Continuation of Chapter 1: The Beginning 

LIN ONGRO

A younger child raises his hand timidly. “What’s a planet?”

My father smiles patiently. “A planet is a large, natural object that orbits around a star. Understand?”

The child nods, and my father continues.

“Our planet is called Megan. It’s much larger than Earth, with mountains, ravines, oceans, and vast cities. Its soil is blue, and the air is heavier than what you’re used to here. It has two moons and orbits a red sun, far from this solar system. Long ago, Megan was home to some of the most dangerous creatures in the universe. To survive, the beings of Megan created Erebus, the son of Emperor Pontius, through forced evolution. Until its destruction, many dangerous animals, including Vicious Predators, still existed on Megan. Gods, Bloody scars and humanoids, weaker species had to use their advanced technology to survive.”

I raise my hand, curiosity getting the better of me. “Dad, who are the gods and Bloody Scars you mentioned?”

He looks at me thoughtfully before answering. “Gods are beings with extraordinary powers—abilities that can shape entire cities, even planets. Some use their powers for good, while others, like Garma, use theirs for destruction. You, your mother, and everyone here—we’re gods too.”

Our eyes widen in awe. I can’t help but smile at the thought. “So, I’m a goddess? I can be that powerful?”

"Yes, but power isn’t everything," he warns. “You must train, learn to control it. Without training, power is dangerous. As for the Bloody Scars, they are warriors, cruel and armored. Their skin is scaled, usually arranged in a regular pattern and are covered with thick, bony sections called plates, and they use weapons to conquer. Trust me, you don’t want to meet them.”

I wrinkle my nose. “That sounds terrible.”

"It is," he agrees. “And the humanoids—while weaker—are smart. They built machines and weapons to survive on Megan. It’s why they’re still around.”

He leans back, a thoughtful look on his face. “Megan was a paradise once, but with power comes greed, and soon, the gods began to fight. It’s a story as old as time.”

Marger, my cousin, interrupts. “But what about Erebus?”

My father smiles, shaking his head. “That, my boy, is a story for another day.”

The other children groan and scatter, but I stay behind, thinking about the story. It feels... off, like one of those fairytales my mom or grandma used to tell. It doesn’t seem real. I step forward, wanting to ask Dad about it, but my cousin, Drax, jumps in first.

“Excuse me, Dad—” I begin.

Drax cuts me off. “You haven’t told us your name, sir. What’s your name?” he asks, almost too eagerly.

Dad smiles, his voice calm but strong. “Radnak. My name is Radnak, the god of light.”

My mind races. *Radnak.* The name rolls around in my thoughts, and I feel a little embarrassed. I’m six years old, and yet I never knew my father’s name until now. But at least now I do. It sounds... important, like something I should’ve known all along.I approach my father, still curious. 

"Is all of this true?" I ask quietly.

He kneels down, looking me in the eye. “Yes, my love. Every word.”

I hesitate, then whisper, “But… I’m not sure if I believe it.”

He chuckles softly. “You believed the part about being a goddess, didn’t you?”

I nod. “I should be a goddess. It’s my destiny.”

He takes my hand, his grip firm but gentle. “And when you turn ten, your training will begin.”

The promise in his words sends a shiver down my spine. My destiny is just beginning.

To be continued….