1 Prologue

Eons ago, men were created by Celestial Souls. They were Guardians created by the Maker to watch over our universe, while their very life force energy has been intricately weaved into it. To the Maker, it was not enough to create the planets and stars. Why not let them live, He thought. Why not indeed...

So He gave them a consciousness.

He gave the Souls the ability to move, grow, transform, and change independently from their planetary bodies. The elders used to tell stories of Celestial Souls walking amongst us on the planet. They heard, saw, and felt us. They guarded over us and sometimes they brooded over us.

The Celestial Guardians had vast powers and they were gigantic beings, incapable of being fully comprehended by our human minds. Perhaps they were so large that there was just no way to measure their size. They could take up all the space in the cosmos and none of the space at the same time. They created man as a spark of creative energy. Our fates were so dependent on their existence, that if they were to die, they would take all of humanity with them.

Yet nobody ever gives a second thought to them. Some have even dismissed them as children's tales, until now...