Called Upon

Chapter 6

        In the heart of a majestic green forest, bathed in golden sunlight and secured in lively vegetation, there appeared Hiatus. Banished by Chaos, he found himself transported to this enchanting woodland realm.

After he revolved his sight, he was struck by the sheer beauty of his new surroundings. The forest was greased with life; the songs of birds filled the air, dancing butterflies adorned the trees, and a gentle breeze whispered secrets through the leaves. Lush, green canopies stretched endlessly, creating a tapestry of serenity that seemed to embrace him.

With each passing second, Hiatus embraced this newfound tranquility. He reveled in the pleasures of solitude and the soothing symphony of nature. He learned to tread softly on the forest floor, as if in reverence for its delicate inhabitants. He wasn't sure why Chaos will bring him into such forgiving land

He marveled at the heavenly glow that filtered through the canopy, casting mesmerizing patterns upon the forest floor. Yet amidst his contentment, Hiatus always felt the stubborn presence of a relentless heat. The sunlight, while enchanting, caressed his skin a tad too warmly.

In the realm of balance, a serene tranquility hung in the air, harmonizing with the peaceful surroundings. Balance, stood at the entrance, marveling at the vibrating hues and complex patterns that adorned the landscape. The realm seemed to be a delicate equilibrium between light and darkness, day and night, and order and chaos.

Equilibrium's existence thrived on maintaining harmony. He believed that balance was the essence of life itself, guiding all beings towards growth and prosperity. However, Equilibrium had been absent during the divine allocation of realms, leaving him feeling displaced and incomplete. Determined to claim his rightful domain, he embarked on a journey to the temple of the gods.

At the majestic temple, he was greeted by Zeus, the god of lightning, who in turn directed Equilibrium to the chamber of order, where the wise elders resided. Upon entering, Equilibrium was greeted by the elders, who radiated an aura of extraordinary wisdom and depth. They welcomed him with open arms, aware of the purpose behind Equilibrium's visit.

One of the elders, Hyperion, possessed an extraordinary gift of clairvoyance. As Equilibrium approached, Hyperion's eyes flickered with confusion and concern. He saw vivid flashes of Equilibrium being pierced by a dark sword, his divine essence seeping away. Hyperion's heart raced as he tried to make sense of his visions, wrestling with the dark message they conveyed.

Unable to understand the gravity of what he had seen, Hyperion pondered the significance of Equilibrium's revelation. He delved deep into his visions, pursuing answers that was hidden from him. Yet, the cause of his visions remained slippery, avoiding his understanding at every turn.

Determined to control his growing anxiety, Hyperion resolved to silence the nagging voice in his mind which was urging him to unfold the mystery. He reminded himself that his visions were mere glimpses of a potential future, not certainties set in stone. He blamed himself for giving in to fear and suspicion, understanding that Equilibrium's realm was essential to the divine balance that governed the cosmos.

As days turned into weeks, Equilibrium flourished in his realm. He embodied the ideals of balance, ensuring that neither light nor darkness could overpower one another. He nurtured the delicate equilibrium that permeated every aspect of the realm, encouraging an interconnectedness that echoed throughout the universe.

Meanwhile, Hyperion watched silently, concerned but unsure of how to interpret his visions. "Was the seer telling the truth", he taught. He admired Equilibrium's commitment to maintaining balance, even as the memory of his premonitions lingered in his thoughts. He sought solace in the knowledge that Equilibrium's divine purpose exceeded the limitations of his own understanding. He realized that in the ever-shifting tapestry of the universe, some mysteries were meant to remain just that - mysterious.