User blog:Bionicleboy32/Kardrakon Nui & The 3 Aspects

Chapter 1: Death of a God
The plague struck without a warning. There was no way we could stop it, not on our own, at least. The Dumaltri have had a few rough times in the past, but we always bounced back. Not this time. Whatever it was, it was dangerous. We lost over three fourths of the continent. The Dragon Claw Isles also went dark. The only reason our race survived was because of The Great Being. It couldn't stand to see our pain. It killed itself to rescue what was left of us, using the newly released energy of it's dying body to protect us from the disease. What it did was brave, and we are grateful.

But it still wasn't enough.

My name is Gruutsis. I am one of only 1000 survivors of the Dark Times. And here, on Kardrakon Nui, my kind are starving, because the Dumaltri in the port towns are all dead. We have no fish, and the soil is too parched to grow crops. We have almost no chance of survival. If anyone ever reads this, understand this: you are probably walking in a graveyard, in the failure of a Great Being, and in the tragedy of a supercontinent.

Chapter 2: Petra's Awakening
As soon as I can think, I feel pain. A deep, searing pain that wracks my whole body, almost enough to make me pass out again. I feel myself about to vomit. But then the pain is gone, and I'm left with a strange tingling in the base of my spine. My eyes slowly open.

I have woken up in a crater. I can only assume that I was the cause of it. How I got high enough to make a crater in the ground is beyond me. I'm trying to remember who I am, but I can't think clearly. All that's running through my head is one word, echoing off the sides of my skull. ''Petra. Petra. Petra...'' As I try to stand, I trip over something metal, and fall on my face. I look down at my feet, and find that what I tripped on was some kind of staff.

As I'm trying to figure out where I am, I also test my motor skills. There's a sharp pain in my abdomen; I am slowly starving. I pick up the staff I fell over. It has a strange shape, with a bright flame coming out of its top.



When I have finally climbed out of the crater, it's nighttime. I hear a screech behind me, something heading straight to where I'm standing. I see light off in the distance, what could possibly be a settlement of some sort, and run as fast as my weak legs will go. My heart starts racing, and I fear I might not make it to  Whatever is chasing me is clearly faster, more prepared, and quieter than me. I'm still weak with hunger. I see it just as it jumps over my head, and rams me with its tough black hide. I'm knocked on my feet, and I finally see my enemy. I realize with horror that it's a shadow. A living shadow! Its eyes glow dark red with hatred, and I prepare to meet my fate. Just as it starts to close in on me, it vanishes. I see a bright light, and someone rushing to help me to my feet. I don't even see them clearly before I've passed out from the lack of food.