The Lost Orb [PFS #1, The Bearer]

00 "The Beginning"

"What's written in prophecy must unfold; an event bound to happen is about to take place"

THE BEGINNING
Era 982, Maius

‎EVERYTHING has a beginning. The singularity where it all started, resulting in the vast cosmos of Space and Time, followed by the cycles of mayhem, the proliferation of heavenly bodies, and the wheel of life and death. Soon, the primordial entities will be born from these tides of neverending loop.

Where all is preordained to rule over the limitless cosmos.

‎Presiding over the mantle of the universe, THEIR significance is beyond the law of every cosmic object. THEY are comparable to no one. THEY are also called the Prime Figures of Totality, with the primary source of Totality being left unsaid, ‎and soon perhaps, completely forgotten.

‎Napakatagal na panahon na noong unang ipinagkaloob ng The Bearer ang kaalaman na ito sa mga Disciple niya. To rule this planet since the wake of dawn is akin to slumbering for eternity. With THEIR disciples who preserve the peace over THEIR realm, Armistden is in safe hands.
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‎Later was nothing short of shocking when one of THEIR disciples gained the higher knowledge known to humanity. Such a bliss to see the ripples from the ocean of time, to witness the destined unfoldings being written madly in the water.
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‎The bliss to predict the truth behind the reality, and fortunately to have shaped both in THEIR throne and in the realm of mortals.
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‎This female disciple can freely interfere anonymously to THEIR precious creations.
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‎Humans.

Napanatili niyang nakamulat ang sangkatauhan sa pinsalang dala ng kinabukasan dahil sa taglay na abilidad niya. To foresee what's to come.

Dala ng bawat himig na kaniyang pinapakawalan ang ilang masalimuot na pangyayaring kakaharapin nila. Disorder is inevitable for everyone, to begin with.

THEY, who bestowed grace upon THEIR creation, within THEIR possession.

‎Embracing a dear one, yet with eyes of deception,
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‎A soul who seeks greatness
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‎Whither demise waiting for the great one.

‎Matapos maisawika ang propesiya, she coldly grazes her lips to the female mortal's forehead. A mark of her farewell to them.
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‎Everything is set, and still within the degree of prevention. But undoing what is bound to happen is similar to breaking the stability of cosmic order. The old era may have fallen, but a new carnage shall soon rebirth.
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‎"Wake up, child."
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‎Faith in humanity is all she needs.
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‎But the hazy dream hitched into another one. It once reverberates the voice again in an ominous tone, nabuo ang panibagong entity sa ibabaw niya, and her eyes were forced open to look aloft at the eyes of deception, who would bring her back to reality. "Child . . ."
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‎She wakes up from the sound, gasping for air. The last one was clearly a nightmare. The first one was too vague, yet she can clearly picture the latter. How her bright amethyst eyes, slitted pupils, swallowed the young one's consciousness like a void pulling a prey into a total nihility.
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‎Who is she?
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‎Pinakalma muna nito ang walang humpay na pagpintig ng kaniyang puso. Dumapo ang mala-ginto nitong mga mata sa kahabaan ng damuhan kung saan siya ngayon nakaupo, luntian at masagana. It distracted her from her train of thoughts.

‎Her chest relaxes in relief, naramdaman niya ang unti-unting paghupa ng tensyon mula sa kaninang panaginip niya. The air is calming now, it fluidly brush off the grains of pollen hovering all over her place.