The Colors of The Universe

Chapter 1: The Guardians' Clash

In the grand temple of Angus, Jayin, the revered guardian and creator of the planet, sat regally on his throne. His long blue hair cascaded down his back, and his golden yellow eyes sparkled with a mix of authority and serenity. The temple, an imposing ten-story structure, was bustling with activity. Maids in elegant uniforms moved about, attending to their duties and occasionally chatting with Jayin, who enjoyed their lighthearted banter.

The peace was abruptly shattered when the grand doors of the temple burst open. The general of Jayin's army, flanked by two stern-looking guards, strode in with urgency. They all bowed deeply before their leader.

Jayin's eyes narrowed as he rose from his throne. "What is the meaning of this intrusion?" he demanded, his voice resonating with authority.

The general straightened up, a grave expression on his face. "My lord, three of our guards and fifteen villagers have been taken by Aza guards and imprisoned."

Jayin's expression shifted from curiosity to shock. He gasped, his mind racing with the implications of this act of aggression. "Have they broken the truce?" he muttered to himself.

The general stepped forward. "Shall we send troops to Aza to retrieve them, my lord?"

Jayin shook his head, his decision swift and resolute. "No, it is unnecessary. I will deal with this myself."

The general and the guards nodded, bowing once more before taking their leave. The maids, sensing the gravity of the situation, quietly exited the room as well. Jayin was left alone, his thoughts consumed by the audacity of Chalchuro, the guardian of Aza.

"If Chalchuro wants to mess with my people, then I will mess with him," Jayin muttered under his breath. He then called out, "Verina!"

In seconds, a very short girl with vibrant energy burst into the room, her eyes wide with curiosity. "What?" she exclaimed, her voice echoing through the temple.

Jayin rolled his eyes playfully before adopting a more serious expression. With puppy eyes, he asked, "Could you spy on Chalchuro for a few days?"

Verina frowned, her eyes narrowing suspiciously. "In exchange for what?"

Jayin grinned and pulled out a small bag, shaking it to reveal her favorite berries and candies. Verina's eyes widened with delight as she snatched the bag and sprinted out of the room, shouting, "I'll be back!"

Two days later, Verina returned, her expression a mix of amusement and concern. "Calchuro has guards everywhere. There's a noticeable distance between him and his wife, but he's much closer and flirty with the men he approaches."

Jayin smirked, his mind formulating a plan. "Oh, really?"

Realizing his intentions, Verina yelled, "No, Jayin!"

"Just hear me out," Jayin insisted. "If I disguise myself as a worker and get close to Calchuro, I can wander around his palace. If I can get into his pants and blindfold him, he won't recognize me. If Calchuro gives in, I can use that to destroy his reputation."

Verina sighed, "And what if he doesn't give in?"

Jayin's confidence didn't waver. "Don't worry. No one has ever denied my abilities."

Rolling her eyes, Verina asked, "Cocky much? But what do you want from me? You never have a plan that doesn't involve me."

"I'll give you five bags of your favorite berries and candies if you help me lure Calchuro and distract his wife," Jayin offered.

Verina squealed with excitement. "I'm in!"

With that, Jayin shapeshifted into the form of a maid. Verina looked him over and said, "In this form, your name is Siya. If anyone asks, you come from a small village on the edge of Aza."

Jayin nodded, and they set off for the palace of Aza. Upon reaching the grand entrance, Verina went off to find her own way in, while Jayin, now Siya, made his way through the main gate. The palace's grandeur was breathtaking with red carpets with golden designs lined the floors, grand chandeliers hung every few feet, and the walls were adorned with intricate carvings.

After walking for a few minutes, Jayin finally spotted his target. Calchuro was walking with about five palace guards, his wife trailing behind him. Seizing the opportunity, Jayin approached, but the guards quickly blocked his path with their staffs crossed in an X.

Jayin began to speak, "I just wanted to—"

Calchuro cut him off mid-sentence, his tone impatient. "Not now. Have my chambers cleaned before I get back."

He then walked off, leaving Jayin standing there, frustrated. "Just you wait, Calchuro," he mumbled, a determined glint in his eye.