This is an idea of a story that’s been running through my head for weeks and I just had to write it down. I’m looking for some thoughts on it, should I continue? Should I not? Is it good? Is it awful? Help?
Copyright © 2012 Molly Powell
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Prologue
It is said that at the beginning of time, the distribution of the Power was given to the Light in order to keep the world good and peaceful. The Light did not possess the qualities that led to evil and corruption; the beings of the Light were selfless, pure, loving, nurturing, humble and compassionate. These qualities they were endowed with enabled them to not put their selfish desires before the wellbeing of others. This was why the Power was placed in the centre of the realm of the Light in the Great Hall of the House of Conquisitus, the first of the Chosen. They would not use the Power for purposes that would cause pain and suffering. They would use it only to bring happiness to every being in the world.
The Dark were furious. For thousands of years, they were left in the poverty of the realm of the Dark, wallowing in their malicious desires. Each realm represented the qualities of the beings that dwelled in it. While the Light lived in a bright, beautiful and perfect place, the Dark were surrounded by constant dreary, bleak, depressive and melancholy world. You see, the Dark beings were evil creatures, they longed for the Power to bring suffering, misery and torture upon those who did not delight in the agony of others.
Every millennium, the Year Of Change would occur. In this fateful year, the Power could be given to the realm that did not possess it or it could stay in the hands of the realm where it resided. There is only one being in the whole of the two realms that can change who has control over the Power. This being is called the Chosen. The first of the Chosen was named Conquisitus, and it is in his house in the realm of the Light where the Power is kept and protected. For each Year Of Change, the Chosen is reborn into a new being, but never had any of the Chosen given the Power to the Dark. But that was until 300 millennia ago, the most powerful wizard of the Dark captured Eloy, who was the Chosen at the time. The wizard cast a spell upon him, putting Eloy in his control to do his bidding. The Dark wizard sent Eloy into the realm of the Light, accompanied by a small army of the strongest, most ruthless of the Dark to ensure that his plan could not fail. The Light beings were completely helpless and any that got in the way of Eloy and the Dark army were given no mercy. The Power was placed in the centre of the realm of the Light for the wizard to manipulate as he wished. Eloy was immediately slaughtered, so that he posed no threat to the Dark wizard’s plot.
Each Year of Change after that, the Chosen were hunted down and assassinated before they even had a chance of returning the Power to the Light. Thousands of years later, the Chosen were but a myth, a tale mothers told to their children at night to give them hope that maybe, somehow, they would be rescued from their pitiful existences.
