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Eons after the creation of the universe, and after the rise and development of innumerable species and cultures, the Great Spirit descends upon the very heart of creation, the cradle of life: Eoris. This planet bears the universe’s name and lays in the farthest reaches of the cosmos where reality turns to dream. Eoris is the birthplace of the first mortal creatures, the mecca of civilisation, and the sanctuary of the ‘Sil’, angels of creation and direct descendents of God.

A few years after her arrival, God unconsciously proclaims her wish to die, a call only her angels can sense. This event marks the beginning of a new war, one that confronts the mighty empires of the mortals that strictly oppose the destruction of the Great Spirit against the ‘Last Angels’, celestial creatures that descended from the heavens to fulfil the celestial mandate.

In this war, the nature of our devotion to God opposes our need to live.

What is more important... God or her creation?

Wednesday, 29 January 2014

Story #4


“Dad, isn’t this a part of our sun?” Speaks the child softly. “Dad?” He speaks again, this time louder. “Dad! I think you should not sell it.” He pulls on his dad’s hand and lets go. He runs towards the crystal, his dad follows closely behind. “Watch it son, you are going to get hurt.” The man says as he pulls onto his kid. “Dad, isn’t this a Spirit? A part of god?” His dad kneels beside him. “Yes son, it is. But remember what the Scian teach about religion and faith. “That we should never just believe.” Spoke the child softly. “Do you remember the tenets of the Cerian?” The boy looks down. “Thought without memory is instinct. Thought without memory is obedience.” The boy looks up at his dad with curved eyes and shaking lips. “Son, what they really mean is that we must not follow blindly, that things are simply fragments of nature, and like the earth and grass and animals we use to survive, we will use this, a part of our sun, to survive as well.” The man said smiling at the kid. “But isn’t it a bad thing to do?” The man stands, this time anger cannot hide behind his frown. “You mean a sin? You are sounding like a Kelian! Only religions believe in sin. Sin is their product and they sell it cheap so everyone will purchase their false cures. Do you really believe the Great Spirit or nature itself can even consider such a thing? Listen, son, I love you, but you better get away from whoever is leading you. You are about to fall down the deep end.” As the man stands the boy, angry as well, pulls on his vest. “ I am not talking about sin. I just think he came here for a reason. He came to us for help. Look!” The boy points at the beast within the crystal. There is great pain in his clutched hands. “Son, we need this. Try to understand.” The boy stares at his dad, this time pleading with tear-filled eyes.

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