Bai floated down to eye level with Marci. He could see a lifetimes worth of exhaustion in her face. Bai slowly rolled his hands one over the other, much like how one would show a child how to wash their hands. A golden light began to emitted from them, getting brighter with each pass.
"Marci you lived in a world on top of another world."
Bai stopped moving his hands and held them palms up before her, in his right hand a copy of a modern day city. Tall Skyscrapers and golden little people moved up and down his palm. In his left hand was another golden city, however this one had huts, castles, and strange creatures moved up and down that hand. Marci felt like a child being told a fairy tale by her grandfather.
"We are Draíochta. Our two worlds used to be one. Magic ruled all that was." Marci watched the golden display;
"In the beginning after the great creation, there was two powerful and magical beings; The Mother; Creation. The Father; Death. The Mother first created the animal kingdom; but not the animal kingdom, as you know it today."
Marci began to fell lost in the golden display, gentle colors began to over wash the gold, suddenly it was no longer a golden display.
The Beginning, the time before the Great Divide
Marci suddenly found herself viewing a world not unlike her own, watching yet not a part of it. To her it felt like being in dream. She could see everything, hear everything yet influence none of it.
Familiar animal yet man like creatures walked the land. She could see massive cities sprawling across the land. Made from out of stone, wood, coral, and earth. It was like she was living someone else's memories. She witnessed what felt like a millions of years of peace pass between the Animal Kingdoms.
Then one night in the desert kingdom the Animal King of Komodo Dragons daughter had fallen ill. She was a cruel Princess, just like her father. On the day before she fell ill she had exercised her cruelty on the Marsh Kingdom.
Her pleasure could no longer be reached by destroying, terrorizing, and murdering those who lived within the Marsh Kingdom, no, no; now she decided to consume them. Often eating entire families while leaving a single member to witness the act to spread the terrifying tale. However before releasing that member she would maim them to ensuring their suffering effected all aspects of their lives.
The Frog King of the Marsh gathered what troops he could to try and hold off the cruel Princess. When confronted the Princess laughed, it was a dark and twisted sound. Her amber colored eyes filled with glee as they pleaded with her. Many of the Kings Troops felt the cold shiver of fear wash over their hearts. The gentle Frog King stood before his troops facing the towering threat of the Komodo Princess.
Even facing this massive threat, he tried to reason with the Princess. She ignored his pleases, and with a joy of a toddler splashing around in a bathtub she crushed, tore, impaled, and laughed at the Army. The Frog King laid defeated before her, she had staked him to ground. Sprawled out on the ground he was defenseless to her twisted whims. She disappeared into the night, the King assumed she had grown tired and returned home. He was wrong, he could feel the ground vibrate with the Princess' steps returning towards him. In this moment he knew death would take him. Marci could feel the Frog King's pain and heartbreak. The Princess had returned with the King's daughter in hand. Marci could feel the terror and fear radiate from the Frog Princess.
The Princess seemed so small in the hands of her Komodo captor. The King pleaded for his daughter's life, Marci's eyes weld with tears right with the King's. The Komodo Princess reveled in the screams the Frog Princess let out while her skin was peeled from her body. The King watched in horror as his daughter's flesh was peeled from her body and eaten by her tormentor. While sobbing the King cursed the Komodo Princess, telling her that he would get justice, and she would pay for her crimes. After all the King and his daughter where cursed with a poisonous skin after all.
The Komodo Princess now laid dying in her room within her earth built castle, the Komodo King Called to Mother and Father for help. When Mother and Father arrived, the desperate King greeted them. Mother was a beautiful dark skinned woman with golden hair, she was wrapped in a glowing cloak that seemed to radiate heat. Marci though Mother was the Most beautiful woman she had ever seen in her life. Something about her just made Marci believe that everything would be alright. Father was the opposite of Mother, a pale figure hidden in a dark robe. Ghostly white hands, a black hood covered his face. His very presence reminded her of every childhood nightmare she had ever had wrapped into one form.
Chills begin to crawl up and down her spine. That same eerie chill that children feel when they look at the partly open closet door in the blackest portion of the night. Suddenly the Komodo king fell to his knees between the two visitors, but in that moment the darken hood of Father seemed to focus on her. Marci' began to feel light headed, Father's pale thin hand began to raise. It was almost as if he knew she was there.
"Please save her, I have already suffered the loss of her mother. Do not make me suffer losing her too." His plea seemed to pull Father's attention back to the situation at hand. To Marci the Komodo King's pleas seemed to be filled with anger more than concern.
Mother looked to the King, Marci could not only see the sadness on her face but feel the concern flow lovingly from her body.
"While my heart breaks for you, I cannot change the Princess' Fate. For my power is in life not death." Mother's voice was soft, magical and loving.
The King was visibly angered by Mother's reply, pulling away from her gaze he looked to Father;
"I demand you save her. "He shouted while Bolting up from his knee and lunging at Father.
The sudden motion made Marci squeal; Father turned to face her direction almost like he heard her outburst. The King stop violently in front of Father; it was clear some force of was holding him back because Marci could see the frustration on his face.
Father slowly rotated his head back to face the King. The faceless Father moved around the Komodo King and towards sicken Princess. The King still frozen in place, he could only turn his scaled head and watch. Father's hood titled side to side.
"I see no room in her heart for anything other than her hate. I will not spare her" Father's voice terrifying, each word echoed through Marci's head causing a cold sickly sweat to wash over her.
The King spit towards Father, it passed right through him and splattered on the wall.
"Actions have consequences in this life and the next." Marci's knees turned to jelly as Father spoke.
Again he seemed to be looking in her direction, but no one else in the room found it unusual that he was speaking to someone while clearly looking elsewhere.
Mother looked to the Komodo King; he stumbled, like a child that missed the last step on the stairs. Whatever force that held him clear had released him.
"It's not too late for you dear King to change your ways. The rewards in life and after could extend to your daughter." Marci found comfort in Mother's statement.
Father departed leaving the King to his anger.
"What kind of Deity are you two? To allow your subjects to suffer in such a manner!"
"Your life is yours to live. You make our own choices, you know of the rewards and punishments that await you. It's up to you to decide which you earn" Marci felt the love with in Mother's
The enraged King stepped before Mother, in a blur of speed a scaled hand slapped Mother across her face. Stunned Mother stumbled which allowed the King to Seize her arm. Mother cried when she felt a sharp pain in her arm, the King had bitten her. Her Golden blood filled his mouth; he could feel the power. Mother with just a flick of her hand sent the King flying across his throne room. He hit the floor in a grunt of pain, held down by a force that Marci couldn't see.
"I am not a vengeful creator; I can understand your pain." Mother waved her hand over her wound, it closed and vanished
"I will spare you, but know this; Kingdoms can raise and fall at our whim, and you exist at that same whim" Mother departed, leaving The Komodo King with his thoughts and pain.