On a day like any other
The world did indeed break down
The sun decided to go out
And the moon was nowhere to be found
Neither saw it coming
In the house of the elegant man
They simply enjoyed the comfort
While things went according to plan
The golden haired girl in her keep
The man gazing from his window
All was quiet on the tallest peak
The audience set for the final show
It was on a day like any other
That He did indeed appear
And blotted out the sun
To play on all their fears
It was as the elegant man foresaw
It was as fate had foretold
But it was the being who saw Him first
And was lured into the cold
He appeared on that fateful train
And asked the being if he had any stake
In a world that didn’t need him
In a world that was another mistake
“It is not for me to care
And that’s exactly how you made me”
But He already knew the being’s answer
And ushered the being in discretely
At this instant the elegant man became aware
That his creator was bearing down
The lord knew his house was in danger
As the being had now been found
Faced at present with a dilemma
The elegant man didn’t hesitate
He rounded up his home’s occupants
And they all did congregate
But the golden haired girl didn’t hear
And the man still kept his gaze
While the lord explained to his friends
The nature of his creator’s ways
Then the man did see on the horizon
A darkness looming there
And the girl felt a tremble in her keep
And suddenly they cared
Rushing immediately to their host
The two found comfort in his presence
While he told them all to stand ready
As they would be fighting for their existence
The man returned to his window
Ready to report on the advance
As he watched the quiet darkness
He wondered if they had a chance
The creator raised His fist high
And with a call He beckoned His army
He suited them all with weapons
And said to execute them all swiftly
The being was given special orders
And told to find a single man
The one who arrived twice in this world
The one who stood to ruin His plan
For this task the being was given a sword
One forged by the creator Himself
Made for the single purpose
Of destroying everything else
As the being set out on his way
Still indifferent to the grand scheme of things
He delighted in watching the world disappear
With each one of his sword’s swings
A swing at a lamppost by the station
Saw it vaporize as darkness befell
He soon grew drunk with power
And the being let out a yell
“I don’t care what happens here
I’m merely out for my own gain
Those with the passion to rise against me
Will surely feel my pain.”
The being then set foot in a flash
And in a blur he raced up the tall peak
He annihilated those along his path
To the man he truly did seek
As the creator sat back and watched
His armies steadily increased their pace
And though He feared the outcome
He tried hard to keep a calm face
“They’re coming!” yelled the man from his window
Like a storm that creeps up at night
“Then ready yourselves!” yelled the lord
While the rest prepared to fight
His occupants strode down from the mount
As if gliding on currents of air
Their host was who kept them moving
Their faith was what kept them there
Soaring down the steepness
They met blades with the darkness below
Engulfed and utterly surrounded
They all had nowhere to go
“They’re falling!” cried the man from his view
But the elegant man just stayed still
His heart was preparing for war
His hands were preparing to kill
The golden haired girl in her keep
Hearing the cries from down below
Urged herself into battle
But found her body unwilling to go
She remained frozen by fear
Beaten by her lack of power
The darkness filled her soul
And she grew weaker by the hour
The elegant man finally set forth
As the fight he could no longer spectate
Charging forward into the shadows
Hoping he would not be too late
In a whirl of darkened clouds
He bolstered his long loved kin
They rallied around their lord
And once again thought they could win
As the dark and the light now fought
The blur of the being darted by
Too fast for the lord to catch
He had never seen the being so spry
The being moved with a lust for blood
To take the lives of his counterpart’s home
It was revenge for splitting them apart
It was revenge for leaving the being alone
The being didn’t care who he killed
He didn’t care what the end may be
He simply knew this was an option
And that is what he chose to see
At last the being had arrived
Upon the doorstep of the elegant man
It was here he would kill the one
That sought to interrupt his creator’s plan
Searching from room to room
Finding nothing but victims to cut down
But then he arrived at the window
And the man had finally been found
The being lunged with great strength
Towards the man who tried to defend
Their struggle was truly deafening
And the man did fear it was the end
It was then that the golden haired girl
Jumped out of her fear of demise
And launched from her keep down the stairs
To appear before the being’s own eyes
“Stay back girl you’re no match for me!”
Said the being without and ounce of fear
“Unless you seek the same fate as him,
You better run away from here!”
But the golden haired girl didn’t move
She remained and stood in her place
“You want to die?” He asked almost afraid
Tightening his grip on his sword just in case
As he swung to slice her in two
She raised only her hand to the being
Stopping his sword with her finger
He could not believe what he was seeing
“You were once a harmless being
Even if you never really cared
I urge you to take up a better cause.”
She did confidently declare
Fearing a loss to this girl
He thought on the girl’s proposal
If she could not be defeated
There was the man he could dispose of
Drawing back his blade from her
And appearing to admit defeat
He dawned a devious grin
To attack the man laying at his feet
Being too slow to stop the blade
The girl was unable to react
It was then there was a blinding light
It was then the elegant man attacked
Hurling himself into the being
He knew what he must do
The lord apologized as the being struggled
And they each ended being two
In what looked like a fiery mess
The two were again united
The blaze flew out of the house
There was no stopping what had been ignited
It soared into the darkened sky
The son had now reappeared
It was time for his creator’s end
It was what the creator feared
In a ferocious burst of speed
The son whipped down to land
Making short work of the armies
Forcing them to disband
Standing now upon a vast field
The son was gunning for his creator
He would fight to end the cruel joke
He would fight to prove he was greater
From atop the forgotten peak
The man and the girl stood still
They marveled at his love for them
And marveled at his will
Destruction breeds creation
It’s the frame of mind He had
It’s the reason it never worked
It’s the reason He went mad
“There is no place for you here!”
Cried the son with unwavering voice
“You will die here by my hand
And that is your only choice!”
He chuckled a bit from the air
Hiding behind His dark clouds
“I WILL NOT LOSE TO MY CREATION!”
He roared from up high, aloud
His thunderous clouds grew darker
While lightning stuck the ground
But the son never shifted his position
No fear from him could be found
“YOU SEEK TO MOCK ME OUTRIGHT?!”
He bellowed from His thrown above
But the son just stood defiant
There was no longer any love
The lightning flashed more violent
And the clouds encircled the terrain
But amidst the looming darkness
The elegant son still did remain
He and everything he knew
Were swallowed up entirely whole
But while the creator just laughed
The son had achieved his goal
It started as a chuckle
That then grew and grew
“Oh, I thought you were smarter than this
Oh how I thought you knew!”
Being created out of the darkness
The son feared not this lack of light
With the creator unable to see him
He jumped and took off in flight
Remembering those he sought to protect
In the home he had grown to love
He knew he mustn’t miss
And flew higher still above
Rushing through the clouds now
He saw his creator face to face
Speeding ever faster towards Him
Only seeking to erase
Even if it meant the end
Of everything in the world he knew
He resolved to make things right
It was what he had to do
The golden haired girl looked on
At the land He sought to desecrate
The man saw a light cutting the darkness
And knew it would come down to fate
The elegant man kept soaring
Until he finally made contact
He struck at his creator
His execution perfect, his timing exact
It was then that everything ceased
There was nothing but a blur of light
But soon the light went out
As existence itself turned black as night
There were no feelings of fear
There were no feelings of any kind
There were no conscious thoughts
There were no thoughts for any mind
Then was seen a single atom
That soon pushed more through the black
Reappearing was the peak
And the house was slowly coming back
As the world rebuilt around it
Inside were the man and the girl
And as they looked outside their window
Slowly materializing was their world
No memory of their nonexistence
Just of the battle before
Nothing needed questioning
No need for fear anymore
As they waited for the lord’s return
The days and weeks passed by
And when the years stretched on without him
They believed that he had died
Safely inside his former residence
The two continued to usher souls in
Giving them a place to find comfort
When at last they met their end
The peak remained a monument
And a testament to the will of some
Who chose to fight the darkness
And chose to overcome
There were no more creators
There was no reason to create
Existence simply continued on
And in it’s own hands held its fate