Gentle, pale fingers weaved together a fragile body with the golden threads of life. Soft blue eyes stared down at her creation and a tender, loving smile dressed her face.
The body was of a small, pale girl. Her eyes where a vibrant yellow and she held long, black hair with a single green stripe running down into the strands of black hair in the front.
Silvia was satisfied with her work and reached down, a small ball of bluish light in her hands. She let the light drift from her hand and over the chest of the body before it simply vanished. Seconds later, the vessels chest lit up with a brilliant blue light and every vein in its body began to pulsate with the same, blue energy.
When the display of power faded, Silvia decided it was time. She took a deep breath in through her nose, preparing herself to finally give the command to her little warrior. Her voice was calm and soft like silk, yet commanding like the ocean as she spoke.
"Lunaria Moon, you are my creation, a daughter of the goddess of death. You are a necromancer, and as such, you are gifted with the power to call upon the spirits to aid you at any given time. You are also gifted with the power of manipulation of the very molocules that make up this universe and it's people. Lastly, I gift you the gift of guidance, so that you may always find your way home"
She paused for a moment before continuing
"You are my warrior. You are our next generation. You will eradicate the existance of Naoma, goddess of life, and take my place as the goddess of death. Go now.. "
She says, her voice beginning to waver now as the world around Lunaria began to fade into a field.
"Complete your existance. Finish your destiny. You where born for this."
As Silvia's voice fades with a final goodbye, the scene around Lunaria is set. She lays unconcious in the midst of a golden feild, soft and lazy winds blow past her, carrying the smell of the forest, of life.
And Lunaria begins to breath.
