Some creatures, as time passed, evolved inspired by the essence of them, taking caracteristics from them. Others just made their own way.
Even though this planet had three powerful entities living among them, life never took a step back. They continued to perfect themselves as time taught them about the Universe and what it contained. Life continued even though three times all existence of life there was threatened by three mistakes each of them made.
The first mistake was done by the arrogant one, being too busy shapeshifting trying to find a more powerful form, forgot to alert his Universal-self about his own meteor approaching. Well, normally he didn't need to do that because the planet had its own way of defending itself from meteors, sometimes this makes me think how alive seems to be this planet due to the life inside it. But, unfortunately, this meteor was way too fast and way to big for the planet to stop it. By the time the Dragon noticed the meteor was already a flaming ball of chaos ready to pierce through the planet's core and releasing all the molten blood that the planet was made of, just like the dragon wished for in his godly form.
The Death noticed this at the same time but he didn't have the time to calculate how to kill that before it crushed. The Angel couldn't not imagine what to create so it would not destroy all. The Angel and the Death weren't very impulsive as the Dragon that, moved by the rage of his own mistake, spread his wings and ignited his mouth flying directly forward to the meteor. You could see both of them going against each other at full speed, flames and rage combusted in their front leaving a thin trail of smoke behind them. They looked like the same being defied by himself. Both of them did not startled at any point. They both moved against each other like there was no other way. When they reached each other all that fire inside the Dragon focused on one powerful almost endless beam of fire even hotter than the hellish fire surrounding the meteor that pierced it's center. You could see that beam going out of the sky into the inifte space. Even the Angel and the Death were amazed by the Dragon's power. The meteors core was melted. Yet, it didnt stop. Like nothing happend it continued raging against the planet's surface. Not the meteor nor the Dragon would give up. Both were made of fire. Fire never gives up. The Dragon with all his fire temporarily exhausted, retracted his wings and went inside the hole made by himself. It took around two long seconds to reach the middle of that huge mass of iron, earth and fire. After those two seconds passed, the meteor cracked and exploded in a huge cloud of fire and stone. For a second everyone saw the silhouette of the Dragon spreading his wings in the center of the explosion, and heard a mighty victory roar that filled their hearts with fear and admiration. After that, he felt to the ground. And with him a rain of fire that devastated an gigantic area, lifting dust and ash that devoured the planet's surface asfixiating almost all living beings.
All those mighty great lizards the Dragon was so proud of, those who praised the Dragon's mighty strenght, that evolved based on the Dragon's look were gone. Not one survived that holocaust. The first that came because of them. Because of their imperfections. Because of their needs created by the possession of a body.
The next mistake was made by the Angel. His love and distraction for the colors of the world. Flowers, birds, insects, and his own beauty made him drift away too much in this planet that he did not notice that the star near the planet was coming to its end. Slowly, the planet's temperature dropped down. Everything became ice. Life that had lived in that tropical paradise planet couldn't adapt fast enough to the changing temperature. The ice age came, from vanity all the colour of the world disappeared, leaving a white, shiny, cold and lonely planet. Now he had all the mirrors he always wanted in every ice wall. There was not much time left for the life in the planet. He knew long time ago that the ability for contacting with the soul he was once part of was long lost. He still had his own power given by the Universal Angel but, he never tried to revive a dying star. With this small body it was really hard to tell what will the outcome be. His battle for preserving the life of the planet was as flashy and visible has the one of the Dragon, but it was as important and hard as that. With his present form, the one of a giant eagle with blue eyes and silver white shiny feathers, flew to the top of the highest mountain to be in direct sight of the dying star and started meditating. It took hundreds of years before he could manage to stop the star's cooldown and starting raising its temperature again. Unfortunately with his current power he wasn't able to mantain that star's temperature for long. So he must focus and meditate from time to time so that star mantains creating the light that all living beings needed to continue living.
So because of he couldn't stop admiring the planet's beauty, every year, after the colour full Spring comes the planet goes back for sometime to that white state called Winter, all because the Angel's love for beauty stops him from meditating.
The Dragon laid dormant for centuries exhausted.
The Angel prayed almost everyday from winter to summer.
Then during the dawn of men. The third, the Death himself, brought his imperfections to surface.
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im going to sing the doom song.
dumdudum dum duuum
me gusta mas arial. gracias los q me siguen corrigjiendo

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ResponderEliminarYet a lot of creatures were attracted my his strenght and power. The strongest followed him.
ResponderEliminartendria que ser BY en vez de MY o no??
si. ya esta. gracias
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