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[Thaoh Myrdania]

The fog crept around the destroyers feet, soon it was behind him. His foot wouldn't budge. The fog started climbing upwards, at the same time he could feel his master starting to retract. He feared the effects of the climbing fog should it reach him. The feet stung horribly. The master was retracting violently. Slightly ahead of the fog, it seemed as if he would get away. He would, for now. The entire body shook with pain and relief. While he had willingly given up his body for the greater cause when he signed up for the job.

The indescribable pain of a decapitation was incredible. He knew that it would hurt. The little boy would pay, and as that thought flew through his head it seemed as if it was sucked out of it. His cranial hands couldn't grasp it again. He tried other thoughts of evil, they too disappeared the way the previous had. His evil was disappearing. Fear was growing, fear of the unknown. Would he have to be good all the time. That thought sent shivers down his spine. Then he realized that the fear had dissolved. His entire way of being was dissolving. Was this his punishment? Did he have to reinvent himself?

He felt relieved when Armageddon left, his master started moving, the sad thing for him was that the trail of magic was too strong. The fog followed, like a dart. The reason Armageddon suddenly had started retracting and was betting to outrun the fog was the realisation that the one Saiden had tried to summon to help the situation was also a pure god. And his existence had started to fade. His escape from the dreaded fog was a rather spectacular story. For he did in fact manage to escape. But only through the most obscure ways of magic.

While running he also affected several realms meant for gods only. The other godsand demi-gods present also noticed the ancient friend of theirs' demise and decided to follow Armageddons suit. They coupled their knowledge and ended up transforming themselves into certain objects. Separating their magic from them selves as best they could. Two of the pure-gods decided to stand up to the magic and try to rescue their dying friend.

The boy shook his head at the destroyer, he could see both the shell of the previous being and the trail of magic leading away from him. He hoped that this would end the gods struggle to control man. Their miss was that they had let some of the original humans escape. The original humans wanted the human race to continue their growth without the influence of the alien beings. Time was a construct of control. This control had to be removed to continue the growth of their specie.

The boy now stood in front of the destroyer he had gripped the face of the destroyer and was staring him in his eyes. Again he conveyed information like no other could. The destroyer felt enriched. As if the boy was nailing things to the inside of his scull, things he knew he would need if he was to survive. Things his master... The concept was gone for him. He could not fathom how someone that felt so empty as he did could survive. Slowly his mind was filled with information of light, information of evil, the boys way of thinking was an odd one.

He knew both good and evil, yet there was no conflict between them. There was only peace, comfort, and acceptance. This notion was weird and the destroyer asked through the apparent connection the boy had made. The boy showed him thousands of thoughts in mere minutes. They struck strings he didn't knew he had. Many would think of and describe this as brainwashing. And in some ways it might have been perceived in that manner. The thing was, the destroyer realised, he supervised the transfer, the entire process. He also realised that it was entirely optional. He wasn't forced to think anything. Unlike under the influence of the previous... having lost the concept master he was at a loss of ways of ending that sentence so he decided to rephrase himself. It became "unlike before".

He liked this new way of thinking, the fog had moved on. He now found that the boy had begun filling out his libraries of words and concepts. master was there again, but something was different. He didn't have any feelings to the word, it was no longer a person. The word was a word, amongst billions of others. The boy did nothing to change who the destroyer was, he updated the knowledge the destroyer had to a newer revision.

The fogs effects on mortals was a very gradual one. They became peaceful, they had a more distant relationship to words. New languages was invented. True freedom was acquired. Although behind the scenes, the council of time did not like the changes made. And since they could use their knowledge of Time to exact their revenge, they would sometime in the future.  

[LanceCalvis]

Saiden suddenly stood up. His eyes were cold as ice at this point. Then, he started to speak of a tale of his earlier years.

In the beginning of everything. There was next to anything that could be considered matter. Even the coldness of space had not yet been invented yet. The very first of those that lived. Were not created by anything. They lacked a physical form that they could call there own.

In there boredom, they found things to pass there time on. Deep thoughts that would be beyond even the highest scholars. Because it was beyond the present that there minds were confined to. They could see every possible future that could possible come into being. So, they knew of all hardships, troubles and victories that were ahead.

At some point, a civilization was formed by there hand. A system, that I suppose. You could refer to as an archaic form of royalty. Those at the held. Were responsible for crafting all that would be.

At that time, Armageddon was entrusted with watching over time. There were a few others at the time. But not all were as mighty as lore says they were. There was however, one great god. Whose power rivaled that of all others. His makeup was an impossibility by today. There are so few impossibilities out there. But this is one of the few.

No being can be one-hundred percent good nor evil. Even in this time. Seeing such a thing was extremely rare. The energy of a being of pure good or pure evil. Would allow them total control of anything and everything they wished to call theirs.

A being of good, would use that power out of compassion. The "One God" as some mortals refer to him as. Was one of purity. It was his job, because of his own choice. To make the land he and all others lived in better than it was.

There were several plans for how everything would be. Which he discussed with his subordinates. In the end, there were only two plans that were actually finished. The first, was one that was implemented. Only on a very small scale. A Universe of sorts, were the gods had complete domination.

The second, is what you call Existence. Where Balance is the ruling factor of this world. A being of one-hundred percent good or evil can not exist. Because there presence would dominate all. Even the One God, made sure he couldn't come into this world. His presence would only cause harm. The best he could do after everything was said and done. Was to speak through another that was on that plane. But, doing so was very stressful to his "body" for lack of a better term. Because the distance his voice had to travel safely. Was an extremely massive distance.

The first plan for Existence that was scrapped. Admins like I were created to regulate the place. But, after our creation. Seeing the new plan that was made. Our presence was only a danger to the new Existence. So, we were bound in darkness never to escape. There were others like me. But only by a fluke. Was I able to actually escape.

We were thrown into that darkness. Because we were deemed too dangerous to allow to exist. But, we couldn't be destroyed. That was a kink in the plan. Out of compassion, it was possible for our destruction. But instead, we were allowed to live. Only to be able to watch all that was around us in the past, present and all possible futures.

When I passed into this world. At first I was a complete beast. I couldn't use any of my energies. But I was taken in by a tyrant of a king. His father was the first true king of this world. His benevolent was beyond measure. But his son, Prince Infinity. He had been corrupted by the new world. While his father kept the peace. Helping the world without interfering. King Infinity, followed a plan. That was very similar to that of another. Total control of everything, even the thoughts of the people if he wanted. His control was absolute but it was with its limitations. He had only inherited a peace of his fathers power. Who had been claimed in the first war of Armageddon.

In the beginning, Armageddon was a protector of time. He still stays to his duty. But disobeys the methods of balance that he was originally supposed to follow. This cause others to rise up against him. Destruction in his wake. Meant that one could and would be brought back after he'd done what he came to do. But, directly challenging him was an entirely different story. He has the power to completely delete someone from Existence. When this happens, only a small fragment of them remains. Nothing that could be considered a living entity. More like dust of sorts. That dust however, can fuse with other things. The rest, is too complex to explain to you. Because, it would go into the very core of explaining creation.

You see, this world is built around Balance. Those gods that are here. Are not here out of an imbalance to the equation. Armageddon on the other hand is. He violates the laws of balance. Because there is no one out there that can stop him. You, are merely a distraction. He flees out of self preservation. Not fear of destruction.

There is one other thing. His dominance is almost completely absolute. There are only two out there that can directly stand against him and win. Those two are currently not in this existence. So, that leaves me as the strongest being of opposition.

The laws state that nothing can be one hundred percent good nor evil.

For every thing there is an equal and opposing force. This doesn't mean that there has to be something of equal or opposing force out there. It simply means. That there has to be a combination of like elements willing to band together. With the force needed to stop it.

The first law is an impossibility. Because there is no combination of elements that can create someone of one hundred percent good or evil.

The second law, is absolute. Because everything was created with this in mind. Everything that can be possibly created or stem from any creation. Can not possibly unbalance this equation.

But there is one problem with the first law. Those of us gods that survived. That happen to be of complete good or evil. We stand as an element in opposition of that formula. While I, am an abnormality capable of becoming one hundred percent evil. There is another out there. That is constantly in this state. I fear this transformation, so I have locked it away. He embraces it and lets the power fuel him. Making Siad the most dangerous thing potentially alive. I, being named Siaden. Was given this name because of that figure. As one of the original beings of total darkness, I and him are the only ones that still have survived. My creator the One God and Siad. Both had a hand in my creation. One of my creators is completely good and the other completely evil. Except for I, us three. Are all that remains of those. Which falls into the category of One-hundred percent good or evil. All others have been destroyed entirely. Or willingly changed themselves into one of the many elements out there. One of those elements, I once knew the being known as love. Now, she exists in all things but is no longer alive in any meaning of the word. You say time has to be removed in order for progression. But your mind is too weak to fathom what that means. I've literally stepped into that future. Image a world were there is no one at all. With time gone, this existence didn't last long. Any measure of balance is destroyed. The end result. Is worse than what everything started out as. Before it was improved into what it is now. Imagine a world when few are still living. All those that are have no further purpose. Now imagine that world. Filled with monsters. Whose only wish is to turn them into to energy. In the end, there are only a few myself included. But what remains at that point is completely meaningless. Completely without motivation and completely hopeless. Saidens eyes then started to flash black for a second. He could feel his old self taking hold. Call off your fog or I shall completely annihilate you. Before your ignorant plans have the chance to progress any further than they have now.  

[Thaoh Myrdania]

The red-eyed boy listened to the tale of Saiden, he had few comments. Saidens attempts at reasoning wouldn't do. Thus the fog continued it's course. What Saiden might not know is that the world he visited was the opposite side if the world he created. The spell created the opposite of the world they were in now.

The spell split apart the good and evil. to such a degree that they lived in their own dimentions. So far apart that they no longer could influence each other. They might say they knew the intricacies of the spell, they might think they could stop the spell. It wouldn't do. Every way of manipulation of the spell would indifferently speed up the process as the spell consumed all energies that meddled with it, converted it to it's own energies and sped up. The boy could send commands to the spell, but they were more like suggestions anyways, Ultimately the spell itself decided when it was done and would stop.

There was no control, It was alive, it was life. In the new order of things, the evil that be would inflict evil onto evil and the good that be would inflict good onto good. Thus the golden rule would be the new way of life. They needn't worry about the souls not learning either, when they arrived at the realm of the dead, they would be reunited with their evil counters and their memories would be merged, they would take time to contemplate what hat happened. Then they would split once again to re-emerge new beings in the worlds.

Saidens other part was grasping for the good part through the walls of evil, the power of said walls was that of all of the beings inside the world multiplied with the power of existence and void. Thus the evil would be safe from good and the other way around. Teleporting would land them in their own reality. Even possibilities would lock them in. The only way they would reunite was through the realm of the dead. And in there, rules applied to the conduct.  

[LanceCalvis]

Saiden looked at the spell for a few seconds. Infuriated just by looking at the thing. He already was an abnormality. He had originally been an Evil person. This was what his soul was, it was evil. There was no escaping this fact. Despite his attempts at playing the role of a savior. He'd almost always done so through destruction. An extra soul had been created by him. As a patch to the hole that still was inside of his original soul. A large fish, whose very creation and purpose. Had been to lock Siad away for all time. The container had been made with more power than the one that created it had. Because, Siad was considered an equal in some ways to The One God. Though, this was far before a record system was even thought of. Saiden had attempted to steal away Siad. In his weakened state to absorb him. Then, Saiden would become the most powerful thing that Existed. But, the fish which was to act as the container for Siad. Would not allow such Evil to pass. Especially since it had been created by a purely good god. What Saiden really was in the beginning. Was pure Evil, an Evil that could not be created by anything. Because, the components to make such a thing. Did not exist on any level. The separation of the Good and Evil of a being. Under normal circumstanced would result in a total split. Saiden, wasn't bound by the same rules that others were. He'd inherited the destructive power of Siad. Along with the energy of his creator. The energy needed to Delete, Edit or Create. The very tools that were used to create this Universe originally. The problem lied with using such power. He feared what he was. For good reason actually. There had been a time. When his darker side had gone completely berserk. It had total dominance over his energy. During Armageddon's second coming. He couldn't distinguish between friend or foe during that transformation. His beloved Maria had even been slayed. The one who he had bore his only child with. The Destruction had even exceeded that of what Armageddon could do. For, his destruction was a mere temporary ailment. But, this however wasn't just mere Destruction. It was pure chaos. All those on the entire planet that he did battle with Armageddon. Including the planet itself. Had been completely and utterly deleted. Even the fragments had been attacked in his rage. He didn't want such a thing to happen again. Saiden also knew, that was the only way to get rid of this energy. To delete in it entirely. Such an action, would only cause a greater problem however. Thus, he was stumped as to how to resolve such a situation. Perhaps, a soldier of peace would be able to answer what he could not.