The Redemption of Chia

PROLOGUE

A long time ago, when Earth was still young and uninhabited, a vast lake rested atop a towering mountain. One day, a powerful beam of light struck its waters, and from the shimmering surface emerged a beautiful woman, cradling a small baby in her arms.

With no time to waste, the woman, who called herself Bachué, set out to explore this new and wondrous land alongside the child.

Years passed, and after journeying across the entire world, the child grew into a strong and handsome man. In time, he took Bachué as his wife. Their union flourished, and Bachué, blessed with extraordinary fertility, gave birth to countless children. Thus, the human race was born.

Bachué and her husband taught their children everything they knew about living in harmony with the land. For centuries, humanity thrived in peace, coexisting with nature as their creators had shown them. But once humans became self-sufficient, Bachué and her husband knew their work was complete. And so, transforming into two giant serpents, they returned to the sacred lake from which they had once emerged, vanishing into its depths.

Not long after, other mystical and powerful beings appeared. They called themselves gods, and in time, they took on the responsibility of protecting the planet and its inhabitants. They controlled the fundamental forces of nature—water, fire, wind, earth—ensuring the balance of life.

Among all the gods, the most revered was Bochica—yes, even more than Bachué. He traveled the world, guiding humanity toward progress and helping them evolve into a structured civilization. While Bachué and her husband had taught the first humans how to live in harmony with the Earth, Bochica elevated them to a new level of knowledge and organization. What a god he was! No wonder he became so legendary. They called him "Bochica: The Civilizing God".

However, Bochica did not undertake this task alone. Accompanying him was a beautiful woman named Chía—but she was no ordinary woman. She was the Goddess of the Moon.

As the celestial guardian of the night, Chía's duty was to watch over all living beings when darkness fell. After all, the night was the perfect veil for demons and malevolent creatures to unleash their chaos and mischief.

For a long time, Chía fulfilled her sacred role with diligence, and Bochica was proud of her. However, despite possessing the immense power befitting a goddess, she harbored a glaring flaw—her personality was far from divine. In truth, she behaved more like a rebellious youth, driven by impulse and a relentless desire for amusement.

Though she carried out her duties, she found herself growing increasingly frustrated with Bochica's rigid sense of honor and unwavering discipline. Worse still, the wild and unpredictable nature of the demons fascinated her more and more. As time passed, Chía began to question her role. Why should she, a goddess, concern herself with the affairs of mere mortals? Were they truly worthy of her protection? The idea took root in her mind: perhaps a being as powerful as her was not meant to safeguard the world, but to revel in it—just as the very creatures she once opposed did.

And so, the unthinkable happened. Chía gave in to temptation and abandoned her sacred duty, joining the demons in their frenzied waves of destruction.

As time passed, Chía became increasingly corrupted, and with her, humanity also succumbed to darkness. It is said that it was in that moment that they lost the purity and goodness that Bochica and Bachué had once instilled in them. Thus, Chía, the Goddess of the Moon, transformed into Huitaca, the Goddess of Chaos, becoming the leader of the very forces of darkness she once opposed.

Huitaca relentlessly sought to corrupt humanity, while Bochica—who regarded the fallen goddess as his daughter—desperately tried to bring her back to reason. But his efforts were in vain. Eventually, he and the other gods waged a great war against the forces of evil led by Huitaca. The conflict raged on for ages until, at last, darkness was vanquished, and with it, the Goddess of Chaos. Peace returned to the world, yet humanity's lost purity remained beyond salvation. The corruption Huitaca had sown ran too deep to ever be fully undone.

Bochica, heartbroken by the devastation she had wrought, faced a difficult choice. Many gods demanded her destruction, but Bochica, still loving her as a daughter, refused such a fate. Instead, he delivered a punishment he deemed fitting—Huitaca was stripped of her divine power and imprisoned within the moon, condemned to watch as humanity struggled to heal from the suffering she had caused.

Centuries passed, and the names of Chía and Huitaca faded into oblivion. Bochica assumed her former role, and the world carried on.

An intriguing story, isn't it? No doubt. You probably think that Hui— I mean, Chía— got what she deserved, acting like a reckless child. And you know what? You're right.

Chía... I… I was wrong. Disastrously wrong. Because of me, humans, though still capable of goodness, now carry darkness within them. Because of me, conflict and war have plagued the world. The gods have done their best to guide humanity, but the damage was already done.

I have spent countless centuries locked away in the moon, left with nothing but time—time to reflect, to regret, to long for redemption. I yearned for another chance.

And then, it happened.

One day, without warning, I returned to Earth. Trapped in a mortal body, my sight was gone, and most of my powers had vanished. I don't know who freed me. Surely, it was Bochica… but why? Did he and the gods decide to give me another chance? I don't know.

But I know who can tell me.

I may be blind, but within me, a faint ember of power still lingers. It will guide me, at least for now.

It's time to find answers.

It's time to visit Bachué.