Alone with all the others

[squidofsymphony]

Chapter two: The Journey

*Darkness*

The young one emerged once again from beautiful light into threatening darkness. Everywhere he traveled he found himself the subject of torture by the hands of the metal beasts as fire rained down upon his fragile skin. All he knew to do was to run. The young nomad found himself living in a state of near permanent exhaustion. Guided by a instinct alone, he made his way around the new system, this one too shrouded in the darkness of the cruel ones who sought pleasure in their own destruction. It angered him greatly that a race could be so pitiful as to hate that which is equal to themselves. Following blind instinct, the nomad found another mechanical ring, it's destination yet unknown. However, like before, the young one felt a near irresistible pull towards the object. This one was unlike the others he had encountered before. It was surrounded by metal which exploded as soon as it was touched.



After scouring the surrounding area for what seemed like an eternity, he'd finally found a passage through the exploding metal asteroids leading to the mechanical ring. This one was protected more so than the ones he had encountered before, but the design was still primitive. The nomad manipulated the energies that flowed through the ring and was able to activate and enter the device. As he flew at speeds faster than light to his yet unknown destination, the young nomad found himself with a wealth of questions. Perhaps the most peculiar of which was...why did he know the answer to most of them. He had only been alive a few hours yet had memories of entire generations. The memories he could not recall the source of were terribly fragmented. Bits of information holding no sense of time or place, simply instruction, littered the nomad's mind. Before he could finish his thought, he was cast from the tunnel of light into another hostile, yet somehow familiar place.



Fire rained hard upon the nomad's body. The energies cast from the metal beasts were much more potent here, and the beasts themselves were a lot more threatening. He focused all his energy into speed in order to avoid the fire. His efforts were in vein. These new monstrosities were able to spit a device which redistributed the energies of the nomad and in turn brought him to a halt. The fire crushed into the nomad from all directions. Just as all hope was lost, and a little bit after that, the nomad felt a feint comfort...a warmth of some kind. Blue creatures appeared from the strange mist and began to spit their own fire upon the metal beasts. The young one was able to escape the crushing blaze of flames just in time to save his own life. After several of what seemed like the longest minutes in the nomad's life, the battle was over. Won by the creatures of light. As they approached him slowly, the largest of them began to glow. The glow increased to a blinding light before a beam of energies left the creature and stemmed straight into the mind of the young nomad. Suddenly his mind became flooded with even more memories, feelings, thoughts of war and pain. The sudden flow of memories was far too much for the young one's relatively small mind. The thoughts quickly overwhelmed him, and his mind began to shut down...

***...Awaken....young of 'ours'...child of light...your time has come once again..*shock(!)*..***

*Light*

The young one awakened in for the first time in a place he could recognize as his own. This was the place he was destined to find, the place he needed to find. There to greet him were his saviors.



***..Follow..***

Called a voice from the creature of light. A creature he now knew was family. He followed his savior through the dark, yet beautifully light, nebula to what used to be his home. It was waiting for him there, waiting for him to reclaim it as his own. To once again become part of the collective he was needed for.



He entered his home. As soon as he entered, thousands of strange devices rushed to his aid. As they cocooned themselves around the nomad, he could feel his battered body begin to heal. He saw a flash of light before memories once again flooded into his mind. This was not like before though; there were much, much more this time. In a matter of seconds he had learned the history of his race, the dark ones who destroyed everything they encountered and the war between light and darkness. He could hear the voices of all his brothers simultaneously. He was now one with them. Reunited with them, he once again was part of the mindshare. He was once again, Eshmun.

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Let's get wilde.