Blue Oak is the name of the Page I belong to, and Illustrated is the name of the planet the Page is in. The entire population of Illustrated, have magical powers in controlling elements and doing other cool things. See your neighbours house change position every other day is no big thing or even having tremendous air traffic causing wild wisps to form and create chaos. And then there's me, a child who has no power at all. My parents said nothing of my disability and hoped that some day something magical would happen. Until then, they had to keep up with getting ridiculed by the other Illustrations.
It wasn't long before that day came. Blue Oak had frequent visitors front the other Pages who always seemed to wreak and ruin our day to day work orders. By visitors i mean dragons. Those reptilian creatures that breathed fire, charcoaling everything in their sight and causing wild wispy creatures to form from the smoke and ashes. The wisps acted as a consuming soul. They took away the powers of Illustrations and left them blank as a piece of plain paper. The powerless are called the Barren and they come again into this world as a new Illustration, which is almost like rebirth.
Days, months and years passed by when the population of the Barren increased and the Illustration decreased. Magic and power slowly fading away from the world almost like you, growing up and leaving behind the world of Illustration and going to the world of Words and spaces bringing in you imaginative thought to life. The Barren once heard that their rebirth system may not go on, for the chosen is to grow and to move away from Illustrations.
The Barren looked at it as if it's a new start and looked high and low throughout the Page and all other Pages. Until one of them meet me. Covered in a pale white cloak a Barren came up to me staring at my face, unfocused. At that time, I was thinking of ways to help the population and he looked at my heart and concluded that I'm the chosen one. I had the power to change Illustrations to Words. I barely believed him yet kept thought about it.
And that's what helped me to save the world. Illustrations are just people made from a thought, things about that thought and portray the thought. But I, changed the Illustrations into Words. I made them think of their abilities and character and soon they became Words. Their thoughts became Words. And slowly they all disappeared into a different world. A world where Words have power, a real power to rule, control and express making them a better people than Illustrations.
Slowly, colour started to fade from the Illustrated, people opted to change to Words, to become better. To make a more fuller use of their life. And I became the last person in the Page, in the Illustrated. I created a world and I ended another. Words is what your reading, Illustrations is what is getting in your mind. My name is Omega. Why? Because I was the one who ended the world of the Illustrated.
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The Illustrated
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