Light from Darkness

Prologue- Premonitions

Ethereal light beamed down upon the being before him. So much light that everything might as well have been bleak night for the visibility was so bad. 

"My failed child. My son of the holy God. You were supposed to be the one who put this mess of an affair to rest." The voice sighed, a sigh that blew winds around the branches of trees and flew birds in the air. "What went so wrong?" The deep voice resonated and broke against his bones at the boy's core.

"I found love. I didn't think there was any left on Earth but I did. The love stopped me. She stopped me." The boy confessed, too tired after it all to hide his thoughts or feelings. "They're worth saving, even just for the love I found." The boy continued.

"Then what would you have me do? This needs to be fixed."

The ideas welled and ceased, ebbing and flowing within the boy. The possibility to fix Earth and the people. It was impossible, people could not be trusted. Yet he had seen such good in humans... Maybe the good would outnumber all the evil.

"Give the humans power, ones to rival those in stories and comics. Give them evil to fight too, there must always be evil for there to be good. That is the way you made the world and neither side can irradicate the other fully." The boy spoke with confidence he had barely ever known to exist within him.

"I am near powerless, what you say is near impossible... Yet I can see a way."

"Truly?" Questioned the boy, hope cracking his speech.

"Your wish shall be granted... for a price." The God growled in warning.

"Please. Anything."

The God wondered if he loved the girl truly, otherwise he would never agree to this. 

"You and the girl shall have your memories wiped. You will be split apart from each other at different ends of the Earth. It is the price for such great tasks of will. There must always be energy to trade for energy. Hope and sadness will power this transformation of the Earth. Are you prepared to rip apart the world? It's possible you were incorrect and that people are happy."

"But they are not free, they have no power but for a few." A tear welled, salted with despair and sadness while made all the more potent with the thoughts of saving the world. "Will I ever see her again?" The boy pleaded.

"It is not guaranteed. It is for the good of mankind." The God intoned deeply.

"Of course." The boy shed his sadness in a second, donning a robe of strength. 

"Do it."