I am standing here fulfilling my destiny, looking at the other being as I was looking myself to the mirror, I was facing once and for all my own command…
About three hundred thousand years ago the Gods came in big spaceships from the sky and brought us life to the planet. They started sculpting and molding our surroundings like a hive colony; even the homunculus-type of person they shape, everything we see today was their creation.
They named this planet ‘Agarus’ and told me in a very particular language and yet familiar I was named ‘Klartian’.
The Gods also built something similar to a shrine in a remote location, and command us not to step on that shrine under any circumstance.
As they finished these fine architectures flew away towards the Sun for never return, leaving me here with lots of doubts and resents. I felt different, very different from the other people but why? Why I had to feel that way?
At the moment they left Agarus I felt angry, self-pity, further confused.
I started thinking about our purpose here but could not find an answer. At the beginning we were living a savage kind of life.
We were no suspicious of their benevolent acts; after all we were facing Gods’ commands. Who were we to contradict that? Besides, who was I to contradict that?
Since the beginning of the creation the people were evolving and rising in numbers. I had so many thoughts about our purpose here, and yet mingled with them. In general terms: I learned about these people behaviors and became well-verse in their manners.
I had descendants and it hurts deeply. My older son ‘Parvus’ was a natural born leader, robust, and my daughter ‘Meerkian’ was the most generous and candid person I have ever met. Besides that, also remember having a spouse ‘Gratius’; she was warm-hearted, gracious and delicate.
The most I try to recall their faces more far away I feel from them and it hurts like thousand claws ripping up my very soul. Only have their names and qualities but no faces at all. What a disgraced and lonely creature I am!
I merely know that they disappeared long time ago now, and I am here feeling alone, abandoned punishing moreover torturing myself by trying to reminisce their faces. How could I forget them? They were my family they meant everything to me!
The same happened to others, my acquaintances were becoming into dust one after another, this happened decade after decade. All the people that were in this planet from the beginning were fading away little by little. With the pass of time the only witness of Gods’ glorious creation was me.
In Agarus there were just new population descendants of the homunculus Gods created on their arrival. Why all of the firsts are not here now? Why did they have to perish? Why am I the only one standing since the creation? All these questions kept me awake for several moons.
I was never an obedient being, always felt dissident and full of questions none could answer. I am stubborn one and this time complete full of rage.
Once my spouse Gratius told me that I had to get rid of these thoughts! She kept telling me that these thoughts will going to be my damnation.
Oh, perhaps Gratius was right because I am going to keep looking for the answers to all my questions! I am determined to find a way. I am tired of being left behind in all this plot of the creation; I am in need of a response.
The Gods flew away leaving us, no leaving me! –as scum of the planet– I had had enough to think about it. This is total madness, I am losing it! I am not myself anymore.
I had come to a decision: this time I am going to slaughter the Gods. I shall go to their shrine. All the Gods must die.
I prepared myself for the odyssey. This time I am going to make sure to obliterate all Gods’ traces from Agarus.
At last the day has come. I headed to find this unspoken shrine. Walked, climbed, crawled, and ran without any rest during many suns and moons until I finally arrived to the arcane shrine.
Exasperated and exhausted entered in and immediately went down through an enormous maze descending lower traversing sort of pitch black catacombs.
Tired, dead on my feet, gasping and fatigued I could find an entrance forged in cold iron, so many thoughts came into my mind: This is it? What do I do now? –I was trembling, panicking but rushing to go ahead.– No, I cannot surrender, I must continue my journey and put an end to this misery existence, GODS will pay, the definitely have to pay!
I unlocked the iron door and found myself in a room with a glimmering light almost mesmerizing precisely the same kind of glare when you stare directly at the Sun, warming and blinding. It was so brilliant, so shiny and so clear; when I came into my senses and incorporated myself I saw at the end of the room a figure of a man.
I reached to the end of the room and everything became so clearly delineated. I was facing towards the figure and for my own astonishment came closer to it, when suddenly a moment of total enlightenment perhaps awareness hit my faculties.
I always believed that it was not going to end this way, this is not what I imagined, what I expected to find. Nothing in life prepared you to this, nothing. I feel miserable. No matter how many times you think about it, my understanding was not prepared to found this.
I took everything for granted full of revenge and arrogance. I blame only me! I am the culprit of my personal doom, my damnation; Gratius was always right I should have listened to her!
Now, I am here standing on the verge of a life-choice decision and all is settled down. I must pursue what I came to do, to obliterate all Gods. The Gods will die!
I hold tightly my spear and came closer to the figure standing at the end of the room to find out that the figure was a reflection of me. It was a man-shape identical to me. He was in the room assembled to a metal support and plugged to all kind of wires which he mind controlled.
I got closer to face him and to finally put an end to my despair but I just found him to be me, the resemblance was overwhelming I was watching my own reflection, my own persona in front of me! As a result, he fully opened his eyes observing me and saying: – Klartian, this has always been our purpose since the beginning, you just cannot remember it.–
He was mind controlling me to get to him; he was planting all those doubts and ideas into my mind. Suddenly all started to have more sense I was accomplishing his demands.
I had it wrong all this time, the spaceships riders were not the Gods who created all this, they were just servants obeying God’s commands I once told them.
Now I can remember all… I am the only God surviving in this planet and all the Gods will die.
I am standing here fulfilling my destiny, looking at the other being as I was looking myself to the mirror, I was facing once and for all my own command…
I am the one accountable of my own extinction and with me all the living creatures.
I held the spear and injured myself in the chest; it was a mortal wound, a savior wound to set me free from all this madness. I closed my eyes and felt nothing more than drifting into a void of nothingness.
