Lucenion: Home of Aureila/Center of Liwanag

This is Lucenion, the center most location of Liwanag where the leader, Aureila lives. It is renouned for its fabulous architecture. There is a central castle where Aureila resides. Around it and in the rest of the village, there are houses where the majority of Liwanag's residents live. While night is a daily occurance in Liwanag, there is always a light shining from the castle. This light symbolizes that no matter where you are in Liwanag, you are always able to find your way home.

Time seemed to pass her by like a hefty breath; quick on the acquittal, and rattling on the lapse. True hours gave the semblance of mere minutes, perhaps due to the fact that once secure in her room, she had taken to the bed; sleep ensuing without falter. By the time she had awoken from her still and vacant dreams, she was left only to gaze upon the quickly ascending sun; that which filtered through the deep blue, and sent a vibrant glare dancing upon her cobblestone floor. Back taunt, brain battered, emotions inane; she slid from her bed without haste, all sound manifested by her movements kept at a hush-hush sonority. Still clothed in her day dress, she made her way with little thought toward the solace of the sun; absent-minded to the fact that some would think it odd; her ruffled and oddly familiar looking, as to last night, appearance. Though she would gain many quaint looks from her fellow Kingdom-Comers, she remained unresponsive to the questioning in which some would care to prompt. This, of course, along with the night prior, would surely inspire the beginnings of rumor; something had happened to Micah, Micah has been disturbed, Micah had perhaps done something she felt guilty of. Despite the words that would eventually surface, she remained un-knowledgeable and uncaring at this point, leaving passer-by's to wonder as she road the pod systems in a recently unfamiliar path; taking herself away from her home, and pushing herself toward a place she hadn't been in months: Liwanag, and the company of her little sister, Aureila.

The cobalt blush of the deep blue was all too familiar as it caressed the crystal clear sea glass of the pods; casting an aura of blue light around her figure. This cool, ultramarine glow licked at the strands of her hair and illuminated her lunar-lit skin; A Goddess of water was she, in every way imaginable, presently. Of course, this new appearance would not last long; the bright and sunny atmosphere of Liwanag's main island painting her with a golden glow, as she came to step out of the pod systems and onto the familiar streets of Liwanag. Of course, it had been months; the stirred reaction of Liwanag's citizens in regards to their Princess' sister's surprise visit, was expected. Here and there, a couple would stop upon the street to gaze; a child or two would come up in their bold, childlike ways, touching her sleep worn, yet still elegant robes, and sometimes the now golden glowing strands of hair that adorned her face. Like a motherly image, she exchanged smiles and waves; making her way however slowly toward he palace in which her sister would reside. She expected no questioning from the guards upon her arrival; granted passage with sputtering words and off-guard expressions, into the depths of their Princess' dwellings. From the entrance, she would travel the familiar path through the palace, that would end her at the door of Aureila's royal suite; managing a small knock at the door upon arrival, and awaiting some sign of life to manifest itself, behind the obscurity of the wooden barrier.

The rustling of life was apparent by the sounds beyond her sight; a small smile tugging at the seems of her lips in amusement. Had her sister already been warned of the sudden commotion? Perhaps. Would she expect the surprise visit of Micah? It wasn't probably. And it was then, that the realization of her poor sisterly care, finally hit; she hadn't realized until it was definite, that Naili was pregnant, and she had neglected her only little sister (as it was known, now, at least). How long had it been, a year, almost? In such a prolonged period of time, Micah hadn't changed all that much; maybe gained a few pounds, a few inches, matured a little more. The elongated silver strands of hair that so eloquently traversed her body where still the same; fractured orbs of multi-blue hues still bright and swirling as they came to look upon her sister. The people of Liwanag aged slowly; a fact she had forgotten, as the image of her sister erected before her with little contrast to the last living memory she'd kept. Most everything about her sister's appearance was the same as it had been a year ago; her eyes were shaped the same way, lips perked in the same fashion, nose angled in the comforting way it always had been. Without so much as a word, she couldn't help but to step forward and sweep her not-so-little sister into an embrace; one so warm, so welcoming, like the sunrise of a new day. Would Aureila be angry with her, having been gone so long? Would she ask for Micah's depart? Improbable, but still a possibility.

(Shall have to wait to do anything, until your charry invites me in)

Unsurprised was she, the ill emotions that seemed to so taint Aurei's heart upon Micah's surprise arrival. And though she had hoped the hug would display part of her apology in being away so long, she would have been taken off guard if Aurei had returned the hug with anything more than she had. Despite the fact that in some cases, Micah was the youngest sister; back home, she had an empire thrust upon her shoulders at the age of 10. But Aureila was younger, and she had to take care of her own clan. There would have been plenty times she could have snook away to see her little sister, and she hadn't taken a single one of those opportunities. With an inward sigh, she wandered farther into the hallway as Aurei closed her door, moving back against the wall and slowly sliding down. She sat; extending her arms out behind her and locking elbows in order for support. And as her face turned to gaze upon Aurei once more, she couldn't help but to allow her head rest; falling flat against the surface of her shoulder. Less than excited was she, Micah could only suppose Aureila would wish her depart soon. Would Aurei go as far as to say so, though? She doubted it; Micah would give her the relief in case she needed it. "I'm sorry its been so long, little sister. I regret to say I can't stay long..." Momentarily her eyes diverted; taking brief interest in the eloquent designs of the floor patterns, as if they were the most amusing thing in the world. Truly, though, she was looking for a few moments time to gather her thoughts, and all that she had to tell Aurei, today.

There had been so much going on as of late; Liwanag wasn't all that connected to the other clans, so she doubted the news had traveled, yet. With a quiet breath, she propelled herself into the reasonings of her appearance today, taking all that she had not to flinch under the weight of her little sister's less than amused gaze. "A war has started; the leader of Septur lead an attack on Incendia today. I don't know how far the proceedings will extend, but if its alright, I'd like to ask you to just... be careful, okay?" Micah wasn't quite sure how she would react to her little sister being hurt; Goddess save anyone who attempted to harm Aurei. Unsure of how she would take the news of war, she quickly propelled herself into the next, brighter piece of news. "On the up side, Naili is pregnant. You remember Naili, don't you?" They had met a few times, Micah recalled; only natural for the 'big sister' to be around Micah when in the presence of her own 'little sister'. At that moment, she promised to herself that on the next trip to Liwanag, she would bring Naili along. Perhaps they would both like that? Momentarily she thought, trying to spark up new things to talk about, before she left again, for goddess knew how long. After a moment, a slow smile came to tug at the seems of her lips; eyes brightening only slightly as they lifted once more to meet her sister's. "I met a boy, last night..." Her voice couldn't help but to drop into a more childishly amused key; the hints of a cherry kiss upon her cheeks. Shurik; she wondered if he had survived the battle? For a moment, the child-like giddiness vanished from her face. He couldn't have died, Ptitsa would have found her. He could have, however, been harmed... absentmindedly her lower lip had been tucked between the grasp of her pearly whites, nibbling vacantly. After a few moments, as if snapping out of a cold sleep, a small shake of the head cleared her vision and returned it to Aurei's. An apologetic smile tainted her face, now; falling into a short lapse of silence to await her sister's reactions to all she had just heard.

At this point, the increasingly negative waves of emotion were crashing down upon Micah; probably without Aurei's knowing. Tension so tangible, she was almost scared to move, in fear of disrupting the momentary hold on her anger, frustration, whatever it was that had Aurei irked. As if one movement could cause the ascending storm within her little sister to implode; her arms slowly, carefully, wound around her middle. Head bowed, she allowed the words her sister spoke to play along her ear drums in silent speculation. The offer of aid, shelter wise, was answered by a simple nod; quiet conclusion that this would indeed be appreciated. As for her words toward Naili's situation, the ghost of a smile would form; eyes lifting slowly to catch the disbelieving expression upon her face. No surprise there; Micah had had a hard time believing it, herself. The though of Naili having a baby, let alone doing all of the things that were required to do such... A small shudder rippled down the bumps of her spine; why she was so... repulsed, by such a thing, she didn't know. But she couldn't think in-depth on it now; a new concern became apparent as she spoke her last words and took leave to a window; eyes diverted and face re-directed, not allowing Micah to study.

Perfect? Rub it in her face? It soon became apparent Micah had hurt Aurei more than she'd thought. With a quiet sigh, she pulled herself up into a standing position and moved to her sister's side. For a short moment, she hesitated; left to wonder if Aurei would be repulsed, would cringe. Lifting a hand, she settled it upon her sister's shoulder; voice quiet, reserved, yet still outreaching; pleading. "I tell you all of this, not with the intention to rub anything in your face... I tell you this, because I have missed having the opportunity to do so..." Soon, a small frown would come to crease her worried face. "I had no right, leaving you for so long. I have no right, asking your forgiveness. I have the hope, however, that you will believe me when I say, I have missed you dearly... and I am overjoyed that I get to see you, now, even when I can tell my presence is less than desired." Slowly, her hand slid away from the surface of her sister's shoulder, falling limp and lifeless at her side. The dwindling spirit of an apology played along her face, though she would soon turn away and face the hallway she would be taking back to Siram. However, her steps were not placed into action; not yet. Instead, her voice lifted; reaching, extending. "I came here today, because I wanted to ask you something." Frowning a little at the word choice, a small shake of the head was in order. "That is to say, I'd like to request... That maybe you come spend some time in Siram, for a little while? Even if its for a few hours... Some of our childhood friends are anxious to see you, and well, it'd be nice, having you home... for a little while, at the least..."

"There is nothing great about being youthful, especially here."

Sitting up from her laying position, Anima took in the sights and sounds of Liwanag. The leader was gone for some reason, but Anima would have not known had she not seen her with the heavisides. The thought of seeing her friends again brought a smile to the young girls face, and she practically jumped from her bed to dress in her thin dress. Once the dress was fitted to her still growing frame, the girl spun around to see the way it would swish from side to side. Giggling to herself, she fixed her hair into a loose half ponytail and began to walk from room to room.

Gliding down the stairs was easy for the girl of light, but the landing at the bottom of them was definitely not her favorite time of the day. Now sprawled out on the floor she would laugh, letting her eyes close for a moment so that she could remember the first time she'd done this. It hadn't been too long ago that she had gotten bored and tried to find a faster way out of the home, but she would not dwell on the past; it was time to get to the heaviside.

Getting to her feet now, Anima found herself a small fruit and headed out into the crisp air of the island. Taking in a deep breath, Anima decided to enjoy the light of the castle; let it into her pores and cleanse away all of the negativity. Once finished with this, she began to move toward her favorite type of work; animal training. Slipping out of the dress, Anima found her suit and slid into it; her dress being tucked away in a waterproof casing. Looking around in the early morn, she found that no other beings of light were out and about. With a soft shrug, Anima climbed into the water and called her favorite heaviside to her, smiling as she did so. Upon it's arrival, her fingers ran over the slickness of the fins and it wouldn't be long before Anima found herself being drug through the water by the heaviside on a mission.

Only this time, Anima didn't stop him...

Suddenly at the western horizon, a small shadow appears. As it increases in size, it gains feathers and a razor sharp beak can be seen on its front. Then a man can be seen riding on its back with flowing white hair. The creature lets out a cry as the sunlight clearly outlines Aki's body and his Golden Eagle, Haos. They were flying towards Liwanag at high speeds and at low altitude to avoid turbulence with the upper atmosphere. Soon a pair of massive Heavensides started to leap out of the water to greet Aki and his bird. Aki's eyes returned a warm smile back to them and he continued on his way home.

Soon the duo came up on a large oak tree near Lucenion, the Center of Liwanag and Haos landed straight inside of it. Aki used to live in this tree with the rest of his family, then they all grew up and moved on with their lives in other trees in Liwanag and left Aki and his bird alone to tend to this one. He was the only male out of 8 not to mate when he came of age, he didnt see the luxury of an arrange marriage so he sharply declined. While this memory plagued his mind he gave his Eagle his lunch and dinner and went inside the front door, sighing as he placed his duffle bag down on the welcome rug next to the coat rack.

He moved his hair behind his ears and picked up the massive stack of newspapers left in his house over the years. Now he could have read through each individual paper and wasted eon's of his time dechypering Liwanag's two point five year history...or he could just ask Vox, his first invention, to do it for him. He nodded at his second choice and went into his inner sanctum, nickname Haos Prime in honor of his life goal, the Haos Trigger. He turned on the lights and revealed a huge collection of inventions, past, current, successful, and failures lined up in several rows that perturded from a central hub, the area he just entered into. He sighed and sat down on a large white chair and pressed a silver button and a bright, light emitting orb appears in front of Aki

Vox ~ Name:
Aki~ Vox, its me, Akishinome?
Vox ~ ::excitedly: Aki! ::the ball embraces Aki and he laughs:: Its been two years and 6 months since I last saw creator's face? Where did you go?
Aki ~ On a trip, now i need you to read these newspapers for me and tell me what went on while i was away
Vox ~ Always the busy one, yes sir.
::Aki places the newspapers on the scanner and Vox goes to work piecing together Liwanag's history while he was gone. Once it was done, Aki looked at a screen and read the results...::

His eyes scan about the useless articles that had no meaning to him and he came across the bold headline "Vox, magnify headline" The words got bigger and he absorbed every word and its meaning before he leaned back into his chair "Expand" The article opened and he read every single detail about this event and the events after it. He sighed and placed a hand on his forehead and Vox appeared next to him

"You were gone a long time Creator Aki." Vox floats forward and hovers next to the computer "The Kings death was just before Leader Aureila's Initiation. She has been looking for answers to her father's death ever since" Aki nods. Suddenly pictures of Liwanag's recent history with Aureila's command flash across the screen. "She is a formidable leader, having Master all the forms of light in every which way possible-she's known as the Mistress of Light, but I cant say that for sure, she doesnt know its secrets like we do...I think we should tell her" Aki growls and turns "I know I know, Creator Aki wishes not to jeopardize the lives of many by giving off such dangerous secrets but, she is your Leader now, she deserves to know"

Aki stands up and walks back upstairs towards the living room with Vox behind him "I know Vox...but im not sure if she will trust us for hiding such secrets away for so long" Vox says quietly, "She doesnt have to know" Aki smirks "That is a viable option, thank you Vox that is all" Vox vanishes and he sits on the sofa in the living room in silence. He picks up a strange device that looks like an mini obelisk with 3 protruding rings from it, each larger than the one above it. He fondles with it in his hands...the Haos Trigger