Prelude Act I
Ahanium, Year 5297, Principle of Thunder, Solar Era, Month of Flame
In the evening of a certain day, we have a beautiful woman approaching a beautiful goddess. The land is still within the night but the temptation of time seems to bring heat to the meeting between, Natasia Haile, a 7-foot tall night goddess that's the head of the most prestigious school on this planet, Mythic Academy, with dark blue hair braided down her head in such a beautiful fashion that the stars themselves flock to cling to it, and the goddess of this continent, Aiah. A beautiful, white marble ancient goddess with such perfectly crafted skin that drips with the faintest of gold in her veins and a very talented, young adolescent, with the most amazing golden eyes named Persius Selvaraj, one of the last of his kind. Natasia approached the throne room of the Ivory Sanctuary with her young protege to apply for his special visa to travel between the continents as an abroad diplomatic study program. She, of course, has an amazing and renowned diplomatic program at her prestigious magic school but this student felt he would be better suited with real hands-on experience elsewhere. She knew him well and trusted his instincts, beyond the classroom would be far better indeed. Natasia dressed him very well and prepped him prior, but she took a moment before they signaled to be announced to prep him one more time. Meeting the Goddess was not meant for the weak of heart nor the overly confident.
Natasia looks back towards him as they approach the doors of the throne room in the Ivory Sanctuary: Remember what I said. Her eyes are very intense but you do not have to stare. Make sure to bow but I will be doing the majority of the talking, alright? Also she wears a see-through gown but you won't see anything. Just don't stare. You might be sucked in…
Young Persius gulps and takes a deep breath, shaking his hands in the process: Ummm okay, is this necessary for a visa? Also sucked into what??
Natasia shakes her head: Nevermind to your second question. Yes to the first; she has to not only sign off on them but also has to give you her blessing for safe passage especially because I won't be there. Although you will be accompanied by a study-abroad tutor to keep you up to date with your studies, you will also travel around the continents for diplomatic duties starting with Baehalan. So do not dally your verbiage. Stand up straight and make sure to approach her with just actions and sincerity.
Young Persius says as the doors open: Okay whatever you say Dean. I guess…
Natasia clears her throat and steps forward, looking up at the throne: Hello Aiah. I have brought one of my students with me, Persius. He wishes to go abroad to study to continue his studies in diplomacy and we have come to ask for your blessing.
A young teenager, roughly 14 years, steps forward, he looks quite nervous with a soft blush dusting his cheeks. He bows and then his eyes look up through his dark blue bangs.
Young Persius: Pleased to meet you my goddess. I hope you can bless me with safe travels as I traverse through the continent. *he finds it difficult to initially look up at her, either from intimidation or otherwise*
Atop her throne, Aiah sits at a staggering 12ft tall, like a statue of ivory and gold, her pale golden hair flowing down to her ankles as if there was a never-ending wind blowing through it all around her, and a sheer dress flowing down her body. The most color on her whole body is her deep ruby red eyes, staring at this adolescent in front of her. As their eyes meet for a split second…she's graced with a quick vision. A vision of this young boy as a man smiling at her and her heart skipping a beat for the first time in…centuries really; and yet, that young man's eyes also glow for a split second and then fade slowly as if it never happened.
Aiah: -her eyes flash for just a moment, long enough for at least Natasia to notice, and she smirks down at him- You may rise, child. Let me look at you.
Young Persius: Oh. *stands fully up and presents himself, trying hard not to fidget from the nervousness he feels looking up at a very, very tall being* Is this okay? *looks up at her and their eyes meet again…his heart beats with a loud thump in his chest as if he cannot breathe* She's so large!
Natasia sees this and steps forward, putting a hand gently on the youth's shoulder to try and relax him, a deep blue spellcast comes out to try and wake his senses up again: We need only an okay, nothing further as he would have quite a bit of packing to do.
Aiah: -she raises her hand and beckons him forward with just one finger- Come child…don't be afraid to come closer.
Persius steps closer and keeps moving forward, going right up the steps and stops right at the foot of her throne: Hello Goddess…*He looks up at her, waiting patiently for what she may want.*
Natasia's eyes turn a brighter blue as she coughs into her hand to let out any 'dispel magic' charms: *coughs* Aiah…only a say so. You don't need to stare so hard. *looking concerned, she also steps forward to try and stop the motion but she also knows she won't raise a hand to the ruling deity*
Aiah: I just want to meet him…my my you are so young…you really want to travel all around the world? You could just learn from me here and possibly act as an envoy when you are older.
Persius: But I don't know anything about that. I really want to learn through the environment. *he is currently at her foot and is looking right up at her on her throne, his smile is genuine but he also steps back for a second* Goddess, I don't have much in my life, just a friend back at the school. I really wanna go.
Aiah: -she gently tilts his head up with her finger under his chin- I'd give you anything and everything you could possibly need to learn here, in the safety of Lucid City. Going so far from home could be…more dangerous than challenging..Do you still wish to go?
Natasia sees Aiah's finger touch Persius and uses her magic hand to pull him back all the way to her, stepping in front of him after he is back to show how serious she was: Aiah…we have already had a conversation about certain matters. He is my student. He wished to travel and explore his surroundings. He chose that. You cannot renege on what you've promised.
Persius gets pulled back and then has to stabilize himself from the sheer force of Natasia's magic: I mean…it sounds nice to be an envoy of hers but I do want to know what it means to be a diplomat on my own. I want to know…more of the world outside of Resosia…If you give me your blessing, I will write to you. I promise, and show you my progress. I would love to tell you about my adventures and of course, the dean too..*looks up at Natasia and gets a flash of annoyance from her side-eye.
Aiah: -she smiles softly and chuckles quietly- That sounds like a lovely arrangement. Very well, you will have my blessing. I look forward to seeing what you learn, Persius.
Persius' face is full of confidence as he giddily bounces on his toes: Of course! You have given me the chance to learn more as I set my sights on Baehalan. I heard the food is quite good and spicy. Hehe.
Natasia starts ushering him out a bit: Yes it is. Alright alright let's go, I still have quite a bit of arrangements to do before you set off, okay?
Persius: *he skips and looks back at her one last time* I promise I'll write to you. Please write back to me.
Natasia waits for him to leave the temple and turns back to Aiah: What happened? You got weird. Weirder than usual.
Aiah: I don't know what you mean, Natasia~. I was my usual self. You think everything I do is odd.
Natasia sighs heavily and rubs her temples: No, this was different. It felt like you saw something…what was it?
Aiah: He's a young diplomat in training, just like you told me.
Natasia looks up at Aiah, and begins to glare: That's not what I'm talking about Aiah. You know that.
They both look at each other and there's an intense stare down between them.
Aiah: -she breaks first and rolls her eyes- Don't worry so much my friend. It was nothing to worry about, your student will be safe. You never come to visit, I couldn't resist testing your nerves again haha~.
Natasia: *she looks away as well but also furrows her brow in frustration but also in deep thought until she goes back to more neutral* Alright. I must go and prepare him after all he'll be gone for three years. Have a good day. *looks at her, but bows respectively and leaves* What was that? She's always hiding shit! Ugh nevermind I need to get him ready to leave.
What ensues after is young Persie preparing his things to go to Baehalan, a continent with rich history, amazing sights and people, and many ruling parties all trying to guard what's theirs and possibly procure more. Persie begins to make his goodbyes known to his best friend who he has known since he was 5 years old. The journey to Baehalan is a swift one as he rides that jet to a new place where he will reside in the hot deserts of cities filled with mages, demons and ANT folk alike. What awaits him will just have to stay until he gets back….four years from now. What will await him as he sets out on his journey of discovery? Experience or naivety? Only time can tell in the next four years how this young boy grows into a man.