared about each other. He was impressed with their triumph over the eternal curse that was placed upon them. He felt very weak from all that he threw at them and, with a pinch of his power, he made two beings. A dragon that would observe the humans and watch over time, and another being, but this one was a skeleton that had his small part of the dark being's abilities of death. Thus, he gave the skeleton two items and a ability; a scythe to reap souls, a black hooded cloak to make his presence unknown, and a ability to collect souls and send them to their judgment. After that, he let the cursed humans live as they are now and wished to sleep and forget the pain he had to endure
After the Dark being was awake he had examined the world but it was in a endless war against men with swords and horses and religion. He had sighed and compressed his mighty power of the gods inside a small human sized figure. His skin was still pure black and his eyes was red from the day he had unleashed his fury upon mankind. He took a deep breath to see he was under a old tree that was here right before "she" died and one of those feathers took a form of a seed and planted it self into the ground. He would sadly look onto the tree and gently pressed his hand onto the tree as steam would appear from just the touch. He slowly let his hand go as his human handprint was imprinted there and he would smile a little as he starts his journey to see what he missed.
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The Tale of The Lonely One.
Fantasyjust a story I kinda forgot about and so I'm just saving this just in case B)
