The Earth Monarch

Chapter 1: The Beginning

3rd POV:

The Earth. A massive chunk of minerals, stone, and magma circling a golden orb of Fire and Light. Pummeled endlessly by more stone, and more minerals. Black clouds of ash encompassed the chunk, each meteorite spraying white and yellow magma into the starry void.

A certain...new deposit of minerals crashed onto the chunk, carrying a life form on board. Now the Primordial, the beings sending these deposits, and creating the planet, were unaware of the creature inside. This will sure be a surprise.

Down upon the boiling surface of the planetoid, the body of a modern man laid limp on the ground. His skin resembled burning bronze, and he wore nothing. Like an Automaton straight from the Forge.

Slowly, he began to awake. In doing so, he began to change. Black hair rapidly grew on his head, and his metallic skin changed to a cooled bronze texture, if only slightly lighter. His eyes shone brilliantly, like a fiery star collapsing into a black hole.

His body hardened, growing into the stature of a god, with perfectly chiseled features, and a powerful body seemingly able to lift tons. He scanned his surroundings. Acting on instinct alone, he threw himself to the side, avoiding a large meteorite from crushing him. It embedded itself deep in the planetoid, adding to the layers.

He stared at the rock blankly, before he began moving. For the next few centuries, he nearly avoided being bombarded by meteorites, and learned to live in the harsh environment. He learned the instinct of survival, knowing when to move or not, and which way.

Over time, when the bombardment stopped, he finally began to live past his primal instinct. He could feel he was meant for more than that. So, he set off to explore the place he called home. There wasn't much to see, though, unless you call barren wastelands of black stone, and active volcanoes roaring endlessly a beautiful sight.

He learned to differentiate certain areas. Lower = Hotter. Higher = Colder. Light = Hotter. Dark = Colder. Etc. He decided to live in between Hot and Cold, where a massive chunk stuck out from the rest of his home. It was nearby a light source, a volcano, and gifted him enough heat to be comfortable.

Then, more bombardment took place, but this was different than before. They fell in massive chunks, into the lower, hotter lands, leaving behind a cold trail that removed the black sky.

Curious, he approached the cold stone. But, when he touched it, it wasn't stone as he thought. It flinched from his touch, turning into white air that rose high. It cooled his skin, tingling him in a way that felt dangerous. He scowled at the cold air stone, and returned to his shelter.

Over the course of centuries, the flatlands around the massive chunk began to fill with blue liquid. The black sky was pushed back by a blue one, where white air floated around. The golden orb of fire and light shine brightly in the sky, lighting up his home. It also gave him heat, with the blue liquid drying up his glowing mountain.

After spending time in his shelter, adjusting to the new home, he set off again to explore the new home. With light everywhere by the golden orb, he could now see things he never saw before.

Large, long mountains that stretched as far as his sight. Great valleys of gray and brown stone. Amazing, vast expanses of yellow dust that entrapped dry heat.

For years he continued exploring, seeing the beauty of Night and Day, and the beauty's his home brought when vegetation emerged. It startled him at first, seeing something so like him yet not. Some were tall, and sturdy, others were thin, long, and flimsy. Green was the dominant color, but there were reds, blues, pinks, purples, oranges, yellows, etc. Creatures came soon after.