Awaken: Dying Light

Awaken: Dying Light

The Last Ember

The desolate landscape stretched beneath an inky shroud, rain lashing the broken pavement in a melancholic drumbeat against the backdrop of a ruined world. Crumbling monuments, and skeletal fingers reaching for a sky choked with dark clouds, stood as chilling testaments to a lost civilization. Gone was the laughter that once echoed through vibrant cities. Now, an oppressive silence reigned, broken only by the rumble of distant thunder – nature's mournful echo for a world devoured by war.

In the heart of this desolation, a lone figure knelt amidst a vast crater, the remnants of a colossal battle. His once-proud form was slumped, a mere shadow against the immensity of the destruction. Streaks of grime ran through his matted white hair, partially obscuring a face etched with the weariness of decades. Each ragged breath rasped from his throat, a testament to the toll time and hardship had taken. The armor that once adorned him, a symbol of past glory, was now cracked and tarnished, a decaying shell mirroring the state of the world around him.

Hundreds of meters above, a creature unlike anything from Earth hovered, its obsidian skin gleaming under the storm's fury. Lava-red eyes burned with malevolent hunger as it regarded the last survivor of the human race.

"Human," the creature boomed, its voice a tremor that rattled the shattered pavement. "Your pitiful species has finally reached its end. This world, soaked in the blood of countless generations, will be cleansed. Hand over the mana core, and perhaps your demise will be swift."

A flicker of defiance sparked in the man's eyes, a spark quickly extinguished by the weight of his despair. Years, perhaps even decades, had blurred together in this desolate wasteland. Memories, the only solace in this endless night, were a double-edged sword. The echoes of laughter, the warmth of his wife's embrace – each precious fragment only amplified the emptiness that surrounded him. He barely lifted his head, his gaze empty. How many months, or years had passed? He had already forgotten.

Tears, a silent proof of his loss, traced glistening paths through the grime on his cheeks. It was too late for sorrow, too late for regrets. Yet, amidst the crushing despair, a strange sensation bloomed in his chest. A faint white light pulsed beneath the ground, emanating from the strange veins that bound him to the earth. These weren't just restraints; they were a tether, a faint connection to a forgotten power.

The alien descended slowly, its massive form dwarfing the crater. "When we came to this planet," it spoke, its voice laced with disdain, "you ugly humans were fighting amongst yourselves for many years. Destruction, killing – you had the audacity to call us monsters."

The man's gaze flickered towards the creature, a flicker of defiance momentarily replacing the despair. He remembered the wars, the senseless violence, the fractured human race. Shame burned in his gut, but it was quickly eclipsed by a surge of anger. They had been flawed, yes, but they had also known love, compassion, and the will to fight for something better.

"You are right," the man rasped, his voice rough with disuse. "We were far from perfect. But we were learning, and growing. We had the potential for greatness… something you seem incapable of understanding."

A scoff rumbled from the creature's chest. "Potential? You humans are like insects, scrambling for scraps in the dirt. You cling to pathetic notions of hope and love, while true power lies in strength and dominance."

The man closed his eyes, a single tear escaping and tracing a glistening path down his cheek. He could almost hear the whispers – the echoes of countless voices, stories passed down through generations, tales of resilience and unity in the face of overwhelming odds. He remembered the final stand, the desperate alliance forged in the face of annihilation. They had fought not out of strength, but out of a desperate hope for a future they might never see.

"Strength is not the only measure of power," the man countered, when he opened his eyes, a newfound resolve glinting within them. "We fight for something, for the ones we love, for a future we believe in. What do you fight for? Conquest? Annihilation?"

This line of thought seemed to baffle the alien. It had traversed countless worlds and encountered numerous civilizations, but none had spoken of things like love and hope. For the first time, a flicker of something akin to curiosity crossed its lava-red eyes.

"Love? Hope? These are meaningless concepts, tools for the weak to cling to," it rumbled, its voice laced with confusion. "Strength is all that matters. It is the only path to survival."

The man shook his head, a wry smile twisting his lips. "Survival may be all you understand, but it's not all there is," he finished, his voice gaining strength with every word. "We humans built more than just weapons and machines. We created art, music, and stories that echoed through the ages. We strove for something better, for a future filled with compassion and understanding. Even in our darkest moments, that spark of hope flickered on."

The alien hovered silently, its gaze fixed on the man. The rain continued to lash the broken pavement, the wind howling a mournful dirge. The silence stretched, heavy with unspoken thoughts.

"Perhaps," the alien finally conceded, its voice a low rumble. "Perhaps there is more to existence than conquest and domination. But it is too late for your species. You have wasted your potential, consumed by infighting and greed."

The man's smile turned melancholic. "We made mistakes, that much is true. But even in our failures, we learned, we grew. We may not have achieved greatness, but we never stopped striving for it."

A tremor shook the ground as the alien descended further, its obsidian form blotting out the storm-wracked sky. "Enough of this philosophical debate, human. I require the mana core. This world will be cleansed, and its energy will fuel my conquest."

A surge of defiance coursed through the man. He might be the last survivor, but he wouldn't go down without a fight. He wouldn't let this alien destroy his home, the world that held the memories of his ancestors, the dreams of a future that would never be.

"The mana core is a part of this world," he declared, his voice ringing with newfound determination. "It is not yours to take. You'll have to destroy me first."

The alien let out a roar that echoed across the desolate landscape. "So be it! You will perish along with your pathetic planet!"

A blinding white light erupted from the veins that bound the man to the earth. Images flooded his mind – forgotten battle tactics, arcane symbols, whispers of forgotten deities. This wasn't his power alone, he realized with a jolt. It was the collective will of a dying race, funneled through him, the last survivor. With a gasp, he rose to his feet, the veins glowing brighter and etching themselves across his weathered skin like a luminous tattoo. The pain was excruciating, but it was dwarfed by the sudden surge of power coursing through his veins.

"You will not destroy my world," he declared, his voice no longer a raspy whisper but a booming command that echoed across the desolate landscape. "This is my home, and I will defend it with my last breath!"

"You fool, it's too late. Just die peacefully. I can find the mana core myself, " shouted the alien.

Huge veins covered in white mist rose from the ground as the alien exploded with his full force in trying to attack the old man.

"Ender..."

...

"Ender..."

"Ender... wake up, you don't have much time left."

As the old man woke up from his dreams, a voice sounded in his mind, calling him. It was a sweet woman's voice, shattered by sadness and grief at the same time.

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Yukishiro Enishi

Yukishiro Enishi

Amazing! 😍

2024-05-13

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