C r e a t i o n
by
Nightjar
Prologue
They gazed up into the night sky and witnessed the end of a war. They watched the final battle between the Light and the Void.
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"What do you think happens to the one of us who goes, brother?" The Lord of Light asked with his thousand voices as he hovered over the Path.
"Well, little one, that requires an answer that does not exist and you know it. And we both knew from the beginning who would go and that point of our existence arrives now. So ready yourself, brother." The sharp, cold and soundless voice of the older one stopped without any kind of echo and a black glowing orb appeared in his right hand and quickly formed into a long and broad knife with a crescent tip-half. On his other arm a shield began to form out of stellar mist, building a mirroring surface.
"I see you still appreciate my gift. What an irony." He spread his six wings and pushed forward, his slender, serpentine body cutting through space as he snapped for his brother. He was stopped though when his dagger-like teeth got obstructed by the blade of his opponent and he was thrown to the side as the shield hit him.
The Void soon stood over him, his blade raised. But he was flung backward by a force field of his younger brother who simultaneously rolled onto his stomach and turned around to face the charging foe who slammed him into an invisible wall. The Lord of Light groaned from the impact and used his tail to hit his brother, who therefore missed with his knife. The hit was immediately followed by dozens of ethereal blades but the Master of Nothingness caught them with the shield. As he lowered it again the Light rammed into him, shoving his counterpart backwards who tried to stab him again. But the other one dived to the side and used that position to wrap himself around his brother, shackling him.
"I know you saw my dispersal and you being the one causing it. But you didn't look further.", he whispered into his captives ear.
"This is not right! You have to perish! Otherwise this world will, taking us both with it! You already destroyed one and I forgave you, but this time there will be no forgiveness for there will be no existence! Not even the void will survive this!"
"Nevertheless,", the winged serpent continued, ignoring his brother, "I did. And I saw the end of this world. But we both know that an end is also a new beginning. Our time here is over. We are not what we were and it's time to begin anew."
He let go of his brother and hovered in-front of him.
As they stood there they looked deep into each others eyes. They tried to find what the other thought to react to it properly. They assessed each other for a long time only reading in silence to try and figure the out the counterpart.
Then a spark inflamed a cold and dull fire in the eyes of the Void and a grin spread over his face. The Bringer of Light tensed up but only a sad and tired smile showed on his muzzle as he relaxed again. Then he felt the knife in his chest.
"The thing is, I was there before you and thus I will be there when you are long gone. A new beginning? No. A new time? Yes. I am the Void. I am the non-existent; therefor I can not not exist. Farewell, brother." With these words the blade began to pulse and the Lord of Existence quivered in pain.
"Nngh. Yes brother. You will be there and I won't. You will know reincarnation and the only thing that will be left of me is my reign and realm. But I will have an heir and you lesser might for that is the only way in can become a better world." That said he embraced his brother with his wings and gathered his last reserves. The eyes of the Void showed disbelieve, doubt, fear and anger as the Light let loose his power.