EXIT TO SUBETA (Hover the text to read).Ah...The pretenders.
The "Guardians".Too bad they didn't protect you well enough.In the end, they are inconsequential.They cannot match the powers of the Prime Elders. They can be killed, they exist to serve and, worst of all, they are tied to mortals. While they are created from the feelings and ideas of humans, we are forever existing. Before they vanished us, we were known as gods.We are the only true immortals. VoidTimeSpaceCosmos
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The year was 680.There were no Guardians.
There were no Champions- that's just a decorative way of saying mortals with power.
Back then, humans weren't cared for or considered.
They were insects and, at best, servants. Their sole purpose was to provide us with entertainment. Whether that meant getting crushed or defiled.
The humans... they called me Trigon.
Their stories told of gods with dark hearts filled of evil from a thousand galaxies.
Well, they weren't too far off.
I can travel through dimensions. In fact, portals can be created only because of me.
The smarter mortals, aware of my power, made sacrifices in my name and adored me at alters.
I can alter my appearance at will and I would often visit my followers to boast in my greatness with them.
This was the only act of benevolence I've ever shown. After all, anyone capable of ever meeting my true form was filled with rage, despair and power.
I suppose each one of the Prime Elders caused different reactions.
Life was the only one who brought hope and other cheerful emotions; which made Life the one most sought after and the most well hidden.
Even Intellect was rather cruel in what knowledge and wisdom they offered.
Intellect and Death were my buddies in terrorizing humans.
We were responsible for the four horsemen and caused the end of the world several times.
It was great; except for that time Death was insane enough to try and conceive a child with a human in vain.
It ended really badly, and it was annoying.The others always excused themselves from all the fun; finding 'meaning' in their duties...Cosmos was too preocupied with creating more and new matter to fill my space to ever have a nice chat.
I wonder what ever was his problem with me.
It wasn't my fault he was too weak to fill the infinite and forever expanding space I created.
Truly, no one could match me.Meanwhile, Time kept in check that no mishaps ocurred.
Not that I could ever understand why he was always so annoyed.
He kept going on about how the fact that I didn't see the time travel problems meant he was doing he job correctly. Oh right- and Void. No one ever saw Void but we knew inherently that he existed. I'd like to believe he was around more before I existed.We had control over all the universes.
The "Guardians" were nothing more than tumbleweed and dust bunnies. Their sole reason for existing came from Intellect's offerings to humans: Justice, Love, Chastity- Yuck. You get the point.Every once in a while we had our laughs with Champions such as Hercules or Anubis. So perhaps we had no reason to ever doubt in one of our own or worry about treason.It was Time. My own brother.
He was fooled by a Guardian traveling back in time from the future.
The Guardian of Power.
She offered Time an interesting deal- entertainment he couldn't refuse. However, the Guardian had everything planned and that passage was all she needed to ruin us.To Time, it was a prank on Cosmos.
To the Guardian of Power, they would be taking control of Cosmos and become powerful enough to overthrow us. With the exception that she didn't directly challenge the rest of us. Once she became evenly matched with Time, she used my territory of interdimensions to escape his watchful eye.Although I noticed the Guardian's presence, I hadn't realized how troublesome she would be.
Then, she met with Death. It seemed, apparently, they met quite often - another thing I blame Time for. He called those visits 'unconsecuencial.'She gave him power and intructions on how to defeat each one of us. "What happened in my past is what will happen in your future."
And you know what the worst part is?All she had to do was offer Death a child in return.The Fools!
Even being Death itself, he couldn't kill us. So he did the only other thing he could. We were torn apart. Skin. Muscle. Bones. Blood. Separated and rearranged to prevent our existance in any physical matter. For shame, Death. Life was the only one allowed to continue in her secluded corner.
Through the eras, our followers would find ways to revive us. Whenever we would resurface, he would hunt us down again, and again.
..and again.
Except the last time.
For some reason he didn't come.
Instead I was met with a younger Guardian of Power. I wasn't going to bother with anyone less than Death... but seeing her made my blood boil. She was no where as powerful... Still, I met my defeat and was exiled into hell.
At least now I have entertainment again. Have I properly welcomed you yet?It was black for far too long. I informed myself of the history I missed. Two thousand years, more or less.It turns out, the Guardian of Power kept her promise. Then Death created the alliance with the Guardians and became part of the council of Guardians. The news was far too disgusting for me to continue hearing more about Death's doings.
Every so often, I receive notice of the other Prime Elders' locations. Whenever I could, I slip demons pass Death's door to try and help them. And one day...I'll have my REVENGE.
Art, story and coding done by me. Thanks for visiting, I hope you enjoyed yourself!Interested to know more about the story? I'll be adding "story pieces" to my other pets. I'll link below as I finish them.(missing:time's piece) // Teslo: Will have Death's piece // King Chase: Will have Void's piece // Shinjuryu: Will have the guardian of power's pieceClick here to return to the top.
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