ch. 1 The god of Heroes and The World of Light

My name is Avis and I am but one of many chosen warriors of the Rava. The remainder of a disgraced group of gods who served the Light in order to fight the Darkness. But due to a cataclysm, we ran and fled to the far ends of the universe. I say we but…really the old ones are all dead. We are descendants. And we continue the mission that has killed them. The Great Evil known as Darkness doesn't need to be present to kill you. We Mortals hold darkness in our hearts. Our own darkness. But the Darkness emits a frequency that attaches to the deepest fears in our hearts. This is called Dark Thoughts and it only takes one person to succumb to these Dark Thoughts in order to call that Wicked asshole to kill all life on a planet. It's an infection of the soul that acts like a beacon. Us Rava or at least the warrior Rava chosen to go out to distant worlds infected by Dark Thoughts would purge the darkness before the Darkness arrives. We've been at this for so long. My father…he went to purge a world. But it was too far gone. And he never returned. The world was destroyed by darkness and forgotten. It's now my turn. Hopefully I don't meet the same fate as my father.

I walk up to the send off runway for the Chosen Rava. A speech is given by the chief of our tribe, Rown.

"I stand before honorable warriors given a difficult and yet mighty task of purging dark worlds. I know neither of you have asked for this but I assure you that whether you win or lose you will always live amongst the greatest of us in the stars. No matter how dark your path ahead and no matter the distance, know that if this is your destiny you will never be too far from home. We will live in your hearts forever. May the Light be with you my friends. And farewell!" He waves his hand outward as to salute us. And one by one we fly off into space towards our given destination.

The world I was assigned to was named the world of light. Apparently an older Arabs had previously purged the world and reforged it. But because it once again fell to darkness my people believe that it's a world destined to fall. The chief believed this as well. But I was the only one among the chosen Rava who decided its worth saving. After all. Among all the worlds now being infected with Dark Thoughts this World of Light was the only one to hold such a vast amount of light. Which brings questions as to why this world fell even with a Rava among it. I figure even if I die here if I'm able to find out why this world fell so easily I may find out why Dark Thoughts are plaguing the other worlds as well. The mystery behind the darkness and its weakness may be unveiled here. And I'll be the one to claim it. Not because I feel I'm destined to but because no one else will.

Flying through space is not what I imagined. The energy is Rava carry in our veins known as Source comes from the Lights. Thus we glow when we use it. That being said every person who uses Source energy doesn't glow the same. Currently I'm traveling with the remaining few Rava who haven't veered off to their destination yet. I've known them all since childhood. It's sad to know I'll never see them again. The others already waved their goodbyes as they went to their worlds. Jinnei's sticks close to me though. She's always been clingy. But I understand how she feels more than ever. She's always been what most would consider noisy but also quite perky and the best friend anyone could ask for. And her glow matches her personality. A bright festive aura. Her skin changed to the color yellow and her eyes a bright pink with her pupils being a luminous white. Her hair yellow as well. Darker than her skin but bright all the same. They say when we use Source energy the way gods do we become like them if not become a god ourselves. Source energy reveals our true nature in the form of our appearance once used this way. The elders say that's it's so we stay true to ourselves and everything around us. Jinnei's original appearance is indeed different from her godly one. For instance her eyes are brown. Her skin is tanned a near orange like all the other Rava and her hair is black.

My hair is also black and my eyes brown. But in the form we are currently occupying my hair is a bright red and my skin a darker tan. My eyes are a bright red and my aura a golden hue. But let's get to the most interesting thing about space. The lack of sound. Admittedly within our aura sound seems to work but outside of it it does not. We use telepathy in order to speak to each other but right now even though we should say our last goodbyes the only thing we choose to do is stay silent. A silence that we chose ourselves. And we're fine with just being with eachother in the end. Eventually I see her wave off and her smile turns into a sad frown. Tears stream down her eyes. The sight tears me apart. Our lives are forever apart. Lives we spent what felt like a beautiful eternity together. And here we are saying goodbye. I try to hold on my tears but my emotions spill through. I don't know what to say. And I don't want to say goodbye. My eyes heat up as tears burn down my cheek. And then I hear the one thing I never thought I'd want to hear. Something we all have to suffer eventually. But from my best friend. My closest confidant. My sister. Through means of telepathy I hear her voice echo In my mind

"Goodbye"

"Jennie!!" I scream and reach out towards her but she simply smiles and like a burst of light she's off to her own space sector. She's gone and I'm alone. What feels like an eternity of me flying through hyper space I arrive at my destination. A once world filled with light. I see a world cover in darkness with pillars of dark light. This is the beginning of the end.