Destiny Chronicles: Awakening of Arkangel

Prologue

??? ANC (After New Century/ Creation):  

During the moments of my philosophies, I have always asked myself: Are we just characters in a novel? Or is it the opposite? That I am really writing my story? My Fate and Destiny. 

When I had created Magyk I had thought it would be fully pure, uncorrupted from Darke Ideas. I was wrong. When Magyk had formed it split into Lighte and Darke. Both of which contained a bit of the other. Then, from Lighte, rose the Elementals. 

Fyre could warm or scorch you.                                                                            Water could hydrate or drown you.                                                      Earthe could strengthen or choke you.                                                              Ayre could calm or throw you.                                                                        Thunder could energise or shock you.

Then happened the Greate Elemental Division, where the Elements chose to Staye within the Lighte or Leave to the Darke. Those who did not wish to choose were stuck between the two, both Allies and Foes to the Sides.

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In the Beginning - 0 ANC:  

The Creator(In the ???):

My eyes forced open for just one more glance at the New World. At last! This world I hope will not end up corrupted from Greede and Selfishness. That memory hurt me, even now. I sighed, Do not think that, you know that all Evile came from a single Thought. Yes, this world will be Pure! I hope so...

???(In the Workeshop):

I have been tired from helping to make the World, anew, hoping that this world would not end like the corrupt world from many years ago. As I wiped my cosmic forehead, I then considered again about taking this decision. I would be assuming the form of a child and therefore possess pure innocence, I am right? I thought. I hoped so. I began preparing the Ingredients for the Great Metamorphosis: I sprayed the air around me with a Magyk spray and breathed in the miraculous feelings of It. The Thing that began Lighte, but in Balance also began Darke. 'Goodbye' I told the  Workeshop;  this was my last time to Meet with the Greate Magyk. During those few seconds, I tried to recall the name that had been stellected by the Greate Cosmic Ones... 'Destiny?' I could not Recall it, as I closed my eyes and fell deeper into Unconsciousness...