I woke up for the first time, seeing a light and dark figure in front of my view. To only be able to make small sounds not talking but cooing. I was a baby at the time, And even then, I felt like I was being used; my name is Airasee AshenWing. I am the chosen; that is what I am being called. I don't understand what I was chosen for. Other than serving the Guardians, I didn't get to know my parents or whoever made me, just knowing that there was a light and dark figure as a baby. So why don't we get into my story of life and adventure?

At the guardian's Sacred palace in Airasee's Room at noon; the main walks in, "Hay Airasee what do you think you are doing you are supposed to be on the lookout for Galaxors!", "you never let me do anything I want it's always work, work, work with all 7 of you Guardians." I say as I sit on my bed, "You don't get a saying in these things you are the chosen and well do as the chosen is supposed to do!", "Fine!" I get up and walk away to my guard post, feeling trapped in a loop every day. It's the same dam thing. I only wish that I had a bit of freedom in this dam place. Looking out the guard post, watching the Guardians go back to their "sacred grounds." Although I think the rules are outrageous in my opinion, it's like the Guardians just make the rules this way to have full control of the planet. Why can't they just protect their dam planet if they are so powerful and all mighty? However, it's odd that I am the only one protecting this planet and that there is only one guard post. 'THAT LITERALLY HAS MY NAME WRITTEN ON THE SIDE!" Screaming out loud on accident, holding my hand over my mouth hoping that no one heard me. I Sigh and uncover my mouth from my hand, looking around to see that no one even looked up. "Well...that was boring" Sighing again, then sitting down on the floor of the guard post. I grabbed an old newspaper that was next to me on the floor and started reading it, seeing on the front page it had a picture of the portal room where you could travel to different worlds to start your life with others. I then looked over to see when this newspaper was published, and it read, "This was published in 1698." "I wonder where this newspaper came from?" I asked myself as I read more. Reading mostly about when the construction of the portal room was finished and the added ability of Galalxens to have 3 lives when in Galalxa. So, no one Aged from then on, and no one died, well, unless they died 3 times, which is almost impossible to die on Galalxa. Unless you killed yourself 3 times, tho, I don't have 3 lives. I was given infinite lives at 20, so my body is 20, but I have been alive for...103 years so far, so that makes me 103 years old. Not a good thing to think about, really, but I have nothing else to do but wait for a Galaxor to show up so I can beat their ass.

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I look over to see a seller packing up and heading to the portal rooms, thinking about where they are going and what I would ask them if I had the chance. Well, I would ask where they go after they get done selling stuff for the day. Although I wish I was allowed to explore the universe and all the endless things I could be like, say if I became a superhero with Telekinesis or fire-bending abilities. But I know I am not leaving this guard post any time soon until my shift is over and a Guardian comes to take the next shift just to come and get me if they see Trouble. But when I am off my shift I have to Report to my room in the Guardians Castle in the [Sacred place] in the clouds. I mean, my room is big, and they give me all the things I want or need, so I never have to leave my room; my room is more like my own house, but the Guardians call it my room. Like Parents would Send you to your room if you're being Disobedient, yes, it's the same here. But I have been thinking of a way to get away and have some Supplies with me and not look Suspicious. Before I tried this, I had my Supplies in a backpack, and well, We all know that when someone has a backpack on, they're going somewhere Other than where they're supposed to be. What I have been taught is that [Running away is like trying to Destroy the planet]. That's what the lead Guardian always told me. At least I can talk to the guardians so I Don't go completely insane. I just wish that no talk rule didn't exist. I even read the Evil Guardians rule book, and their rules are even better than our Rules. Oh..ya, I forgot that there is a room in the [Sacred place] where you can make your Planet, and you can Customize yourself, give yourself Different types of powers and abilities you would have. You could just change yourself completely if you wanted to...Although I don't think anyone would want to change themselves, I hope Everybody likes themselves just the way they are. Even so, Sometimes I do think about the possibility of changing myself and what it would be like if I was never born here; just thinking about it makes me tear up. But...just...maybe Everything will change for me, and I will feel freer than I ever have before, like running through a Field in a meadow full of dandelions and just watching the Tufts float away as you just plop down in the Middle of the meadow.