NationStates Jolt Archive

In a large part of the galaxy, a Kingdom grew. It was composed of a number of members, more then Five Billion Loyal Citizens. The Two most powerful rulers where married, the Emperor Junri of Lessr Tsurani, and Reola, the Ruler of the Elves. These two rulers prosided over the majority of the Empire, they had raised their daughter, making no Galatic announcment, deciding she was their own, and only the Tsurani need know. Now she was almost 16, able to take her majority.

Junri sat on his throne, wearing the Armour of Vaul, which stood pure white and Gold, even with the many hits it had taken from battle driods from the Iscs war, and from soldiers from the AN war. He smiled, looking at his daughter who sat on the floor on the step. She looked at the procceading with the large eyes of her mother, while her wings where feathered in the sign of the Celestial. She was beautiful, long Black hair highlighted white skin and wings, while her eyes where a bright blue. Her body was not the thin form the humans found atractive, but a natural looking form. She smiled, She gazed at the person before her, a High Ranking Clan member trying to court his daughter. She softly shook her head. He looked at the form below him before sighing.

"By my Order, unless my daughter says otherwise, you have failed." It was simple, the person left.

Three hours later, he looked as his daughter got dressed to go out. It was very uncerimonial, jeans and a black t-shirt, but because she was not in the public eye as much as her mother and father. He smiled, knowing it gave her the freedom to do what others in her state may not have. She nodded to him, and he nodded back, before she ran out to her car.

Junri slept badly that night, he had attempted to tossing and turning. His daughter had not returned, but he did not mind, she was staying at a friends, thats not why he was bad. He dreamed of a body, perfect in every form, moved towards the hot world of Kelawan. He felt the disturbance as one of the lesser gods was moved out of the beings way. He jumped up, the sweat making the sheets see through. Reola sat next to him, her eyes wide.

"Husband, what are you thinking?!" She said, she looked at him, her mind a flurry of thoughts. She was connected to this world unlike any other, she knew everything. Her fear made him shudder, the dream was showing him the present. Something was coming, something powerful.

Vaul strode through space, his perfect form moving silently in the mass of nothing. Before him stood a Being of lesser power, he pushed it aside as if it where nothing, for to him it wasn't. And once the creature was gone, he could see it, the perfectness of his Armour, the most beautiful thing of war made before the fall. He strode longer, making the massive gap in two fluid strides.

Junri sensed the Gods Presance in an instant, and within moments had the beings sword out. The blade was flashing red, something the Emperor had no idea what it ment, but hoped it was nothing bad. Thats when the form appered before him. It was perfect, beyond words to describe it, it made the room look shabby. He looked at it in amazment, before the being spoke.

And behold the being spoke of pure power, and the Emperor, who had defied Darkness more then once, crumbled beneath that iron will. For this was a being that was all powerful, a creature that had seen the destruction and birth of countless stars, and even led to their destruction themselves. He then felt a wisper, something lended him strenth.

His eyes snapped open, he couldn't understand it, the being before him had made him detach from his body, see what was happening as he would a book. He turned to see his wife looking at him, the strangest look on her face, and he realised, she could not see what he faced, the sheer power every single part of it showed. He was boggled even more however, that something had resisted it, something within him had that power. Then he heard the wisper again, in a language that made him feel amazing, like nothing he could describe. He was dieing and being born, he was in pain and plesure, he was knowing every single part of his emotion that could possibly be known. Nothing compared to this, nothing he ever had, or will he thought sadly. Then the being before him struck out, and without knowing he blocked the blow, seavering the creatures hand from the body. And while he wept and rejoiced at the same time, the creature began to shrink away. It was dieing he thought, but then corrected himself, it was not dieing, it was reviving the spirt that it had created, so another could take his place. And then Junri knew, he was the one who would. On his daughters Majority, he was going to become a being of this world, and most likely take the world in his hand without thought.

The sword began to turn to mist, as did the armour on its pedastil. For now it infused itself within Junri, before becoming solid once again. And he bathed in power, and he saw every single bit of beauty in the world and its creation, this was power, this was truth, this was an ending, and a begining.

And Reola, his beloved, she would be left to handle the life without him, and this saddened her, so he granted her power, and she began to assend to the power with him. He smiled as their bodies melded, they would be one for all enternity. Nothing would change them.

And as he rose, he spoke, so all Tsurani could hear his words.

I have Risen, and all who knew me shall bow down before me, for I am power Then, after a play of lights through the system, and major power fluxes, a man became a god.