《Alviona (undergoing Rewrite).》Chapter 0 - Prologue; When old dies, something new is always born
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In a universe where distant stars have died out, and nothing but pitch black was visible floated a massive beam of energy. It radiated light brighter than the sun. This energy resembled the shape of a humanoid. Looking closely, you would state that this was a man for besides "him" floated an apparition of a moon-like color; presumably taking the shape of a female. While "She" did not shine as bright as the man next to her, the subtle blue color was still a magnificent sight. She could have consumed the hearts of many mortals and even god alike with just a little stare.
"It appears that we are almost out of time Reiolle" (Sunlike figure)
"Indeed...however as long as I am here, alongside you Archill, the Sunlight Spear that is known to all the deities in the countless of universes, I, Reiolle, shall nor fear nor despair of the deed we are about to perform" (Reiolle)
"I am just tired! Tired of these countless battles! Of the countless times where both Godkin and mortals alike have destroyed each other due to their foolishness and stubbornness! I have existed for over twenty and three eons, and I do not wish to drag myself into yet another conflict between the gods. With this said, I do thank the forces in the universe for having met you Reiolle, and that I was able to for once in my life not feel and or be alone" (Archill)
Despite the inability to make any facial expressions, the moon-like figure seemed to radiate even more than before, so much that her soft blue color was resembling a dark blue ocean. If one was to guess, the girl was blushing from these words.
"You are beautiful, and I love you immensely," Chuckled Archill. The truth was that this couple has been on the run for nearly five years now in search for the universe deemed uninhabitable and far enough away to allow the pair create their first and probably the only child.
Reiolle gave an expression, which implied to Archill that of a smile. She had been in love with this entity for over 1 million years now, and despite this, neither of them were ever permitted by others of their kin to merge and create an offspring. Reiolle knew that she was mostly to blame for this. After all, she was engaged with that of the Sunlight clan. These were entities thought of as wise, prominent and robust.
For Archill to do something so lowly as to get engaged with one that did not even generate as much radiance and brilliance as themselves, was an action deemed unworthy of one titled Spear of Sunlight by his kin. True, Reiolle was very beautiful. However, she was in many ways, inferior and polar opposite of what they believed. She represented one step away from darkness and such entity being with Archill, the highest ranking of their clan, was a crime so big that even condemning him for eternal suffering or destroying his very essence would not be sufficient to atone for the sin. Indeed, having a child with this entity was taboo. However, she loved him. For that reason alone she was willing to sacrifice her entire essence to appease both of their desires.
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"How much time do we have before we are found out?" (Reiolle)
"We are far away from the most known universes, therefore enough time to create the child and send it to an alternate universe, where it will be shielded from the wrath of all the deities. Safety and preservation of its power is our priority. As such, I am afraid we can no longer exist in this plane of existence that we call home" (Archill)
Reiolle understood. She was afraid, unusually so. This fear, however, was not originating from the dread of non-existence. No, it was in truth caused by the fact that other deities had a vague idea of what they were up to. Performing such a complicated ritual required a lot of endurance, focus, calm and will. She and Archill possessed all four, however focusing while simultaneously being worried about being found quicker than anticipated, let alone the well-being of the child, she was scared. Scared to fail, scared as a wife to protect her man, scared as a mother to protect her child. With absolute resolve, she gathered up the strength that to speak up.
"Archill, my love, I am overcome by fear... I fear the worst. However, every time I stand beside you I gain enough courage to be strong. With this decree, with the utmost love and affection I have towards you, I stand ready. It will be the last time we will see each other like this, but if it means that our child will be safe and will have all the love in the world, I shall accept" (Reiolle)
These words inspired Archill. He had sacrificed a lot to stay by Reiolle's side. As such, wanting to have a child was something he long lusted. He knew, however, that the moment they would commit to such an act, they would have branded their newborn for destruction, which is why he had devised a plan. You see creating life was a hard technique to perform. Not impossible, just very hard. Higher Deities could only achieve it with the help of the Sunlight clan. He, however, was no creator, but instead a warrior, a spearhead that defended the balance of the universe. He knew very well that the technique he and his beloved Reiolle were about to perform was never tested. Failure was almost certain. But Archill loved Reiolle above all the balance that could exist in the universe, for this he was willing to sacrifice his essence and existence, for otherwise in the name of balance he would have to sacrifice their child, and Archill could not come to terms with such act.
Archill touched Reiolle's essence, and she his. The first step of his plan was to create an outburst of energy large enough to light up this entire universe, which had been shrouded by nothing but dark. Both entities started emitting their radiance in full color. Archill emitted a bright glow resembling tens of thousands of suns, while Reiolle shined like blood moon. This phenomenon could be seen throughout the galaxy that they were currently in, and looking from afar, one might have thought that the entire universe was caught on crimson fire. The first step was complete.
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"We shall warm up like this for about an hour, and after this, we will prepare for [infusion]. Reiolle, please delay your part until I give you a go. I need time to infuse the gathering energy and mold it. After we have completed the molding process, please create ultra-dimensional tear" (Archill)
Reiolle did as she was told. She had to buy enough time for Archill to mold his powers and put his essence into the vortex to accurately sculpt the child. As they had discussed before, Archill was in charge of creating the main body, a feat that demanded precision and sharpness, for a hindrance would mean every planet in the vicinity being destroyed. She was grateful that they had taken the time to find a place where nothing existed.
Reiolle, on the other hand, was in charge of creating the flesh or rather the vessel. She had observed mortals for as long as she had been with Archill, therefore knew very well what a frail body meant. A weaker being would not be able to accept their child. The power passages or Mana as mortals often referred to it as would break without proper care and effort put into it. The physical flesh would not withstand such pressure and all the tissues, blood vessels and muscles would merely burst, resulting in death. As such, Reiolle had concluded, that the elven race possessed the most affinity towards magic, particularly those of the female gender. They were highly attuned to and driven by [Holy], [Water] and [Earth] elements; therefore, their physique could withstand the blessings of the gods their realms inhabited. After much consideration, double-checking and experimenting, she had concluded that races such as Angels or Demons would stand out too much; elven heritage was the best route.
As Archill came close to finishing up the vortex, he started slowly pouring his powers into it. After a brief moment, he had successfully given it a shape that strongly resembled that of a humanoid.
"Please provide me the image of our child. What is the race going to be? What gender? What height?"
"It will be a female of elven origin whose height will be around 1.72 meters tall when fully grown. Elves are very resilient when it comes to magic control. However, no world would accept a child pop out of thin air. As such, to ensure the safest route, I have created multiple locks on her Mana wells and passageways, so that until she is in her full bloom, she will not inflict-self harm".
"You are as wise as the Moon itself. Very well! I have finished sculpting the skeleton. It should fit the body perfectly. Now then, Reiolle prepare to create a tear. I sense multiple deities approaching, which seem to be four to five hours away from us. As such, prepare yourself and remember, I love you. More than anything in this world."
Reiolle nodded in acknowledgment and took a round shape. They danced around until finally crashing into each other, creating a crimson supernova. It was a magnificent sight and those who were chasing after the couple stopped to watch this beautiful occurrence.
It only lasted for a few minutes for the supernova started to be sucked in by the vortex. As it finished doing so, the tear had opened up which instantly sucked in the whirlpool, teleporting it to an alternate universe.
As per Reiolle's preparations and Archill's instructions, the vortex changed the shape into pure light and started traveling in search of its physical body. It soon arrived on the planet known as Dedrillon, reaching a small village; its target being a half-elf woman, who had been pregnant for almost seven months. The skies were pierced by light and softly lay on the woman's face. It felt soft and warm. Such an occurrence had not been uncommon; therefore, nobody paid too much attention. The woman did not pay much attention to it either. She was not in any way unique, and half-elves were not an uncommon sight in this world. However, as she would soon discover, the child she bears is anything but ordinary.
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