Prologue
Prologue
Calian
When I first realized how much trouble the world was in, I was only ten. At that time it was a nightmare, and even now it haunts my dreams. Even after five years, it replays every time I close my eyes. We had trained together growing up, and then he was taken from me. It was my fault. I knew that. Now I would avenge him. Now was my chance. If I could make it into the Lazaren’s clan, and train, I can get him back.
I found my way through the Cleansing Tunnel. It is called a Cleansing Tunnel because it kills off anyone too weak to survive. If you make it through for three hours then you have earned your way into the Lazaren’s Clan. My mother and father hold me to higher expectations though. Most here are humans, but I’m different. I am a God.
I just don’t know what I’m a God of.
Weird, but completely true. My oldest sister Nyx, Goddess of Night, says that if I survive this I will be told my role. Nyx is the oldest of us all.
She leads the stars in a nightly dance until the sun rises. My father, Eurobus, is commonly known as Father Time, and my mother is Gaea, Goddess of Creation. I have many other siblings, and they have all known their gifts from birth.
Unlike them, I was sent to Earth, as my Father wanted. He said I was to be trained for my great task. That I would grow with humans, learn from them, and then learn how to love them. Mother was sad to see me go and fought Father, but in the end, I left. She gifted me with a human body that could support my Godly power and told me that in years to come I would learn to use my gifts.
Their words stuck with me as I entered the tunnels, prepared to live for an entire day, despite the usual time only being three hours. I only managed to learn one of my powers, but this one power gave me a name and a reputation. I was known as the Lightning Beast. The title brought stories. My accomplishments, my battles won, and the blood I’ve shed.
I can’t bear to hear it though; it brings him back. I shake the thought from my head. It’s not time to think about that; not now. I breathe deeply as I draw my large double-edged spear. Lightning crackles in my veins and I relish in the feeling of it. This was going to be easy.
