DOOM'S AWAKENING

CHAPTER 12: NIRVANA FALL

The Nirvana System

In the inky canvas of the cosmos, within the unassuming constellation of Cetus, lay a celestial secret.

A solar system, cloaked in cosmic dust and shielded from prying eyes, held within its embrace a singular wonder: the planet Nirvana.

At the heart of this secluded system burned Romulaes, a star unlike any other.
It was a diminutive giant, a celestial paradox that emitted a soft, ethereal purple glow.

Its light, though gentle, was the lifeblood of Nirvana, the sole planet in its orbit.

Nirvana was a world untouched by time, a verdant jewel suspended in the cosmic void.
A colossal, rocky sphere, it was entirely covered in a dense, primeval forest.

Towering trees, their leaves an almost luminescent shade of green, formed a canopy that filtered the purple sunlight into an ethereal glow.

The forest floor was a carpet of exotic flora, each species a masterpiece of evolution, adapted to thrive in the unique conditions of Nirvana.

Two extraordinary rivers coursed through this botanical paradise.

The first, named Flaws Milk, was a milky white liquid with a taste of sweet cream.

Its origin remained a mystery, but it was a vital source of sustenance for the planet's inhabitants.

The second, Flaws Sweetie, was a viscous, translucent liquid with a taste akin to the finest jelly. It possessed remarkable healing properties and was revered as a sacred elixir.

At the heart of this idyllic world reigned Queen Haisa, a benevolent ruler whose wisdom was as vast as the forest itself.

She was a descendant of the planet’s first inhabitants, beings who had evolved in harmony with their environment.
Under her guidance, Nirvana was a utopia, a place where peace and tranquility reigned supreme.
A cornerstone of Nirvana's ecosystem was the Soul Tree.
A colossal, ancient tree stood at the center of the planet, its roots delving deep into the planet's core, and its branches reaching towards the heavens. It was said that the Soul Tree was the heart of Nirvana, a living repository of the planet's history and wisdom. Its leaves, when consumed, were believed to extend a being's lifespan, a gift bestowed upon the planet's inhabitants. With an average lifespan of 700 years, the people of Nirvana lived in harmony with nature, their existence intertwined with the rhythms of their world.

Isolated from the rest of the galaxy, Nirvana remained a secret, a hidden gem in the cosmic tapestry.

Its inhabitants, blissfully unaware of the vast universe beyond their world, lived their lives in perfect communion with their planet.

Yet, as the cosmos continued to evolve, the possibility of discovery loomed large. And when that day came, the fate of Nirvana and its people would hang in the balance.
Nirvana, life was a harmonious symphony. Its inhabitants, a gentle and musical people, lived under the benevolent reign of Queen Haisa.

Her voice, a celestial melody, was a gift from the heavens.

It was said that when she sang, the very clouds parted to listen.

To share this gift with her people, Queen Haisa established countless universities dedicated to the art of music.
Their purpose was not merely entertainment, but a form of worship, a celestial choir praising the beauty of their world and the grandeur of the universe.

Nirvana, under her guidance, became a beacon of peace and harmony in the cosmos.
However, in the darkest corners of the universe, a different kind of melody brewed. Lieutenant Louse Up, a demonic leader with a heart as cold as the void, watched Nirvana with envy and malice.

The planet's serenity was an affront to his chaotic nature.

Gathering an army of monstrous creatures, he set his sights on the jewel of the cosmos.
When the first shadows of Louse Up's invasion touched Nirvana, the planet’s inhabitants were caught unaware. The peaceful people, accustomed to harmony, were no match for the demonic horde.

Despite the valiant efforts of Queen Haisa and her loyal army, they were overwhelmed. The once serene skies were darkened by the monstrous forms that swarmed the planet.
The battle raged for what felt like eternity.

The ground trembled with the impact of colossal clashes, and the air was filled with the cries of the terrified. Yet, with each passing moment, the hope of the Nirvanians dwindled. Their musical weapons, while beautiful, were no defense against the raw, destructive power of the demons.
Finally, after a battle that would be etched in the annals of cosmic history, the demons emerged victorious.

Louse Up, his eyes filled with triumph, unleashed a spell that shimmered with dark energy.

A colossal, translucent prison materialized, enveloping Queen Haisa and her people.

The once vibrant planet was plunged into a suffocating silence.

With their captives secured, Louse Up had no use for his monstrous army.

Ordering them to guard the prison, he retreated into the depths of space, leaving Nirvana a desolate and captive world. The once harmonious planet was now a mournful prison, its people silenced, their spirits broken.