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The old man sat at the far end of the desk looking deep into Desmond, chills ran up Desmond’s spine as Celtare held his breath with anticipation. Slowly, his eyes shifted from blue to brown then to a bright green before he exhaled. “I believe it is your destiny to know that which is even beyond you,” he said as beads of sweat rolled down the side of his face. “A storm is coming… That much I am sure of,” he said nodding to himself, pleased. With a sigh he opened the bottom drawer of the desk and pulled out a small glass, placed it on the desk before him. “Grentel”
he muttered to himself as the glass filled with a yellow liquor.
“In the beginning there were the Great Ones… countless beings, so much that even the stars in the night sky do not come close. We existed in a realm beyond your understanding, there was a war which took place over a thousand years. In the end we destroyed our realm and everything that was important to us, forcing us to wandered space in search for a new home to call their own.” He raised the small glass to his mouth, his eyes a glossy white as if reliving the events. “Some found small worlds while other found small meteorites to call home. Smaller worlds shattered before some of us like particles of dust which we devoured so that we could grow stronger and larger. Eventually a distant star shone bright through the many cosmoses, giving us insight allowing us to glimpse into the future, and believe me it was beautiful! Life… It was just beyond our reach but it was there,” thoughtfully he leaned back in his chair running his hands through his thinning hair.
“Order was formed and thus we were happy, able to coexist and move as we wished. For once there was peace between the Great Ones, even the smaller worlds were excepted as equals. Eventually the star began to fade and with it our order crumbled. The dream of life also faded with the light” slowly Celtare got to his feet and begun to pace the room, empty glass in his hand “Grentel”
he mumbled again. “Before, we had never known happiness therefore we never missed it, but to lose it was unthinkable. Leaving us in darkness, Some of course wandered off with faint hope of discovering the origins of the light. Many reverted back to the old ways of destruction, explosions erupted throughout the darkness as worlds were destroyed.
After countless worlds fell before us there was a emptiness within us. Slowly we moved farther from each other shrinking deeper and deeper into ourselves, many of us fell into a deep slumber while others lost what was left of their mind, when an unexpected eruption of light exploded violently… We the Great Ones were alive again. Lost dreams flooded into our thoughts and we no longer drifted aimlessly, we grew stronger. Eventually we began to turn on each other fighting to be close to the blinding light in the forming galaxy. Those that were weak fell before us pleading for mercy but war, I mean true war could not be avoided. We fed upon each other absorbing every element they possessed, while others crumbled into shards of what they once were. War continued for thousands of revolutions around the Bright One, which you call the Sun. That is until the first form of life in our galaxy was found on Jupiter; It was no larger than a speck of sand moving along he clouds of Hydrogen, feeding upon Helium gases floating throughout the atmosphere.
Life amongst us, “Celtare took a deep swallow of the yellow liquor, there was a subtle sadness in his eyes when he looked up at Desmond again “was a dream long forgotten, yet here before us all was life! Greed consumed some of my brothers and sisters destroying that precious life. Some of us fought for order, while others like Forelith came crashing down upon my home breaking it into two ripping my essence… my very soul, that’s why I stand here old and decrepit.
When my home was struck and my essence was ripped into three; leaving us with the Celtare, Lunastra and Iriata. Lunastra currently resides upon the moon which is why the moon has such influence on the workings of this planet. Iriata is bound to the lost world, long exiled to the outer reaches of the galaxy but it will return one day because we are bound to each other, bringing nothing but vengeance.
When Forelith fell upon this world he wasn’t strong enough to destroy me and I being ripped apart, I was too weak to consume him. We have been fighting for millenniums for complete control over this world. For the time, Forelith rules over the realm of the underworld, awoken by hatred and consumed by fire formed from our merging. There are many that follow him and his ways causing havoc upon my lands, extinguishing the life from those that would oppose him. He moves in the shadows, fearful to show himself but his time will come, as it will for all!
As you know I am Celtare. Many before you have called me “God” or even “Mother Earth”; Mother Earth is the closest but as you can see I am no woman,” he said smiling in spite of himself. “Ruler of the land and sky above, all that creates life on this fragile planet is mine. Even the seven is of my making… Reckless as they are, yet even death can be tamed.” Celtare sat the glass down on the desk in front of me and pulled his seat beside me.