Songs of Light

Chapter 1

So I recently read this story, and I got permission from Gaim no Kaze on Fanfiction.net, he allowed me to post his story on this site. So I'll be posting all of the chapters he has released thus far, and whenever he updates the story.

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Millions of years ago, in the middle of a desert, two beings were in the sky, clashing blades.

One was covered in a blue aura, a man with blue hair clad in a blue battle suit and a white cape.

The other was covered in a light purplish aura, a woman with white hair in a white battle dress.

The two clashed again, before crashing into the ground.

The cloud of dust cleared up, revealing the man on the ground, blood seeping out from his abdomen.

The woman got up, and stared coldly at the man, "Give up, Enki. It's over."

Enki chuckled, as he took note of his arm turning to silver, "It's not over, until it's over."

Without hesitating, the man used his blade to slice off the infected arm, holding in the pain.

The woman frowned at his defiant spirit, "Why do you try so hard, for those monkeys? They are meant for me to rule over them."

Enki grinned through the pain, "You'll never understand it, Shem-Ha. But, you won't be there to see it."

He brought out a device, one that Shem-Ha recognised very well.

Her teleporter to the moon.

The woman's face turned into one of rage, "Enki!"

She lunged at him, but she was too late.

He was already gone.

Shem-Ha growled.

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Enki appeared in the middle of a control room, and he immediately dropped to the floor.

He grunted, "I guess I was really pushing it."

The man grunted and pushed himself off the ground with his one arm, walking to the center of the control room.

Enki activated the control panel, before stopping at the final procedure, "Fine, I'm very sorry. Please forgive me."

He hit the button, and in response, the language that united the people of the world broke apart.

It would later come to be known, as the Curse of Balal.

Enki fell to the ground as his wounds worsened, and he chuckled, "They won't be under your rule, Shem-Ha, never."

The woman's scornful voice sounded from around him, "It's not over. I may be sent to sleep, but my experiments will take my place. And sooner or later, I'll be back."

With that said, Shem-Ha's presence vanished.

Enki grunted as he adjusted his body on the ground, he knew just well what Shem-Ha's experiments were, and he lamented his own powerlessness to stop it.

The man brought out another device, and he looked at the contact on it.

The last person he'd want to ask, but the only one he could ask.

His friend.

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Many centuries later, a young boy ran around a museum.

The museum wasn't a normal one.

It was meant for the one squad that saved the Earth from aliens.

The SSSP.