Elements: The Prologue

I write this now in hopes that you may see this, and realize that I was wrong. For I thought it was my duty to control them, to usher in a new age of peace. It wasn’t my hand to help them, I was arrogant and prideful, creating a cycle that would never end. May the words burned into this rock of memories serve as a warning to all who will tread this path. You are wrong, and always will be.

Prologue

The chains of Gabriel were tight around Eve’s wrists. Every time she moved, the metal would seep deeper into her skin.

Eve thought, is this my fate? Destined to rot in the darkness? A droplet oozed from the ceiling and fell onto the chill, damp floor of her cell. I need to find Adam, he’s walking into a trap.

The rumbling was getting louder, Eve knew Judgment had been ignited and with the Ancients being controlled, their home, Terra, was doomed.

The door to her chamber opened with a breeze.

A figure entered and began to speak. “I know what you’re going to say, that I am a murderer, an entity with a power that’s taking but not giving. Forgive me for not being clear when we first met but there was never a need for politeness. The Elements we hold is a power that does not belong to us. You will soon come to know this when you enter Treachery and see the truth.”

Eve screamed, allowing her voice to strike the ominous figure who stood motionless. “You think if I see this truth, the outcome of which you say is the only way, that I will follow it? That I will strip myself of what I am, who I am, for a single thought of preservation? I have told the Humans and the Wanderers what I stand for. I stand for the feeling of justice, the feeling of liberation from your tyranny once and for all!”

It drifted.

Glided like a feather and moved like mists with a hand forming to caress Eve’s chin as she looked up into its abyss.

“My dear child,” the figure said, ambience echoing from its voice. “I know, more than you ever could. I know the pain, I know the tyranny, I know the preservation, and I know the guilt. I am tired. And soon my work will pass to you, along with the truth. The inevitable truth, of pure knowledge and all knowing, the Infinity.” As Eve struggled, the entity reached out and covered her face with darkness. She soon faded into sleep.

I’m sorry, child, but it’s as Logos demands. Our reckoning has just begun.