Guardian: The Great Beginning

Prologue

Evil isn't forged from birth, but from one's experiences and the choices one makes.

Sunrise in Lunaria, a perfect world of peace and balance, located in a different time and universe than the Earth we humans live on.

Things were silent and peaceful in the Castle of Light, as most of its inhabitants were still fast asleep – save for one particular boy.

A young Spirit was already up and working, despite the fact that the rest of the Realm of Spirits still seemed to be in a deep slumber.

He was young, no older than 19, his skin a shade of cobalt blue. His hair looked as if it was a floating blue flame, with dark fumes of smoke at the edges. His eyes, the irises a shimmering golden, were full of hope and life. Despite his dark appearance, the young Spirit seemed kind and content.

While humming a bright and happy tune, the boy swept the floors of the grand castle he lived in. He'd often had arguments with the Pixie servants that usually took care of tasks such as cleaning and cooking about his habits. They felt as though he was above doing such menial tasks, but the young Spirit enjoyed to do the work he saw them doing on a daily basis by himself from time to time. Because after all, what else was he supposed to do?

His siblings, known as the Spirits of Light, were the rulers of the world of Lunaria. They ruled and balanced the world for the safety of its inhabitants, the Lunariae.

Asura, the sixth and youngest of his siblings, had no part in this. He lacked the one requirement; an Element.

Elements were parts of Lunaria's energy that were passed down to Spirits when they were ready to rule. From that moment forward, they'd become responsible for maintaining that Element within the world and balancing its energy.

Asura, considering he had yet to gain an Element, had to find other things to keep himself busy with, as he wouldn't be allowed to take part in the Spirit Council as long as he didn't have an Element.

It seemed as though his siblings didn't have an explanation as to why Asura didn't have one yet, as every time Asura asked, they came up with the same excuse; that Asura was 'too young'. Yet, knowing that his siblings knew that this wasn't the true answer, Asura had always considered this to be no more than normal. After all, he'd never been in a situation with different circumstances, so he had no experiences to compare anything that was going on in his life to.

He simply lived his life the way he had been designated to do so, never thinking any more or less of it.

But that still didn't mean he didn't have hope, or that he'd ever stop trying.

Every day offered new opportunities. Every day, Asura was given a new one, a chance at finally being granted that one greatest honour. The greatest honour that could be granted to a Spirit; the reason they even existed at all.

Perhaps today, things would finally change and he'd be granted his Element at long last. He'd been waiting for so long, after all... it had to be about time.

Asura had just allowed himself to take a break, sitting down in the windowsill at the end of the long hallway that lead to the castle's sleeping quarters when he noticed a figure passing down the intersecting hallway. She was tall and her skin had a golden colour that seemed to have a glow to it. Her hair consisted of long, golden locks and she was dressed in a long, free-flowing dress. Both her hair and dress seemed to be floating around her gently like clouds as she walked.

"Akilah!" Asura called out, dropping his broom to run towards the figure. "Sister! I beg you, wait up!"

The young female Spirit stopped and turned to see who had called her name. When she saw her youngest brother tripping over his own feet to hurry and catch up with her, she smiled kindly and decided to wait for him.