Writing Seraph Saga - Chapter 1: Falling from Bliss

[Guest Lunairetic]

Chapter 1: Falling from Bliss.

Thunderous noises echoed through the dark sky, lights flashing in random occurrences through the pitch of night. Energies raged within the sky, their ominous lights scaring the darkness back to it's sombre prison of death. Slowly the heavens shattered, several shards of broken reality falling away into the threatening void which was continuously expanding within the depths of emptiness. An amethyst cascade of haze seemed to flow out from the foreboding event residing within the vast confines of inner space. Shockwaves of sound passed through the air, the sound of ?B? flat resonating within the endless void of energy that had so suddenly and so randomly occurred within the never-ending cycle of the constantly reproducing universe.

Shaking in fear, a small girl sat upon a pedestal of ivory; her flowing hair and fair garments untouched by the vile and imperfect void that confined her. Caressing her own amber skin with her delicate fingers, she shook; her blue hair shielding her eyes from the impurity. Swooning, she sat alone within the depths of nothingness; the incessant noise clouding what rational thought could be left.

The pillar of light stayed still amongst the chaos and anarchy; the only order left seemed to reside within and around the pillar. Cradling her legs, her light dress displaced itself, her feet and legs littered with wounds. A sigh filled with the exhaust of fighting the impurity, was exhaled from her lush lips; a trickle of blood running down her lower lip. A soft noise emanated from the drop of blood that landed upon the pillar; the order being stained by the crimson liquid and the soft constant hum stopped suddenly, a death filled aura replacing the nothingness. The little girl?s ears perked as the noise halted, a feeling of relief washing over her young body; yet a fear, like none felt before, stalked her.

Placing her left foot firmly upon the pillar, she attempted to stand; her weak legs wavering as she pulled herself up. As the dress set loosely in place about her thighs, the wounds were more prevalent; their light color contrasting with the small maiden?s amber skin. Faltering a step backwards, she was able to brace herself atop the pillar, her eyes covered with the soft blue hair. Slowly the symbol of order began to fade, the blood of an innocent breaking the bonds of continence. Becoming translucent, runes of a forbidden language could be seen lining the inside of the pedestal. Slowly their colors shifted in and out of the comprehendible spectrum of light.

Looking down, despair flashed over and assimilated the rest of her bliss unto itself; her eyes becoming wide and frantic as the realization of her fading salvation passed over her body. Whimpering and involuntary convulsions made themselves apparent as she shuddered, her blue hair falling over her shoulders, fraying slightly as she shook. Launching her head backwards in a surge of pain. Screaming, she fastened her eyes shut, trying to put a barrier between herself and the turmoil that saturated the evil encasing her.

A deafening roar could be heard in the distance, It?s presence ripping through the endless void; engulfing the small girl. Freeing her eyes from herself, she let out her final blood curdling scream; her white cornea now emerging and her raven pupil blurring. Screaming in agony, she felt as if her body was becoming torn; the symbol weakening and her body beginning to
resonate.

Beneath her, the pillar of light shattered; fragments of chastity and innocence fell into the pitch of oblivion. Where the pillar had once been, a darkness unlike any other existed, malice and insanity diffusing in every direction from it?s existence, it?s very presence defiled reality and plagued humanity with torment.

A crimson cloud was released from her throat as she struggled, the forces of insanity struggling over control of her essence, tearing at her; slowly trying to defile her. Finally the child?s body gave in, the pureness of her dress and skin being dulled by the dark space about her; her soft expressions losing their hold, her face slowly becoming apathetic; her skin growing pale. Slowly her body became still, her torso, propelled by some unknown energy, to be held in the dark space; her lifeless body being cradled as it drifted. Her soul screamed and her essence yearned for the life that she was promised, but was unable to feel; she hated her mother for putting her here.

Losing her strength, her corporeal body slowly began to atrophy, ceasing to exist within the nether plain of existence. Closing her mind?s eye, her mouth opened slowly; her vision blurred; it was over she thought.

Quickly it began to vibrate, shattering reality around it; the black energy starting to spin and resonate. Lashing forward, it collided with the young girl?s body; breaking several ribs as it ravaged her abdominal cavity. Quickly it traced over her body; her muscles contracting as the presences circled her. Noises that seemed like the speech of an ancient language rang through her ears; quickly she became aware of it?s presences, a fear growing within her soul as the creature circled her. The creature like entity paused, then grasped her by the face and plunged itself into her mouth, drawing down into her throat; filtering out through her body.

Suddenly the dark space surrounding her body reeled backwards, as if in fear. Gasping for air, she pulled herself upwards; her small frame panting. Scanning her flesh with her eyes, she wondered what was happening, why was she alive without the pedestal of light, how was she surviving in this chaotic prison. Shifting her gaze, she glanced at her surroundings; the darkness acting in a vicious manner as it lashed forward, only to pull back suddenly a few meters about her. Swooning, her head became light, her sudden inquiries quickly dying as her attention diverted to her head.

Searing pain launched through her body, her upper torso falling over her knees; clutching herself as the new pain gripped her. Screaming out, her voice rang through the abyss; her voice shattering the constant noise that still echoed within the walls of this nether land. As the pain reached it?s peak, her eyes began to change; their white cornea and raven pupils began to invert; the gateway to her soul becoming sealed with white and the outer layer of her eyes changing into, what looked like, onyx crystals.

Lurching backwards, the young girl?s body began to change; her physical embodiment enveloped in an anti-matter prison, her body cocooned by negative energies. Her screams became muffled as the pain of her soul, being wretched between corruption and purity, reached critical mass. Her heart becoming slow, she had reached a state of comatose, her body laying limply within the anomaly to which humans called death.

Floating weakly between the universe that remained out of time?s reach, she watched in horror as time quickly passed before her; her soul now untouchable by time as it began to merge with non-existence. A faint tremor of pain and self-hatred passed over the girl, her inability to fight this foolish ending; her life ending so suddenly and so painfully without her consent. Reaching inwards, she clutched herself onto the blood of her enemy; using her anger to fuel her, she started to move again, her arms and legs gaining a little strength back. A rage building within her very soul, she began to thrash her limbs; her futile attempts to drive back the evil, if only for a moment. Giving a final scream, her anger summoned it?s strength upon her, the blood of the demon boiling, thriving off of her fury.

Ripples of energy lashed through the void, the endless walls collapsing upon themselves. At the center of the shockwaves, the young girl could be seen, her body pulsating with an energy stronger than death itself. Imploding upon itself, the young girl?s body began it?s decent.

Falling to the earth, the tear in reality trailed her; a wave of beautiful energies following her through the sky as she fell to the mortal plain. A tear fell from her eye, the shining drop of dew seeming to ascend from her downward spiral, her legs placed above her, the light garment wrapped around her torso, flickering as the air rushed by. Colliding with the solid earth, dust flew into the atmosphere, a cloud of sombre running up her esophagus, ripping it?s way through her mouth in a convulsion. Gazing into the sky, she saw a beauty that she had never seen before; her eyes trailing over the shrubbery and darkness that lined the clouds of night, their vivid colors being processed within her human flesh, the black blood running through her veins giving her a feeling of vigor; when everything fell back into darkness, her body falling to rest within the emerald forest.