The Ancient of Days

Lights fall from the skies, silken wonders carrying constellations ript from the black skies of Arnusùs before my eyes. The heavens burn and rage in a billowing tornado of blue fire that ringes the Elumenta River Cree like a star.

Rivers of Blood are again flowing in the heavenly planes in reaction to the things happening in the spirit realm.

Everywhere Celestial bodies are falling in droves from the backlash of the current war of the 'gods' as things happening in the spiritual realm of the heavenly plans affect the physical realm of the worlds below.

The backlash is again going to trickle down from the planes to the Upper Worlds, Stable Worlds and then the Dead Worlds and beyond destroying most of the worlds like a celestial storm.

That is the view that I aim my sights at as I struggle to finish the work my children have started, the work of laying a foundation of being the Custodians of a living planet. An excelsior title bestowed upon only to the most influential group or organisation or being within the planet bestowed as with the voice of the living world in question.

In only a few thousand years the war will again influence the Stable Worlds putting Gaia with another of the compatible powerful living planets.

And when those days come Custodians will stand for their home planets and have the right to appoint Chosen Standers for the individual tributary planet's defense.

You will threat them badly and discard them without thought. You will take my words as chafe beneath your feet, though you know of my reputation, though you know my deeds. You will wound them and look down upon them. But they will be your salvation. They will save you from that which you do not consider a threat.

The prophecy comes hard to my eyes and ears as it slithers in from the ether planting itself firmly as doubt at the back of every long peace. For with the cycle of world ends there is always a cycle of world peace that lasts with the threat of being shattered hanging over it.

I blink rapidly then I sigh as I think of the drag of having to repeat my dream for the scribe that will be making this into another scroll as I've been doing with all my other teachings and revelations. 'Bury them in as many truths as possible' the Universe practically said when I asked my home to be blessed with the purest of truths as a boon for my long service.

I look back at the few dozen 'Travelers' I have been training the last few years as they drink at the stream and chat amongst themselves. Not many of them are cut out for this task but I have been pleasantly surprised to discover 6 talents amongst them who could one day rival even Malachi in their affinity for traveling, and they are all so young.

Two of the 6 are my descendants and so I understand how they could have inherited some of my old gifts, blood is still blood after all and it comes with its own blessings and curses. Taking my eyes away from the skies isn't easy or even prudent but I have seen enough prophecy over the years, I'm tired of knowing the coming of doom.

Let me pass on the ways of the Travelers now before they are lost forever and let me show these youths some of the most expedient routes of world traveling.

I look to them with smiles as they all groan at my attention upon them, Traveling is not easy.

Few have the resilience and the spirit to put themselves through it as often as I am pushing these to.

I nod at them and they are revitalized by the buff of my confidence in their ability before I point at the path between ether and air that the next to lead should take.

A petite girl of the rare living vampire category, I haven't explored the Underworld much in the last 2000 years but I know that no nest will allow a female living vampire out of their clutches without breeding her for all she can produce.

She steps forward confidently then I feel her relax, I feel her frequency change to be one with Gaia, I feel her give herself away and I feel her still walking thousands of km away taken by the stream of the path.

The others follow in the path of their current pathfinder as she walks the ever changing ether currents of Gaia. Such talents from someone only 360 years old. Her spirit-shielding is ravished by the currents then her mind and body are assaulted but though she may be living she has the resilience of the dead and she pushes on.

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Her mind starts giving up first and I can see confusion setting in as she starts seeing illusions of fears from her mind. She becomes lost first in herself then her pathfinding skills become numb.

I hold her hand and she comes back to herself as I sheath her in my aura, she looks up at me and nods. I lead them to a nexus from which we could leave these currents or take a different path.

I point and another pathfinder leads the way with the rest following in his wake. It is the most perilous job leading through these currents, especially with as many people as I have them leading but I fear we are running out of time.

Within 20 years the calamity will come and within only a few thousand years the whole of the physical realms will be in peril as the upheaval comes. I thank the Trinity I won't be around for that one, I'm very tired now.

But it is my duty to ensure the worlds have the means to at least have a chance at survival, as it currently is the whole of the Dead worlds don't stand a chance.

Poor earthlings, poor ants, poor kree and so many others that live on the dead planets and moons.

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Vevina

"Wahhh...!"

"Wahhhh..!"

"Wahhhhh..!

" Wahhhhh...!

I scream in rhythm as he thrusts omnipresently inside me, filling every single nook and crany stretching out the folds between me whilst being the perfect length to only lightly reach my cervix. The physical sensation of sex total as I'm completely sensually dominated in our struggle to keep the upper hand.

I have never been able to have such interesting and intellectual sexual encounters with a lowly human, humans usually freeze in fear when they feel the crystals inside my canal. This one I wrestle with for when he dominated my body I double my efforts in aura or as I dominate physically he comes at me with spirit energy.

I struggle and groan through another micro orgasm that sparks a cascade within me that causes me to shiver and tremor through a big one catching me by surprise. I'm lost to sensations as we climax with the aura, body and spirit connections we have firmly established from our couplings.

I feel him ejaculate inside me with grunts and mini tremors of his own. Calming down he is losing body heat quickly as he comes back to himself and out of the sex craze we have just been locked into.

He pulls out and rubs my back a moment before lying down with a sigh besides me. He gives me a little crooked smile before drinking from a decanter of water and lying down with a last sigh before he is asleep like a faded candle. Typical male this one, not too different from the rest of it's gender but by the elders is it fun to play with.

We sidhe are beyond most humanoid species to understand or even interact with, we are beings of a level far above the other creatures and the current Custodians of this world. The sidhe Court World and the sidhe Population World are actually worlds who's cores have been birthed by Gaia herself. One of a varied array of benefits to be chosen from by the title holders of the most important job on the planet.

I've only recently joined the auspicious ranks of the sidhe fae and as a 3012 year old I'm only a youngling in comparison to some of the other beings of power that can afford to claim land on the Home world herself with their might. It is my first outing to the Original world Gaia and to interact with the lesser species and base-born of the fae races.

They are a dirty, loud and uneducated lot but they are cunning and learn quickly, with potential even comparable to fae younglings or aeonains these humans, elves, dwarves. Though they are mortal they live bright and interesting lives or maybe it's because they are mortal that they shine so brightly with potential?

If only they could live long enough they would rival us or even surpass us and all 9 of us that have stayed even this short a time amongst them agree on this. Why have the courts not seen this potential for building allies whilst they are still young before?

Carmella has been sending of her fae younglings to try and collect all her spawn and descendents scattered throughout the world and those that choose to come are already displaying worrying future potential under her tutelage. She is building a dynasty out of the spawn she has had with lesser beings.

Spawn that is usually not even born fae but born predominantly being of the paternal species and thus lack the elemental affinity necessary to ever fully become a sidhe even if they do eventually become fae. I think I should try the same with the seed of this exceptional human. Yes, I should go into seclusion and cultivate this seed properly, maybe use Oasis' time dilation chamber.

I will organise another teacher for Sachihiro in the meantime, someone male.