A lie can travel half way around the world while the truth is putting on its shoes.
- Mark Twain & Jonathan Swift
He who conquers others is strong, He who conquers himself is mighty.
He who knows others is wise, He who knows himself is enlightened.
- Lao Tzu
No one saves us but ourselves, no one can and no one may. We ourselves must walk the path, all that we are is the result of what we have thought it is founded on our thoughts and made up of our thoughts.
- Gautama Buddha
The law of the celestial command shattered the silence of the cosmic background, in all of it's dominion and glory. But the order was never meant to be broken only carried out, and kept a dead secret.
"The stars align, find the child for he bears The Mark Of The First Discord and The Archon Devil stirs."
The Being hath spoken his dominating diathesis radiating through out all of the cosmos, rippling across all cardinal direction.
"Go guardian, the time is now before it is too late..."
And when the confines of time and space unfolded, two enigmatic figures emerged from the light.
The first one came like a cool breeze, his demeanor was rather calm, slow and steady but the second one. That one --- passed by like a raging sand storm : chaotic, swift and devastating.
Both ordained by divine providence, but only one would prevail. And this time --- for the first time in history policy met diplomacy : it was first come first serve.
"We knew you'd come..."
The serene woman whispered, her voice carrying the tone and cadence of a mother's love and compassion.
"The dreaming stars spoke of your arrival."
"Then perhaps, you know why I am here?"
The mysterious hooded figure replied, while lowering the hood of his ragged shroud.
"I am sorry but the child cannot stay, for something restless sleeps deep within him."
As he gestured to the child laying in the cradle.
"And it grows stronger with each passing moment."
The baby opened his eyes then and when they met the gaze of the mysterious hooded figure, he saw a spark in them. A small glimmer of hope that foretold of an untold future that has still yet to come.
And upon his chest, a blood stained birthmark pulsating in a dim glow of crimson red. Resting on the child's skin, like an anemone placed atop a grave a cursed ember that whispers of ruin buried deep within the child's fate.
But the brawny man standing next to the woman suddenly stepped forward in an aggressive and protective manner.
"Nom de Zeus Brontios, what do you think your doing that's my son where are you taking him?!"
"He's the universe's last hope..."
The mysterious hooded figure subtly countered, but came to a sudden hesitant pausal clause.
"...Or maybe it's final doom."
"The universe's last hope or final doom, what the hell are you talking about his just a boy?!"
The stoic and masculine man precariously rebelled in revolt.
"My precious baby boy, why is such a burden being placed upon him?"
"Why can't he just live a normal life like every other child, free to make his own choices and mistakes?"
The man philosophically contemplated as he looked at the child laying in the cradle, for he knew that this would be the last time he and his son would be together.
"We've seen the paths of probability"
The female maiden consoled the fiendish brute with a melancholy and endearing expression on her face.
"Alas, all the paths lead to blood."
"But do not despair for there still lies hope, some paths do lead to tomorrow for there are far worse things than death."
The mysterious hooded figure apparently came to an abrupt conclusion. And after that he took the boy away from his parents, forever severing them apart. He then set a coarse for a remote planet in a distant galaxy.
And the child's name given that history would later deny ever belonged to anyone, for the world recorded the event as a massacre and there were no survivors, no heir and no mark.
But far far away, from that ruined world beneath an unfamiliar sun a child cried for parents he would soon forget. Fate be fortunate something that had been watching since the first age and somewhere beyond sight, ancient eyes opened realizing what had been stolen had not yet been destroyed.