Rules, Files, Forms

× Foundation/How It All Started ×

The dark being nods what some would assume was his head and a demonic raspy chuckle escapes his body. "We have given him enhanced abilities, and we have removed his soul altogether so that he shall not feel anything - this makes him only killable in one way. One must destroy his soul; but you don't even know where, that is do you?"

The light being looks at his creation with shock, and then looks back to the dark being. With a rage-filled form, the being raises his hands at his now adversary. "Nashyt de twa eqis!" The light being's form starts to shine impossibly brighter, and heat began to emit from it; heat that would burn the dark being's form. The being of light had not casted a spell to harm the dark being, but to banish it to a different realm. It was there that the being would be trapped for a very, very long time. Not for forever, but it might feel like that.

The dark being was gone, and not only that, but so was his powers from such a world. He couldn't manipulate his way back, but had to stay in his realm until decided otherwise by YHWH, the light being.  YHWH's body simmers down to its previous lighting, and he starts to move toward his creation.

The clay model of Amir became life-like, real, and stunning. The only difference between the statue and Amir himself was that instead of his eyes being their lovely shade of brown, the statue's eyes were a sickening green without a trace of any other color. He had a total of 8 fangs, 4 on the top and 4 on the bottom, and black claws that could cut through steel. However, he didn't make a move to do anything; he just looked around like he was lost, taking in his surroundings, the 'God' that had created him and now walked towards him. "Father," he spoke in a silky voice.

The being of light in front of him smiled and chucked. "Perfect, my child. His influence has not brought you harm. Your name shall be Amir, and I welcome you to the world. You are the perfect creation, the one that will rule by my side, that will rule over my other creations and live a happy life full of luxury, power,  and anything that you desire."

"Now you might be asking to yourself, what happened? Why are you unhappy? Why do you hate you're father?" Amir was speaking again, a whisper in your ear. "Let's skip to the part where he begins to kick me out."

The scene around you changes and you are now standing in a lush garden filled with numerous different plants, trees, and even a winding river that ran through it. "My father tried finding my soul, but he never did. It was as if it had never existed to begin with, but it did; if it didn't, I wouldn't be here. He wanted to introduce me to creation, and so he did."

Images appeared of Amir's explanations; everything was vivid, as if you were there yourself. "He showed me around his large world that he had created. It was actually beautiful and vivid and real. I didn't feel anything towards it though,  as having no soul equals having no emotion. And you may be wondering about my heart, but no. For one my heart doesn't beat, and two, that's not how this sort of thing works - everything you feel comes from your soul.

"Two days after he showed me around his world, I started training and testing my abilities; but then one day, I killed someone. I was training with this someone, and I killed them; bit them in the throat and completely drained them of their blood; I watched their body drop to the floor, and still I didn't feel a thing. No remorse, no sorrow - just nothing. Father found out about this, and he banished me on the spot. It was somewhat like the spell that he used on Abaddon, the dark being; I couldn't even enter his realm if I wanted. The spell cannot be broken, and cannot be reversed; it can only be removed, and trust me, He won't help me. A few years after I was exiled, He made man. By that point, I wasn't great at what I did, but I was still able to cause trouble. I helped Abaddon, when he tempted them to sin; I tempted Cain to kill Abel, and when the flood occurred, I was there in Noah's Ark, a wolf in sheep's clothing. Ah, the times I had messing with this being, and now he is unable to kill me or to cast another banishing spell; he's much too weak now, still permanently tired from what he did to Abaddon, doing the same to me a week later, creating man, and creating everything else before that. So, you see, the real reason that I hate 'Him' is because he gave up on me when I needed him the most. He abandoned me and left me to fend for myself. I have been living forever; I've trained, gained power, and now there's nothing that he can do about it because I have found my soul and hidden it,somewhere only I can truly find it.

"I was created by the two most powerful beings, equal in immense power. I have no soul in my body and can only be killed in one way, and there is nothing that my father can do about it. He's old and weak, unable cast even a proper powerful spell anymore. There's nothing that his angels can do about it.

"Now, before I send you away, little one, there's a little something that I have to tell you; but you must hush, for it's a secret." You tip-toe forward to hear Amir's secret, entranced by the lull of his charm, when he suddenly bites into your neck. You struggle against him, but it's no use; your efforts are meaningless and he soon drops you on the floor. Deceased.

Just like the first one he killed.