Dawn of a Hybrid Page 2

  Lusìvar’s foggy, shaping smoke glittered with red lightning bolts. Two wings sprung out from the fog as did two legs. A small tail whipped from overhead and a long neck broke from the top. Lusìvar’s dragon form hatched from a self-making egg, his once humanlike form transformed into a monstrous dragon beast.

  Two rival dragons were competing over the life roaming around in chains.

  “Now you see, Crystal Dragon,” said Lusìvar, in his new form, “my time had come and your time had ended. The age of gods is over, and the time of new gods had come. There is nothing you can do but fight to be cast aside.”

  Lusìvar’s dragon form lunged for the Crystal Dragon first. The terrible Spirit grabbed the Crystal Dragon’s godly body and heaved its wings around the god. “Try to get out of this,” said Lusìvar.

  The Crystal Dragon smiled at his opponent and glowed brightly like the sun in the sky, turning into a cloud form of its own. The Crystal Dragon’s fog-like body evaporated around Lusìvar’s dragon form and moved around the evil Spirit, taking hold of his back and trapping his wings. Then the Crystal Dragon turned back into his dragon form and used his four legs to hold Lusìvar in place. Once again, the Crystal Dragon was proving gods were more powerful than their creations.

  “You underestimate the power of us gods,” said the Crystal Dragon. “You will learn that our creations are not meant to be gods, like the Titans that considered themselves to be gods. Now, it is time for you to be removed from this land and cast even further than where the Titans are imprisoned.”

  In one deep breath, the Crystal Dragon hurled a cosmic laser beam from its mouth. His breathing power wreathed down on the dark spirit, disembodying the enemy.

  Lusìvar’s face was struck to the ground, unable to see the power flowing over his back, but very capable of feeling it. It was a great pain erupting through him like a giant needle being hammered into his physical body.

  In a matter of seconds, the Crystal Dragon unleashed his godly fury upon the dark spirit, disintegrating Lusivar entirely. “You rose from nowhere,” said the Crystal Dragon. “Now you descend into the solid coil of darkness, never to find the Light again!”

  The Crystal Dragon’s energy beam grew larger and the dark spirit ceased to exist in the physical world, or so was thought until Lusìvar’s spirit appeared from his destroyed body. “You think you have won?” shouted Lusìvar’s disembodied voice. “I will rise again, and when I rise again, I will rule everything! Since gods cannot interfere with the mortals, I will have divine influence in the realm of the mortals.”

  “But in the meantime, BEGONE!”

  The Crystal Dragon whipped his tail and Lusìvar’s spirit dispersed from the realm of mortals and into nothingness. Pangaea was freed from a tyrannical spirit and the living creatures could live once again without anything controlling them or binding them in heavy chains again.

  After the great battle that was believed to have taken thousands of years to fight, the Crystal Dragon went back to the high heavens: the Realm of the Gods. In the Realm of the Gods, there was a single platform with large pillars circulating around a giant glass globe. Clouds rained overhead and fogged the platform, making it a living room style place for the Crystal Dragon to watch and see what happened in the Mortal Realm.

  There the Crystal Dragon was joined by the two other gods, the goddess Adelpha and the god Origenes.

  Origenes had the form of a horrifying male human: long black hair, black beard, and a thin mustache on a pale face with black eyes. He wore a black robe and had black feathered wings. He held a long, black, spiked staff with a large black-tinted ruby at the top. Origenes was the embodiment of Shadow, which was reflected by his physical form.

  Adelpha had the form of a beautiful female human with long white hair. She had a pale face with white eyes and she wore a white robe. White feathered wings shifted gracefully behind her as she held a long, white staff with a blue sapphire on the top. Adelpha was the embodiment of Light.

  While Adelpha and Origenes were opposites, the Crystal Dragon had kept them from fighting and under a perfect balance. It was the Crystal Dragon’s duty to make sure Adelpha and Origenes didn’t ruin what they created in the Realm of the Gods as Lusìvar and the Titans did in the Mortal Realm. The Crystal Dragon kept them at a distance like parents keeping their children from hurting each other, and kept watching what was going on in the Mortal Realm.

  The Three Gods looked through the glass globe and they saw the horror inflicted on the freed races that were once bound in heavy chains and enslaved for centuries. They had seen light returning to the mortal realm and life blooming once again, but the inhabitants still remained frightful of the experience they were put through.

  “What are we to do now?” asked a worried Adelpha

  “I’ll tell you what we’ll do, Goddess of Life,” said Origenes, “we end all life in the Mortal Realm, bring an age of nothingness, and start over, remaining in control of a new Mortal Realm. Otherwise, new chaos will begin and we will have wars all over again.”

  “Are you mad, Origenes? We can’t control what we created. We cannot make the same mistakes Lusìvar and the Titans have made.” Adelpha protested.

  Origenes scoffed, “That’s because we have them set free; let them do what they want in the domain of witless mortals. They will never understand the concept of life we have given them. As the God of Darkness and Death, I say we destroy and create anew.”

  “I will not allow my dark rival to destroy what all three of us created. As the Goddess of Life, I will not allow the Mortal Realm to be destroyed. Life must be preserved and allowed to flourish, not created to be killed.”

  The argument between the Goddess of Life and the God of Death had grown somewhat irritating for the Crystal Dragon. The dragon god couldn’t have the two other gods bicker about what to do next. He was their balancer, so the dragon god had to make up its mind.

  “Enough, both of you!” shouted the Crystal Dragon. “The new life of the Second Generation is already growing, even slowly. However, there are several species already growing faster, bigger, and smarter than the humans and the other creatures: Centaurs, Dragons, Faeries, Griffins, Merpeople, Pegasi, Sea Serpents, and Unicorns. When the power of time in the Mortal Realm comes, the Second Generation will end when the humans and the creatures rise. As the Second Generation collapses, the Third Generation will rise. By then, Lusìvar will have returned, and we cannot interfere in the realm again.”

  “What had been created must not be destroyed by us; they must die by the ravage of time and have their spirits to be transferred to the Realm of the Dead to be judged on their actions and choices. Even if they were enslaved by unnatural creatures like Lusìvar did when he was ruling. He was not a spirit we created, which means he was created in the Shadows of another world in the First Generation. Either a bodied animal or a spirit, he will rise again and will rule the lands again.”

  Origenes stood in front of the dragon god, with a staff pointing upwards instead of downwards. “What do you propose then, Balancer of Light and Shadow? Do we stand by and let ancient beings rule the land? Or follow my plan and destroy all lifeforms and start over with new creations that we have complete control over?”

  “I agree with Adelpha, we will not destroy what we created,” said the Crystal Dragon, “but we can’t them live such long lives. In the Mortal Realm, they will all die from the decay of time. We gods must not change what we have already done. There must be balance between life and death as well as a balance between Light and Shadow.”

  The beautiful goddess Adelpha stood beside her rival god and faced the Crystal Dragon. “What must we do then? If we cannot destroy or interfere with the mortals, what are we to do? Do we stand by and let the Shadow User rule again? Or do we interfere and set life anew?”

  “Or maybe some mortal with godly power could keep them in balance?” the Crystal Dragon wondered.

  A thought struck the dragon god, “If one of us sha
red only a small fraction of our power with one mortal and taught that individual to balance the Light and Shadow in the Mortal Realm as I do in the Realm of the Gods, we would not have to do either.”

  “What are you suggesting?” asked Origenes. “You go down there and rule the mortals yourself and let Adelpha and I take over the Realm of the Gods?”

  The dragon god walked past the other two gods and toward the edge of the gods’ platform and looked down, only gazing at floating clouds. “No,” said the Crystal Dragon. “But someone with godly power, my power could stand against Lusìvar.”

  “Giving a mortal your powers?” said Adelpha. The goddess strolled over to the dragon god, who was the size of her. “Is that a wise thing to consider?”

  “Do you have any other suggestions, goddess?” asked Origenes. The god stood by the glass globe and stared at thousands of living beings showing positive and negative feelings. “It would be a wise thing to give a mortal a small fraction of our power, but will he or she be able to control it? If you look closely at them, their hearts are filled with happiness, love, and hope while their minds are filled with anger, rage, and jealousy.

  “Their freewill will allow them to do whatever they want with it. Surely by passing godly power to a random individual is risky. So the question is: which lucky living being will get the godly power to keep the Mortal Realm in balance?”

  “Not a creature that had been born yet,” said the Crystal Dragon. “If I give a small portion of my power to an already born individual, they will use it immediately. My power will have to go to an unborn child. So with the power of time and evolution, the godly power will grow in the child’s mind and heart, balancing both at the same time.

  “When the child is born, the power will be kept asleep. It will awaken when the child comes of age, letting it grow as slowly or quickly as the child does. When the child is born with my power, that child will be known as a demigod: half god and half mortal. That child will be able to resist against Lusìvar’s dark power and fight against him and find a way to conceal the dark spirit in the right imprisonment.

  “He can have companions to help keep the balance in the Mortal Realm. I know Lusìvar will have minions of his own and will try to bring back the banished spirit to rule over the Mortal Realm again, and I will not have it that way. A child of my choosing will become my child and the child of a mortal, thus making the child half mortal and half god. It will be a way for that child to be able to contact and talk with us and transport himself between both Realms. Death will seem irrelevant to the half-mortal, but the power to time will savage his body. And when he dies and if Lusìvar was not defeated, he will be reborn again and that cycle will keep going… until the dark spirit, the Shadow King, is defeated.”

  The other two gods stood beside the Crystal Dragon, understanding its decision to find a fatherless child and store a part of the Crystal Dragon’s power in that child. Then the child will be hailed a hero and a liberator who will free the Living Life from a dreaded spirit.

  And so, the Crystal Dragon once again for the last time, descended into the Mortal Realm to find a female being already giving birth to an odd, yet special child to give that child the godly power. The Crystal Dragon knew the child it was looking for had to be a very, very special child; a child that had a balance of life and death.

  “The child I choose will have its father’s blood destroyed but will keep its mother’s blood,” said the Crystal Dragon. “Its father’s blood will be gone but my godly power will take the place of the father’s blood. And so let it be known this child I choose will be mine and the woman giving birth will be the mother and raise it as any mortal mother would.”

  Then after roaming the Mortal Realm of Pangaea for a long, long time, the Crystal Dragon found a pregnant woman, a female being that was neither human, spirit, or Titan, but a woman of the physical world going by the name Celestreá la Mùne. She had long hair, ad silver as the full moon and a green dress of a gentle rainforest green and eyes that sparkled like the starry night.

  The Crystal Dragon found the woman in labor, no trace of the mortal father with the mother giving birth.

  “You give birth to a child but where is the father?” asked the Crystal Dragon.

  “The father is not here,” said Celestreá la Mùne. “He had been away for a long time and I fear he may never come back. It broke my heart when he left and now my child will grow without a father.”

  “He will have a father, but not among the Mortal Realm. I, the Crystal Dragon God of Light and Shadow, will choose this child as my son. The power I give him will be a divine power, so that he may defeat an ancient evil that was cast away but will return in the future.

  “When I insert my power into him, the blood he inherited from his mortal father shall be destroyed and be recreated by a new immortal bloodline: the power of a god. He will become a demigod; therefore, he had been chosen by the gods to be the Catalyst of the Gods of the Mortal Realm.”

  So it was this woman the Crystal Dragon chose, when the child was born with a small touch of one of its claws, the Crystal Dragon let out a single glow. Placing a small power within the child’s heart, destroying half its body and replacing the destroyed half with new legs, legs of a dragon and as well as a pair of wings.

  “This child is half mortal and half god. His skin not glowing will show his mortal side while his glowing legs will show his godly side. He will bring an age of peace to the Mortal Realm and forever dispose of the Dark Spirit King, Lusìvar.”

  With a child found and chosen by the gods to be their weapon and ultimate salvation for the Mortal Realm, the Crystal Dragon went back to the Realm of the Gods to watch over its son from there.

  The Crystal Dragon had finally rejoined the other gods to watch the son of Celestreá la Mùne grow to be the one the Crystal Dragon chose to become the fighter meant to seal Lusìvar in a permanent prison.

  “You think he is the one?” asked Adelpha. “He doesn’t look like he would be able to fight anyone.”

  Origenes gazed upon the woman looking over the baby covered in a large blanket the Crystal Dragon had chosen. “He’s going to be an outcast. His appearance alone will make his mother abandon him; she’ll leave him to die in unexplored territory in the Mortal Realm. His appearance will make everyone insult him and hold him in low regard. If he lives and grows like a regular person, he will surely wish to be dead.”

  “He will need time to grow,” said the Crystal Dragon. “His mortal father had abandoned him and the mother, but the mother will look after her precious child. She will teach him the way of life and he will learn that a god had chosen him as its child.”

  “You want this child to grow, even if it means throwing in sadness and happiness at the same time?” asked Origenes.

  The dragon god nodded its head at Origenes. “I’ve chosen him to be our presence in the mortal realm. Now it’s up to him to deliver what I have given him.”

  The child would grow up with his mother, Celestreá la Mùne. She taught him the way of life and the way to live. The God of Death was right: the child did grow up as an outcast; he looked completely different from everyone else. The child’s appearance made him feel like he was never meant to be a part of their society.

  Pangaea did not seem to be the place for the demigod to be living. But Celestreá la Mùne did vow for her son to grow up and teach him everything there was to know about living, even though she couldn’t protect him all of the time.

  But despite the challenges, Celestreá la Mùne kept watch over her only son. The child soon learned that his mortal father had left them, but a new one found them and took them in under its wing. Celestreá la Mùne revealed to her son the mortal father was replaced with a god, choosing the child to be a heroic defender of the life that thrived on Pangaea.

  As some years passed, the child began to grow bigger. Soon the child was joined by another child; Celestreá la Mùne found another mortal man to love and became one wi
th him. She gave birth to another child, a daughter and a half-sister to the demigod.

  However, Celestreá la Mùne’s daughter did not have the same godly power as her demigod brother. Celestreá la Mùne had her hopes reborn of a new, uncomplicated family. The man she found didn’t mind having the demigod as a stepson and raised him with the daughter as a family. These two children were the ultimate blessing the woman was happy with.

  The two children grew with each other alongside their mother and new father. This was a perfect family that the demigod could be happy with and seemed to forget what his other father was.

  Until one day, in his teenage years, the demigod discovered a large lake. When he looked into the reflection in the water, he saw the reflection of a dragon not himself.

  Then a large cloud sprouted from the lake and the demigod saw the fog turn into a mirror with the dragon reflection looking at him. “The time had almost come for you to become what you were meant to be.”

  “Who are you?” asked the demigod.

  “I am the Crystal Dragon, ruler of the gods, Balancer of Light and Shadow, and you are the mortal I chose to be a demigod, in other words, my son.” The Crystal Dragon, in a fog-like form, showed the demigod all the memories of the long, distinct past. The Titans. The battle with Lusìvar.

  The Crystal Dragon showed the demigod the great horrors the Titans inflicted in the Mortal Realm, long before Pangaea ever came into shape. Then when Pangaea had shaped after the Titans and the First Generation fell, the dark spirit Lusìvar took control halfway into the Second Generation. The Crystal Dragon showed Lusìvar taking control over the lives in Pangaea and ending the memories with the dragon god sending the dark spirit into a dark abyss.

  “The age of the Second Generation of the Living Life is soon coming to an end and the Third Generation of the Living Life is about to come. Lusìvar will eventually return, and we gods must not interfere in the Mortal Realm again. You, demigod of Light and Shadow, have the power of a god sleeping within you and will awaken to counterattack Lusìvar before he rules again.”