Prologue
Ever since people could remember, Universe was always expanding, allowing new cultures and different races to appear.
Some of the races were humanoid, some had special 'traits' and of course, there were races that looked so different compared to the rest - whatever it was in size or limb amount, they all were connected.
They could speak, and more importantly, they could think, write and... Build.
This power was incredible. It allowed them to create so many magnificent things and allowed certain cultures to progress faster than the rest!
Yet... Power of Creation was a dangerous power to wield. It was an unspoken rule throughout the universe that one should not play a God, not pretend to be an Aeon.
Nonetheless, numerous civilizations tried to ignore the rule and tried to create something outstanding, however, they couldn't escape from the Hunter.
The blood was shed, and civilizations turned to dust. Planets that once were homelands to the violators were abandoned, and left in the ever-growing galaxy.
However, one cannot simply pluck the weed out without removing the roots and then consider the job done.
The Aeon of Hunt might have destroyed people who tried to challenge the rule of the universe but never fully removed the memories, the books, the knowledge of how to create new, better... Improved creatures without evolution.
And as time flies, the curiosity of mortals cannot be always pushed away from such intriguing topics.
Walking down the same pathway is not a difficult task to do.
A man smiled as he picked up a book, blowing the dust off of its cover.
"Men, we found it." the man turned towards a group of his coworkers, all with proud smiles on their lips. "It's the book of Creation!"
The people celebrated, and with their advanced technology, they started to prepare for their Magnum Opus - a perfect and powerful human, who would be the solution to all of their problems.
Or, that was the plan the group had.
BEEP
BEEP
BEEP
Red alarms were beeping, and people at the station were panicking.
"Antimatter Legion siege detected, the chance of defending the station is being calculated. Chance is 0.12%" Robotic voice spoke throughout the station using speakers in every room. Numerous researchers started to grab all important notes while some abandoned their work and quickly moved to the smaller evacuation ships.
"Evacuation strongly suggested."
A single scientist refused to move. His eyes were glued to the giant tube, wherein the green liquid was a small body of a human.
These scientists worked so hard to create their human. Someone who would be stronger than the rest, smarter... Maybe even the key to never aging again.
The scientist placed his shaky hand on the glass, his fingers slowly curled into fists.
"I can't abandon the project... We tried too hard! I just want my baby back." the scientist's tears rolled down his cheek. "She is the only girl that survived, and....."
A woman walked around the station, checking numerous rooms, and slowly taking her time.
"Was the bait that successful?" The woman asked.
"Somehow the bait ended up luring more Legion than I expected." a feminine voice responded.
"Elio said that there won't be any scientists left to tell the story of what happened." the woman said as she walked deeper into the station. "Do you finally have the map of the place?"
"Yup, finally got it. The mess in the files was ridiculous. I'm sending you the path how to get to our target."
"Perfect. Good job, Silver Wolf." There was no response from the other girl. The woman followed the map that was sent on her phone. A notification popped on her screen, causing the woman to smile slightly.
'Location reached.'
She quietly opened the doors, just in case someone was in there. Her eyes fell on an old scientist.
"She is the only girl that survived and..."
"Oh, so this little creature is a girl?" The woman asked, causing the man to jump.
"W-Who are you?! How did you get here?!"
"My, so many questions." the woman said and pulled out her gun. "We are sadly on a tight schedule, so I'm afraid I can't answer the questions."
She shot the man in the knees, causing him to fall to the ground.
"I will be taking her. Don't worry, she will be in good hands."
She pulled out a small gadget. The thing scanned the tube. The gadget expanded and absorbed the structure into itself before shrinking its size.
The old scientist stared in horror as his masterpiece was stolen away. Unable to stand, he cried and begged all Aeons to strike the woman.
She didn't respond, as she noticed blades in the wall.
"Those who break the rules of the universe first will never get pleas heard out." She said, and left the room, making her way to the small spaceship where her teammate was waiting.
"Took you a while, ready to go?"
"I didn't take that long. But yes, we can go."
"What about--"
"All according to his plan."
"Alright then. Next time I want to have fun too Kafka."
Kafka played with the gadget, her eyes glued to the object, to the precious life inside it.
"No promises." She answered as she relaxed and enjoyed the way back to their headquarters.
A little girl was sitting on her bed, sleepiness evident on her face.
"Ready to sleep, Stelle?" Kafka asked, her voice sweet and filled with love.
The girl shook her head and hugged Kafka.
"If I sleep you will be gone again..." She whispered, her voice weak.
Kafka's hand gently patted the girl on the head. "I will be back."
"But I will miss you." Stelle's golden eyes were sad, tears forming in them. Kafka sighed softly and wiped her tears.
"I will bring you a gift, would that make it better?"
Stelle stared at her but slowly nodded.
"Good, now sleep," Kafka said and pressed her lips on Stelle's forehead. The little girl giggled and closed her eyed.
"Good night."
"Sweet dreams Stelle," Kafka said and left the room.
The little girl fell asleep, peacefully sleeping without knowing what the future held for her.
Kafka looked at the closed doors. It was only a matter of time until the girl grew up. And when she did... Her story, and her journey would begin.
Stelle had time to enjoy her childhood. She had time to have fun. Sadly, Kafka knew that the girl would forget about everything soon enough.