Prologue (1)
Blood slid from the corner of his mouth as his pale, cracked lips opened when he coughed.
"Why are you doing this?"
A voice echoed in his ear, yet he stayed focused on his objective, unwilling to stop.
"Perfection…"
As he said that one word, his outstretched arms started to shake as if he was an older man.
"Stop this madness! You are killing yourself! Even if you finish it, you won't live to see the end."
The voice shouted in fear that his creation would consume him.
His power was slowly fading, and with it, his health.
"My life… I would give it all if I could… but, promise me that when my body fades, you will see it through."
His hands slowed down drastically, and his voice seemed to become distant. In the background, sounds of weeping could be heard.
A white flash of light blinded them both.
"It is done…"
In between his wrinkled hands was a sphere. Although it appeared to be tiny, in reality, it was just the opposite. His hands were too large.
His body started to break apart, starting with his feet. He knew he did not have long, so he turned to look at someone.
"Only the best."
His voice was soft, but there was this pride in his tone.
"Only the best."
A weak voice responded.