35 A Dream of The Future (1/2)

Aboard the refitted space ship Lillie and Rose begin their test on Dashnell's unhealed wound, setting his body atop the hovering medical bed they lift his arm up holding it in place in the air with a faint blue glowing circular arm band. On the monitors within the room they try to identify the aura still left inside his wound, after a few hours they notice a spike in his readings. ”He seems to be having a really intense dream should we force him awake?” Lillie ask Rose who is looking at Dashnell's face watching his expressions of pain, anger, and hate.

”No I don't know what dream he is having but we will keep working on his arm we already helped his body deal with the aura of Destruction Teressa talked about, once if fully absorbs the rest within his arm he will heal on his own and wake up.”

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Within Dashnell's Dream World.

A Impossibly Massive Towering Circle Gate floats high in space surrounded by a stretch of nothingness, below it is the one armed Dashnell the size of a speck compared to the Sealed Gate before him. As he just stares hatefully at the Gate which is a pitch black circle of death from his earliest memories. He knows that locked inside that Gate is the Strongest God of Creation who lost her mind to madness long ago when mortals had yet to come into existence, the many endless Realms filled with Gods of Creation, Destruction and the long lost Gods of Balance. During that never ending war the Guardian Dashnell, as a small child watched as his kind fought againsteach other for dominance.

This war never saw an end as the Gods would die only to revive a billion years later. Each being true Gods born from absorbing massive amounts of energy throughout existence for a unfathomably long time before they developed a consciousness.

Dashnell also went through this and as his personality was shaping the war was already going on around him. Inside his own world the various personalities extinguished each other until he Dashnell emerged. These eradicated personalities are the Guardians who were born from Dashnell when he died Sealing the Gate, this is the reason they posses unique abilities as they were once apart of the True God Dashnell.

The only ones who knew this truth being Elder Ibrahim, Elder Crest, Elder Ashley and Elder Dez. After they stabilized the Guardians within the Teress Realm they knew it would be a matter of time before Dashnell was reborn, so why not have him truly become part of their new Guardian Race. With this they manipulated the story about their origins, as it is true that the were once a collection of energy. This energy being solely Dashnell's while they were cast aside having lingering abilities of his, after Dashnell died sealing the Gate they his offspring born from his left over energy moved his entire being into the Realm of Teress quickly seizing control over the Immortal and Mortal Races that called Teress home. As they had to ensure nothing disturbed his rebirth these four elders placed Dashnell's essence in the center of the Teress realm, but before his physical body was formed they sealed his consciousness inside the womb of the young girl Lanora who Dez took as a wife.

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Within the empty world Dashnell stares at the Gate listening to the constant wails from the created monstrosities beating at the Sealed Gate trying to get out. Like a fresh memory in his mind he replays the moment she lost her mind and started to created these mindless enraged creatures from the deepest parts of her mind, in the end she succeeded in stopping the endless fighting as everyone had to join together against those abominations. It was this very war that gave birth to the many races that now fill the countless Realms, just as it ended so did the True Gods being the absolute rulers of existence end. While the few who survived in similar ways to himself all find themselves waiting for the Seal to be broken.

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Boom Boom BOOM.... Crack!

Jumping to the ready Dashnell Summons a white tip golden spear from his chest while fully unfurling his coiled tail, as a massive pair a jet black wings shoot out from his back. cracks spreading out from the ground as he puts his full force in his legs ready to launch himself at the monsters who will pour out the Gate, within the vast space Dashnell holds nothing back. One spear in his right hand a double sided spear in his left. As a bizarre long hand reaches out from the Crack he sends himself forward bringing the terrain with him, in his charge he begins lifting his left hand to strike he then finally realizes this world for what it is, yet this does not stop him from his action or stopping it.

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