In the beginning, there was a God that created all things through the use of sundering the primordial abyss that preceded all things. Splitting heaven and earth forming the creation of the cardinal world. The first and most fundamental world in all of creation, protected and blessed by the God himself.
Soon after, the God incarnated into a lesser form known as the Heavenly Star King. Where he and his 7 Seraphs protected,defended, and served the cardinal world and their creator.
Years after there began a Great War, named the Great Tenma War. It destroyed virtually all of the races and species living on the cardinal planet and thus caused all beings to retreat to the inner sea of the planet. The era would be named the age of the gods.
Though humanity was sure to fall during this war. There was a great hero, the first and the pinnacle of all heroes and humanity. He would put the war to an end and ensure the survival of humanity, through the use of the promised one. A destined child of stars blessed by the first hero himself to save humanity once again for an even greater threat than before. Chosen by the God himself and is stated to be the God's ultamate masterpiece.
And to save humanity from future threats to ensure their survival the God along with the help of the progenitor hero created a system named the Throne of Heroes. Where it records all of creation and sends agents named heroic spirits to help protect and save the world and humanity.
Though with the progression of time, this information was lost. Known only to few beings now.
Now, in a more stable time. The world is being threatened again, with no hero to defend against the threat, who will save the world and ultimately humanity in this time of need?
Running throughout a seemingly endless white marble corridor was a frantic boy who seemed to be running for his life.
Naked feet slapping the white marble tiles coupled with his frantic breathing contributed to this life or death situation to where the boy felt if he stopped running for a moment his death would be assured.
As he kept running he felt the entity behind him creeping closer. The lights behind him giving out more quickly leaving the area behind him a pitch black void in which he doesn't want to get caught up in.
As he felt death creeping closer the boy's breathing started to get more frantic and he pushed his legs to the limit.
The boy then saw a door at the end of the hall quickly coming into view and gained a surge of hope. He pushed himself as much as he could until he could reach the door.
Finally reaching the door, the boy quickly turned around to see if he was still getting chased only to be met with a long white hall of marble.
In confusion he slowly turned around to open the door feeling unsettled as he knew there was an approaching darkness accompied by thousands of seemingly disembodied voices.
As he opened the door and walked through he was met with a lightly armored torso bumping his head into it. Stumbling back he looked up to see someone he has never seen before.
They seemed to be a woman or maybe even a man. But one thing about them that was true was that they looked absolutely ethereal. Beauty beyond the imagination of any normal person with flowing platinum white hair and starry deep lilac eyes.
But before the boy could lose himself more in the person's beauty, them moving their hand caught his attention.
He started to stumble as the person reached for his head. "S-s-stay back!" The boy yelled out.
As he stumbled back more, the boy felt the darkness surround him and the other figure. But before he could react, the strange person's hand clasped around his neck and lifted him up causing him to choke.
As the boy struggled to get out of the grasp of the strange person's grip he felt his consciousness start to fade. "P-please let me go," the boy said, struggling to get air.
And as if heeding his command the figure dropped him into the endless abyss causing him to fall, screaming in terror.
The boy then woke up from the dream with a jolt. Taking a few quick gasping breaths. "That dream again." The boy said in a detested groan.
Hello there, my name is Lucien. And that I suppose was a dream. Atleast I think so.
I started having them a short while back and they are all the same. Me getting chased by a darkness and ending up with me falling into one. But strangely, this time there was a figure, he looked out of this world. Like an angel somehow.
Honestly this was all too weird.
After a light stretch I then made my way to my bathroom.
I then began to take off my clothes and start my shower.
But before stepping in, I took a look at myself in the mirror.
I then sighed. I had these markings on my body that made me stand out from other people.
They were tattoo jet black like markings that mainly covered my torso,back and lower neck down to my waist.
They were relatively easy to cover up so they doesn't bring unnecessary attention towards me. Unlike the one covering my eye.
I have a weird black panda like marking around my left eye as well. I don't know where I got these markings/tattoos from but my parents say they were just unusual birthmarks. But I feel like they are much more than that, especially given how none of my parents have any markings or unusual traits about them unlike me.
"I guess I'm just different." I say with a sigh.
After taking his shower and finishing the rest of his routine, Lucien then went to go put on his school uniform.