Prologue

The night was cold. The people of Xerxes slept with no worry. They believed their great king would stop the violent raids that plagued the country. The king on that night stood in the middle of his great throne room, with his closets followers and a strange creature in a flask. The king feared death and sought immortality, and this creature in the flask promised him exactly that.

The few past months had been constant preparations, including the unfortunate but needed sacrifice of the king's own people. All he needed to do now was simply drop some of his own blood into the jar in front of him. The King of Xerxes brought his dagger to his finger, and he made a small cut across his it. The pain was nothing and it would all be worth it. A man off to the side with long, golden blonde hair held a flask, which contained the creature who promised so much. He watched as black ominous smoke started to expand from the jar.

"Amazing," he said while looking upon his king. "Our king is about to obtain immortality"

The creature in the flask grinned widely "This is a moment for the ages," it said.

The great throne room darkened and the black smoke lifted. The people in the room were confused but sent into shock when small black tentacle-like hands shot out from the floor around them. They looked at the hands in fear and shock. The King of Xerxes looked upon the scene, in confusion from the events.

"This is immortality?" The king asked, looking towards the flask

Before he could proceed with his other, equally important questions, another person in the room began to seemingly chock and fall to ground dead. Then another, and another, and then yet one more person fell. The king was filled with fear and turned back towards the creature, he felt the air escaping his body, and something had gone terribly wrong.

"What is this?" The king said before choking for "You said no harm would come those of us in the center!" he said before he dropped, as dead as his subjects before him.

The man holding the flask was in complete shock, he just witnessed many of his fellow countrymen die right in front of him. He looked down to the creature for an explanation.

"What?! What's going on, Homunculus?" the blonde man said, raising the flask to his eye level.

The creature turned towards him and grinned even wider than before. It then started to laugh, and evil sound that filled the room. "The true center of the transmutation circle is here, where you are standing!" It said in excitement. "I've used your blood to open the doorway!" The creature continued to laugh in hysterical evilness.

"Hohenheim, my blood Kin! We are at the center of everything!"

The room began to shake violently. The hands in the room grew larger, and a large blue ring of light formed around the room. When it was complete, a large eye formed inside the ring. Hohenheim looked down in fear as the eye expanded upwards, engulfing all in its path. The eye swallowed not only the palace, but large parts of the great city surrounding it. Large hands sprang from the earth, harvesting the human lives around them. The moans and cries of the people of Xerxes split the air as Hohenheim, as well as the creature in the flask, fell through the empty white space that now surrounded them. Their bodies began to disintegrate into nothing, breaking away. As the creature smiled in joy, Hohenheim screamed in pain.

()()()

Far above the earth, in the section of heaven where no human could ever go, there was a great palace. Only the most extravagant things decorated it, such as the pure white, marble columns that gleamed of power. Inside the great palace, three beautiful women, but not humans, occupied what was the main room.

The oldest one had majestic blue hair and blue eyes to match, and wore a fine silk dress that had varying shades of blue, white, and purple for accents. She held in her arms a harp, with seven strings and colored half blue, half violet. Her name was Nayru, Goddess of water, wisdom, and the passing ages.

The women next to Nayru, her younger sister, had pure red hair and eyes. Covering her body was a tight bodysuit made of a fiery red fabric, with ribbons off of her hips. In her left hand was a scepter, with different symbols etched into the four colored gems on the round end. Her name was Din, Goddess of fire, power, and the changing seasons.

The last of the goddesses, and also the youngest, had green hair and eyes, and wore a yellow dress that resembled a flower, complete with pink petals off the bottom edge. She was reading a book in her hands, one that was bound with a green cover and held within it powerful knowledge. This was Farore, Goddess of courage, earth, and keeper of the godly secrets.

"I still don't see why we should let them do what they want." Din said to her younger sister, causing the green-haired goddess to look up from her reading. "The humans need to know who is in charge and that's hard to do when they don't even know we exist."

"I'd like it to stay that way, sister; they deserve their own free will just like how I made them to be. If we get involved in one event, then we'll just keep getting involved in all their affairs until we rule them like dictators or kill them." Farore responded, turning her attention out a nearby window.

"Whatever you say, sister." Din said while moving to the door, disappointed in Farore's response.

"For once Din may be right, the human race is more violent then all the other life you created, Farore." Nayru said, moving next to Farore and placing a hand on her shoulder. "If we don't keep them in line like the Hylians, then they might just start to go out of control."

"The Hylians believe in us because of our mother, Hylia. And ever since she led them in that forsaken war they have always sought guidance from us and they know what we can do, but that is what the humans don't know, and I want to see how they will evolve without us." Farore explained, looking down at the earth. "They have so far impressed me and what they call 'The Kingdom of Xerxes' is expanding in many great ways. They are civilized and make buildings that can be compared to our own palace," Farore stated, gesturing around the room. Her (In terms of a goddess's lifespan) teenage sister, however, disagreed and laughed.

"Ha! You mean those mud huts they call homes and buildings? Please sister, don't make such stupid statements." Din commented, moving over to join her sisters. "If they are so 'civilized' as you say, then why do they force their own people into forced labor, hmmm?" she asked sarcastically.

"I-" Farore was cut off by a bright flash from one part of the earth. Before Din and Nayru knew could ponder what the strange light was, Farore fell to the floor unconscious.

"Sister!" Din and Nayru screamed, rushing to their fallen sister

"Sister, please wake up!" Nayru said while shaking Farore by her shoulders.

Farore cracked open her eyes, she felt a rush of pain through her body she knew something terrible just happened. "Din" she said in a weak voice, her sister moving closer to hear.

"Go… down to Xerxes… I feel… that something terrible has… occurred…"

Din wasted no time in accomplishing her sister's request, although she had only made 3 or 4 trips to earth and never really found it impressive. As she flew from the heavens to the earth, she tried to think of what might have happened. It had to be something big, especially if it knocked her sister unconscious. Farore made all life, and if something had rendered her unconscious, it was serious.

When she got to Xerxes she was shocked at the sight that presented itself to her. Bodies lined the streets as Din walked them, her golden wristbands reflecting the late evening light and the color of mortal blood. Men, women, children of all ages were lying dead on the ground.

"What could do such a thing, and in such a short time, too?" Din thought to herself. She suddenly felt something, something odd. It felt like human life, but not in multiple bodies, just two. It felt like hundreds of thousands of human souls stuffed into just two beings.

Din didn't want to stay long to find out what she had sensed, and shot back up to the heavens to tell her sisters of the grim news. When she arrived back, Farore was sitting on her throne of grass and earth while Nayru dabbed her head with a wet cloth. Farore looked up to Din for an answer, and saw in her eyes the sorrow and pain of what the middle sister witnessed.

"What happened..? Din, tell us…" Farore asked, still weak from the faint.

"Everyone in Xerxes….They're all dead…" Din said, looking at the ground. Farore nearly broke out into tears, having felt the life she had created wiped out to nothing in mere seconds.

"But, not dead, in the common sense," Din continued. Nayru adopted a confused look. Being the goddess of wisdom, she was slightly shocked that she couldn't fathom what her younger sister meant. "From what I felt, their souls had been forced out of their bodies, and then stuffed into two other life forms."

"But… how is that… possible..?" Farore asked in near disbelief .

"I'm not sure how, but something tells me that the humans have acquired some type of power. A power that may be equal to our own." Nayru said, grabbing Farore's book of godly secrets and flipping through the pages.

"What do you mean, sister?" Din asked.

"It's only a thought, but I believe the humans have acquired the ability of alchemy, from what you say." Nayru stopped turning the pages, and read aloud, "Alchemy is a heretic art, and should only be used by a god or goddess when absolutely necessary for the survival of sentient life." Nayru placed the thick book on a table in the room, leaving Farore on her throne for a second. "I believe the person responsible for this massacre will do it again, and try to equal our power."

"Then let us purge the humans from the earth!" Din said, furiously releasing fire from her hands.

"No… they are still… my responsibility and… I will not allow you to… kill them!" Farore said, standing up weakly, but she held her sister's wrist to calm her down and extinguish the flame.

"If we don't stop them, they could try to kill us!" Din shouted at Farore.

"Sisters, please stay calm. I think I have a solution." Nayru said, closing the book and handing it back to Farore.

"What do you mean?" asked Din.

"Our mother has already set in place a series of events which will lead to the creation of a great hero. I propose when he is finished with her prophecy, we use him to our greater goal of finding the one responsible for this atrocity, and bringing him to justice." Nayru said, sitting in her throne of water and ice, looking down to her sisters.

"Mother won't be too fond of the idea, Nayru." said Farore, who sat in her throne once more.

"Farore, you forget she promised us any help we needed, within good reason." Din spoke, sitting in her throne of flames and magma, forming a triangle around a reflection pool with her sister's thrones. "I say this is a good enough reason."

"Agreed," Nayru said. "So we shall wait for our mother to finish her business in Skyloft, then."

This story was given to me to finish by nanoman who was given it to finish by archman. I know I really don't need to start another story but I can't help it!