Chapter 23: Dawn Before the Symphony

When the Music of Time started flowing in the newly born universe, it formed several junction points in the center of the first stars. The first star to receive the flow of time was Arcturus. The giant aster spread a world where a sentient race named the children of time lived; this world was called Arcadia. The children of time as their name suggests had a very strong bond with that element of the origins and to some extends could also master the other five elements. They had a natural way with time; however, for void, light and so for, they used Arcadian material as a medium to hold their energy.

The children of Time formed a very peaceful society for eons, but greed for power started spreading. Selfishness grew among the people of time as more of them were seeking more personal power. Factions appeared and war started among Arcadia; a war like no other where destruction had never been bigger. After years of annihilation, only two fractions remained: The worshipers of the eternal Silence and the Chosen of the Symphony. The first ones believed that bending time to their will should be their right, and started time wars beyond their own world. They possessed weapons fueled with pure Silence as well to completely erase their opponents from existence, but as the war lasted, they ended up using all the Silence of their world.

The Chosen of the Symphony on the other hand were working according to a different philosophy; they believed that time is their responsibility and that they were the guardians of its right progression. They worshiped the Goddess of Music and Time and had as ultimate goal to serve her by protecting her element and all the people affected by it.

The Worshipers of the Eternal Silence were more powerful and more spread in Arcadia than the Chosen of the Symphony, and war was quite common between the two; however, both of them managed to keep existing together until the last hours of the planet.

The Chosen of the Symphony also interacted with other worlds, but never for war. They saw themselves as guides for all worlds in their quest of understanding time. They sent many of their kind to those worlds were they Monitored time directly through the Symphony of its star.

Earth was also chosen to be monitored, and for this task, a young man under the name of Liviano Iskatel was chosen. Liviano was trained during his childhood to the mastery of time. He grew in a temple of the goddess of Time and was raised by the clerks. By the age of 15, he was able to pass the highest test of time bending and received Lys, the sword of Light as a reward.

Liviano was quite honored to be part of such a plan, although sometimes, he felt that his life was already traced for him, and it made him frustrated to see how little power he had over it. He always managed to get rid of those ideas by finding meaning in his role, it was a big responsibility after all, and he needed to fulfill what was needed from him perfectly.

By the age of 23, Liviano reached the rank of Silver Knight, and his training was almost over. It was around that time that he met the Queen of Years for the first time. He saw her for the first time in the temple of the Goddess; she was looking at the giant statue of the deity and was standing just in the middle of the room, under the skylight. Her golden hair was shining as bright as Arcturus itself, and her bright blue eyes were lost in the vision of the statue. It was the most beautiful sight Liviano ever had; he completely froze for a moment at the sight of her. She stayed in that state for a moment before noticing him; when she did, she crossed his gaze. His heart started to race for a reason that was beyond his understanding, he kept looking at her for a moment before awkwardly disappearing. As soon as he was away, he stopped a moment to rethink the encounter; one thing was sure, he needed to see her again.

His wish was fulfilled sooner than he anticipated; he was appointed to a special program that had as purpose to clarify his future guardian mission on Earth. As he showed up the first time to the meeting room, he was focused on the importance of the knowledge he was about to receive. As he entered, he saw with a bit of surprise that the girl he saw in the Light was there. It was strange for him to see her that close. He couldn’t really do or say anything as the lecture was already starting. Liviano did his best to keep in track with what was going on, but his attention was shifting; he knew nothing of this girl; the only new thing he knew was the sound of her voice, a sound that seemed like music to his ears.

The second time, Liviano came early; for some strange reason, he felt that he would know more about the mysterious girl with the sun in her hair. His feeling was right as only seconds after he had that thought, she entered the lecture room.

“So many people in here!” She said out of the blue.

“Yes, it’s really crowded; we can hardly fit in here.” Liviano responded.

Just like that, they started talking. She introduced herself as Regina Artal, the current Queen of year. She was from a farther region in the north and came here as a part of her journey to represent the Goddess of Time in many other worlds; It was her sacred duty. Liviano immediately noticed a very gentle vibe within her, he introduced himself as well and they started discussing those meetings they were attending; for some weird reason, even if it was the first time they met, it felt like they already knew each other.

Liviano was completely amazed by the Queen of years, he could hardly wait for the next time he could talk with her. Things were a bit different though; the following time he attended the lecture he wasn’t able to talk with Regina again, she seemed like a fleeting glimpse of Light, he felt her spirit, heard her voice and saw more of her wit, but it was like an echo coming from far away.

Liviano eventually met her back, and talked a bit with her, he noticed that she was getting lost due to all the pressure that her role as the Queen of Years was putting on her, especially the new part of her training that was way more confusing than anything she had to do so far. Liviano tried to help, but he didn’t have much to say; he put himself in her position and saw how hard it was. His words only had as effect to confirm the dramatic state of things; he felt awful being part of that negative wave Regina was going through, even by just restating the facts.

As time passed, the interactions of Regina and Liviano became more current, they started meeting even outside the temple’s lectures, and had the occasion to speak a bit more out of their usual context. Regina was a strong believer in the rightness of the faith’s ways; that peaceful interventions of such were necessary for improving things. However, she was also a free spirit in a way and believed that life should be fun as well; she had something unique, something special.

Around the very end of the training; everything went wrong in Arcadia. The Actions of the Worshipers of the Eternal Silence lead to the end of their world. In an attempt to make more Silence to fuel their weapons, they damaged the Symphony of Time in the center of Arcturus, their star. Time started vanishing. At that Moment, Regina and Liviano were together; Liviano then witnessed something that no one else ever saw. Regina, the Queen of Years Gazed at the collapsing star and sighted before turning to Liviano.

“What must be done must be done…” She said.

“What do you mean?”

Regina just smiled then turned back toward the star in the sky. She then started glowing as Music started all around them; it was a strange melody that was reassuring and happy, but also troubled and uncertain.

“You must go now!” Liviano heard Regina’s voice in his head.

“Where to? What’s happening?” He asked.

“The Goddess has taken over; time is dying in this world! You must go!”

“Will I ever see you again?”


Liviano tried to step forward, but as soon as he did, everything became dark around him. When He got back to his senses, Liviano was lying on a forest that seemed nothing like he ever knew. Worst, he couldn’t remember any forest. He knew that something very important just happened, but he couldn’t focus on anything. Memories seemed to him like distant blur objects that were very far from his reach. He remembered only three things, His name, the name of the sword he had with him, and that time was music.

‘Time is on my side, Time is music breaking through the silence.’ He thought.


Chapter 22: Fade to Black

Panchi and Mark changed a lot after their breakup. Panchi on a hand fully committed herself of her new status of religious leader and stopped any direct contact with Mark. Mark on the other hand formed his own church that was considered by many as more of a sect. He claimed that his scientific way opened all the gates of human fulfillment and masses crowded around him.

Panchi established her main church in India, her land of origin and controlled all the other churches that opened around the world under her authority. Her followers became the majority in many eastern countries such as India, Russia, China and Japan. Mark chose to establish his institution as he liked to call it in Roma, his birth city. He financed the construction of an immense building even bigger than the church of the eclipse that he used to go to and made it equipped with the latest technologies. His church was a living and cunning community that made incredible advances in science and lifestyle in general. He had many other smaller institutions with lots of adherent all over Europe and in the American continent.

The two groups soon became the most powerful and most followed philosophies on the globe. The other churches struggled to keep a fading minority that was becoming smaller and smaller every day. An invisible war was raging between the followers of the Sacred Optimus and the Counter Random theory. A war that influenced the very equilibrium of the planet as communities and countries following one way would stop their cooperation with countries following the other way. Economy started to show signs of crisis due to those massive conflicts and Chaos was upon the two churches.

Both Panchi and Mark knew that the conflict their churches were creating by clashing were pushing the world into Chaos and negating the power of the Order they tried to establish each on their one way. They both got to the same conclusion, they can’t both spread contradictory applications of the same principle, and only one way should be allowed to exist; the other church should disappear. They both thought that the best way to collapse the other’s church would be to kill the head of it. By some strange coincidence, they both hired the same hit-man to carry on the operation; a faceless killer only known under the pseudonym of S. Nobody ever entered in direct contact with S. Information and money was passed on to him through a very complicated and esoteric method, then the person designed ended up dying in mysterious conditions that the police never understood.

The two cult leaders thought of the same plan, the same symbolic gesture; they both ordered the murder of the other during another Gala of the Simon Dice foundation. It was the first time they were to meet in public again since six years, and they chose the same event where they met the first time.

A strong feeling of Déjà vu haunted Panchi as her Jet, a bigger one this time, landed in the airport of Roma, this time around, only a few journalist were there to meet her, and most of them were pretty harsh toward her. She didn’t care much about it, she knew that Italy was under the dominance of Mark and it didn’t really bother her. He want be a problem after tonight, she thought smiling to herself. This time around, she went directly to the Gala and surrounded herself with her crew to avoid any boring talk. She went straight to her table where she sat surrounded by two immense body guards.

Mark entered alone; Panchi knew that he didn’t need body guards, it was his land; he was untouchable around. He came to the table and sat next to Panchi not caring a bit about the two giant men on both her sides.

“It has been a while, I see that you are still as beautiful as the last time I saw you.” Mark said in a detached manner.

“I see that you are still the same as well.”

“Should I take this as a compliment?”

“You can take it as you like, but yes, it is a compliment indeed.”

Even if the two seemed to have an innocent flirt, tension was in the air. They both were two focused on their persona to notice it.

“This bring us to way back, I had a strange déjà vu all day.” Panchi said after a few seconds of silence.

“Yes! It was quite the night I believe. One of the best ones I ever had.” Mark said in a whisper.

Before Panchi could add anything, a waiter brought a bottle of wine and pored two flutes that he offered to the two. Panchi gently thanked him and took a sip. She stopped then as she recognized the flavor. She reached for the bottle and read the name before looking at Mark and smiling.

“Castel Rouge, 1878. The same good wine we had that night! I see that you have a keen liking for the details.” Panchi said taking another sip.

“Well, I don’t see you much lately my dear; I thought that some good wine would be the least I can offer you to apologize for this very long missed time.”

He took a sip himself.

“I forgot how charming you were.” Panchi said out of the blue.

“I didn’t forget how beautiful you are!” Mark responded.

As he finished his words, a waiter came to take away their bottle, Mark immediately reacted.

“We aren’t done yet with this bottle!”

“Yes!” Panchi concorded. “We will still have more from it, thank you very much.”

Panchi and Mark both raised their heads to look at the waiter. Both of them lost their social mask as both were shocked to see his face.

“You…” Mark whispered.

“Impossible…” Panchi followed.

Before they could realize it, the waiter left the bottle and took out two golden guns. The shots were clean and precise. Both Panchi and Mark received a bullet between the eyes.

Panchi opened her eyes and only saw blur for the first few seconds, than her vision adapted to the poor lighting of the room she was in. The first things she noticed were flakes of light coming of a small window. She then felt a terrible hedeach; she tried to remember how she got to that room but the only thing she could recall was meating with a mysterious person who gave her a memory drive. She couldn’t recall his name as hard as she tried to. Panchi was taken off her thought when she noticed someone moving on the couch in front of her. It was a young man that she never saw before.

“Slept well? Do you have any idea of where we are?” Panchi asked.

It took Mark a moment to answer, his mind was as blank as Panchi’s and he also suffered from a strong headache.

“No…Sorry, I don’t know how we got here, the last thing I remember was that man…”

“With the memory drive right? Can you recall his name?”

“No…Not really…”

“It’s okay; I think we were in some kind of experiment. My name is Panchi by the way!”

“I am Mark. I think you are right; we should probably go outside and see where we are.”

“Absolutely what I was thinking!” Panchi said with a smile.

She took his hand and led him out to the door; she didn’t really know, but she felt that she could trust him. Mark felt a little embarrassed at first, but he also felt happy; he didn’t knew what, but something seemed familiar to him about Panchi.

Outside, the two realized that they were in a house by the sea; they walked a bit before seeing people in roller blades and beach clothes. Panchi asked a bunch of guys who were playing basketball about the place they were in; they told her that it was L.A.

“What should we do now?” Marked asked Panchi.

“A coffee would be nice, and maybe some food! I am starving.”

Mark laughed a bit.

“What?” Panchi asked smiling.

“I am starving too, so yes! We should seek a coffee! Or restaurant.”

Panchi took Marks hand and both of the

Chapter 21: Age of Chaos



The strange shifts in the Lifestyles of Panchi Svazada and Mark Ensis were only the beginning of something way greater; the start of a new age. The two individuals, even if far apart and basically opposite in everything ended up changing their most defining features- their believes -as a result of their meeting with Master Sadar Shims. The content of the memory drive he gave them was much to thank for this quite rushed transformation. It was a quite short document that was explaining the notions of Chaos and Order. The document was in itself a sigil; the abstract embodiment of the gift of the master: the control of Order over Chaos. Even though if Panchi and Mark received the same exact message from Master Sadar; they both saw the applications of the message differently and both decided to take the approach of the other, shifting from science to spirituality and from religion to quantum physics.

Six year passed since their contact with the master and things have changed a lot for Panchi and Mark. They both became very influential in their new field, and much of it was a result of the application of Order in their new approach to things. Panchi wrote a book called a book called The Spiritual Vision of the Sacred Optimus. It went on directly to become a best seller and millions of people around the world were touched by the new perspectives she was giving through her book. It was globally praised by the critiques who saw in her words only wisdom and truth. For a time, Panchi was moving all around the world, discussing her philosophy and getting more and more people apply this notion of order she was giving. A spiritual perspective of energy that flows in the soul of people; an energy that can be used to make the world better for everyone. People were loving it, applying it, and seeing the positive results it had on them. In a matter of month, Panchi had a cult built around her, and she became the mother of this new religion that was forming around the wisdom she provided to the world.

Meanwhile, Mark was advancing with a similar momentum, but in a quite different field. He received his PhD in quantum physics in a record timing and started writing a very powerful thesis developing a theory that scientists usually never touched directly; the quantum power of human actions on the great scale of the Universe. His monograph entitled: The Quantum Theory of Counter Randomness became a major pillar in the scientific community and got the attention of the public sphere as well. The applications of this theory were immense, and soon enough, they transcended their purely scientific potential to be directly applied by whole communities and countries all over the world. Mark went on to teach his theory in many universities around the globe, and requests for his lecture never seemed to stop, only grow more and more. He became a sort of scientist super star as recognized as previous giants of the field and maybe even more.

Panchi and Mark met officially for the first time the 6th of November 2235. By that time, they were both already public figures and well aware of the existence of the other, but both of them were leading their own revolution, creating the basis of the perfect world they were picturing for the whole of humanity and didn’t really seek each other out. It was by pure chance that they met that day, or so did they think when they knew they will be in contact. Panchi and Mark were invited that day to the Empathy for all Gala organized in Roma by the Simon Dice Foundation; it was a highly important gathering that included the most preeminent figures of the time and was created with the spirit of making the world a better place.

Panchi arrived to Roma in a jet. As soon as she landed feet on the Italian ground, she was assailed from everywhere by camera flashes and every kind of journalists trying to have a word with her about so many topics. She smiled to the cameras, answered a few questions before vanishing in a car that took her to her hotel. Panchi was feeling happy in the privacy of her room; everything was going according to her plan, more and more people were seeing the rightness of her philosophy and Order was soon to be attained. Panchi took a quick shower and wore a long black dress. Her hair wasn’t as fuzzy as it used to be, but contained and smooth going all the way to her lower back. She put on red lipstick and some musk perfume before leaving her cocoon of peace for the chaos of the outside. The car took her to the Gala that was held in the Library of the Church of the Eclipse. Once inside, she was immediately surrounded this time by iconic personalities that were there as well for the Gala. She spoke a bit with the Italian minister of Art and the High Envoy of the Eclipse in Japan. She then took place at her table to wait for the lecture that was held by the First Immortal, Simon Dice himself.

As she was waiting, other people joined her table: The Minister of Art and his Wife who was a very popular Italian film maker, two High Envoy of the Eclipse in Poland and Sweden, and last but not least, Mark Ensis. When Mark took place, Panchi was in a middle of a very boring conversation with the Minister of Art. As he sat, Panchi stopped paying attention to the talk and focused it all on Mark. The two gazed at each other for a brief moment before Panchi got back to her conversation. Nobody seemed to notice the happening, but both Panchi and Mark were intrigued.

“I am sure that with faith, it is possible to reestablish order in the artistic business. The market might be flooded in this period, but more is always better as long as everybody is gaining.” Panchi said to the Minister.

“Yes… But it is not easy to control the market itself, how can we tell people that art must be acquired and how can we tell the artists that their prices should lower?” The Minister argued.

Mark laughed a little hearing the Minister.

“Those are excuses my good sir, I am from this country, this city and I know how the people perceive art. It is already in motion, and people take it; the major problem here is that you are trying to control the outcomes but you don’t know how. You don’t have a guide line. It is possible to reach the perfect point, but for that you must be aware of its existence.” Mark said.

“You are saying that you know where this point is Mr. Ensis?” Panchi asked before the Minister could say a world; she was looking at Mark in the eyes focusing on him and him alone.

“Well, the point only exists when we push things in motion, the point is always near bye as long as we recognize all the parameters and manage to use them at their optimal state.” Mark responded with a smile while keeping eye contact with Panchi.

She smiled back at him before responding.

“But you don’t believe in that point, you perceive it, but you let it out not making one with it. You have a cold approach to the Sacred Optimus.”

“Not a cold one, a pragmatic one I would say. I perceive it as a power that can be harnessed, a tool of sort to realize a perfect state of balance.”

The conversation was abruptly interrupted with the beginning of the Lecture. The announcer presented Simon Dice to the audience. Simon Dice was the first Immortal who caused the global Empathy wave in 1969, he since have lived through many major events that have lead the world to its current state. His talk was mainly about the power of collaboration and how everyone needed to be true and open to move forward. How by working together, the world can only be better. It was a very long lecture, and through it all, Panchi and Mark kept looking at each other from time to time; they both wanted to continue the conversation that they started. As the lecture was almost over, Mark suggested to Panchi to take some air, which she gladly agreed to.

“I couldn’t stand being in there anymore.” Panchi confessed. “It was good that you suggested getting out, maybe a little cold.”

“We can change this negative outcome into something better; we can maybe continue our conversation with some good wine at my place. What do you think?”

“I think it’s a wonderful idea, I just hope your wine is as good as you say.”

“Even better! I am sure you would find it to your liking.”

“And what if I don’t find it to my liking?”

“I am sure you will.” Mark said getting closer to Panchi. “Just as I am sure you will like this.” He said before leaning toward her and kissing her. Panchi was still a bit surprised even if she knew that was coming, and as she expected it, it was really to her liking. She kissed him back, then breaking the kiss; she took his hand and lead him toward her car.

Panchi woke up before Mark and looked at him sleeping next to her; he seemed really peaceful. She was glad she ended up meeting him, he was so much like her and so different on the same time; he used different words, but she knew that he had the same truth she had. She smiled at this thought and kissed him. Waking up, Mark kissed her back before holding her close to him. The two of them exploded in laughter.

“You are better than what I have thought.” Panchi told him.

“I have been told so indeed.” He said laughing, which made Panchi hit him with a pillow before laughing too.

“I will never find someone like you, that’s for sure.” He said. “You can see through the Chaos and create order just like I can.”

“I never thought anyone else could, you have been visited by Master Sadar too I guess.” She said.

“Six years ago yes. I assume you talked to him as well, quite the shady man.” He responded.

“Yes but he opened our minds, that’s for sure! I can see way beyond what I used to see and there is so much that can be done!”

He kissed her as she said those words, and soon enough, kisses became longer and the two of them were all over each other.

Panchi and Mark maintained their affair secret, they both wanted to have a romance that would not be corrupted by exterior factors due to their status. But time made things crumble; they started seeing each other less and less, and started noticing their differences more than their commonalities. Panchi couldn’t trust science anymore and Mark had enough of religion for a life time. They managed to keep their link until Panchi’s Philosophy became an official religion; at this point, neither of them could hear what the other had to say and their love felt into Chaos…