6.

Suddenly, I realized something… Or at least I think I did.

Ever since I've started this story I had no idea where I was going with it… Not that I cared about it… I just let my hand to write and my mind to wander… I pretended to ignore all the inevitable fundamental themes that crossed my path…

The subtle difference between reality and dream… Which it seems to always be relative.

The gruesome possibility of our own non-existence… Which can be easily defied by the fact that we can actually think (or believe to think) about such thing… Which makes us living beings. "Cognito ergo Sum". I think, therefore I am.

The all re-evaluation of the Creationist theories through the analysis of an imperfect God…

And then… Chaos itself. What makes our own world a whole and what makes us whole… With our emotions… Our inner chaos.

All of these themes did manage to bring me to one possible truth about existence itself, which, to my utter dismay, happened to be extremely philosophical and baffling…

Now, before I eventually go and expose this theory… Which I still haven't decided whether to believe it or not… I want you to know that this is, by absolutely no means, the Great Answer, but only just one of the possible / impossible ones that could very well come around along with all the others various religions and philosophies already known by Man… Therefore one should be free to choose whether or not considering such theory as truthful.

After all the paradoxes I've tried so desperately to ignore, most of them referred to the effective existence of this world and its inhabitants as real beings and not illusions or dreams, I think I've finally found the perfect solution to finally get rid of all those doubts… At least, for the sake of this story.

My theory is that, Maginary World did come out from someone else's dreams and thoughts… Just like any other dimensions did!

All the chaos energy spread all over the universe is, in reality, pure concentrated thoughts… Ready to be modeled into something solid and lively thanks to proper devices… God gems perhaps, which happened to be the very heart and soul of the world they would create out of those thoughts… In other words, each and every dimensions was a living being by its own who has been created by someone else's mind and that had other whole beings living inside of it… Those living beings would dream and think on their own, they would have a mind… A soul and, therefore, the ability to feel… And their own inner chaos would somehow spread and recreated itself as another dimension… Somehow, someway.

Perhaps, it sounds confusing but it's very simple, instead… Our thoughts and emotions creates new worlds, just like a God would do and, in essence, we all are just like that… As long as we would have an imagination and the very precious ability to feel our feelings.

God gems like the Master Emerald or the Precioustone could very well be the devices (or the pulsing hearts and brains, if you will) that basically keep a dimension alive, since just like any living being, it needed a heart in order to be alive… And a brain, in order to appreciate such gift… A heart and a brain, in order to keep his inner chaos balanced… To think, to feel, to be whole.

Just like any living thinking being… Just like us.

So… In the end, what has been Void's role in the evolutionary process that leaded his land into what it is today? Simple… He just accelerated the process by playing God, so what it would normally have taken thousands or even millions of years for a normal world to evolve into a today's society… It only took 15 years, thanks to the Seedrian's mind and his influence over the Precioustone…

As a result of his actions, most of the current inhabitants looked almost like other people from other dimensions… Maybe that's the reason of why existed dimensional counterparts… Because of a one individual's specific memories… Then again, that topic it's not really important and I shall gladly dismissed it.

So… If this was the Truth…

If we are made of dreams, live inside dreams and have dreams of our own that would create other dreams as well… And dreams are the very essence of Chaos itself and its endless possibilities…

Then… Who's been the very first one to EVER dream and therefore, the original Creator of everything? There actually were a Creator or not? Are we just fictional characters from a fictional multi-verse that some derailed Author created?

And so… With these brand new doubts… Which happened to be the same as the old ones… All this rather would be rational reasoning inevitably goes wasted.

And once again, I, simple human being, have failed to understand things… And once again, I feel just fine with that… Because I know that I don't know and I will go on with my life along side this knowledge… And I will always question my believes, or would be believes, just for reminding myself…

That I can think on my own… Or at least I chose to believe I can.

In other words… Who cares?

So… You've just realized something you already knew… Not to know. Congratulations…

Fang… Why am I not surprised to see you now?

Maybe because I'm part of you… Or maybe it's the other way around… Or maybe we are both deluding ourselves somehow…

Will you come to the point?

Didn't you have a story to write? Because it seems to me that all you've done so far was blabbering over hopeless philosophical / pseudo-theological concepts…

I couldn't help myself, I'm sorry… I wanted to find a reason… If not for existence itself (which is impossible), at least for justify this story's life.

I'll answer this sentence in the same way you used to answer your own questions… Who cares? Who cares about a reason? I'm willing to believe (and therefore I could be wrong) that your readers are more interested in exploiting the character's personal tragedies instead of the rationality of the story itself… So, here's my question… Will you just finish this story… For its own good?

… Why do you always have to be the Master of Life kind of guy?

Perhaps I am… Perhaps I'm not… Guess what? I still have to decide it.

Whatever… Here's the last chapter, enjoy.


"Are you sure of that?"

Void nodded.

"Very well… It's your decision and, quite frankly, it's what you deserve for the magnificent job you've done as my guardian… I thank you for that."

"I thank you… For Lumina, Precioustone." Void countered.

The God gem glowed in seemingly pleasure.

"I didn't do anything, Void… I just gave her a physical form… Your soul mate, on the other hand…"

Void just frowned… That was still a painful argument for him.

As if on cue, a very familiar pain started its pulsing dance on void's chest… If it wasn't for the reassuring and powerful presence of the giant purple stone, he wouldn't even be able to breath…

The Precioustone have done so much for him… It has been a counselor… And a friend… Most of all, it was thanks to its spontaneous doing that his own daughter was alive… A thing he will always be grateful for…

Still… There this knowledge… This gruesome revelation about the connection between his sleeping princess and Lumina… Something he already knew even before the stone itself told him about it… Over a decade ago.

Something so disfiguring that he had forced himself not to believe in it… For his own sake… And for the sake of his child.

Along with the aching pain in his torso… Another emotion made its physical way in the Seedrian's body language…

Fear.

He feared that one day, his daughter would eventually find out the truth about her mother… And herself…

And he knew that such horrifying knowledge would very well destroy her… Kill her from the inside… And worst of all, she would lose her light and become just like him… A lifeless void… Consumed by grief and sorrow.

He won't allow that to happen… He would carry such sufferance all by himself and all because he loved his daughter… Because, in the end, she's been the only thing that kept his soul intact… That kept him alive… That kept his internal abyss…

Illuminated.

"It's all for her wellbeing… She'll be sad about leaving this place… And her mother… But on the brighter side, she'll get to meet her grandparents!" Void added, finally showing a hint of happiness… Almost eagerness.

This was a moment he's been dreaming for so long… His homecoming…

The idea of finally re-embracing his two-tailed father and the mother he never truly knew, the idea of finally living all together as a real family, was another thing that definitely raised Void's desire to be alive…

Away from this dimension…

Away from his former fiery queen…

Away from the truth…

Determination was showed on the Seedrian's black eyes…

He would die instead of letting his daughter know that she wasn't just born from her mother's dreams…

He would die instead of letting her know that she was… The reincarnated soul of his mother…

He would die instead of letting her know… That her mother did not just lack energy… That she was not just asleep in her frozen coffin…

That Blaze the Cat, Void's only love… Was dead.

Dead.

After all this time, he finally managed to admit it… She was dead and there was no comeback… Unless of course, her soul wouldn't have returned into her body…

But now that very soul was his oblivious daughter's own… Suddenly, he felt immensely guilty towards her…

For lying at her… Telling her that mommy was just sleeping… In a way, she was.

And for even, remotely, considering that horrible option… One of the many things he will never forgive himself for.

Why did he have to know all of this in the first place? Why couldn't he remain oblivious about such knowledge… Why did he have to ask the Precioustone about Lumina's true origins those many years ago…

Why did he have to have all those damn doubts!?

"Void…" The stone's voice suddenly interrupted her soon to be former guardian's derailing train of thoughts.

The teenage looking plant boy slowly turned his head over his guest… His facial features were unreadable.

"… You have someone to care about, therefore leave out all the rest and go on with your life… Do it for yourself and for the whom you love." It said.

Void put on a weak smile.

"I will… Thank you Precioustone."

"Please, call me with my real name… The name I chose for myself." It replied.

Void's smile went broader.

"Thank you… Illumina… Goodbye." He added and then… He just left.

As a farewell gift, Void knew that Illumina would open a space-temporal portal that would allow both Void and Lumina to arrive to their destination without sustaining fatal damages…

All he had to do now, was to retrieve his daughter and prepare the both of them for their imminent departure… When he told Lumina about his intentions, she first reacted with anger and denial… How could anyone possibly blame her for that? She would have to leave everything behind… Her friends, her home, her memories…

A pain that Void could understand very well… But it was necessary, none the less. She would overcome it, eventually.

Void arrived in Maginary World's Graveyard… The place where all dreams and feelings from other worlds used to rest… Or better, Void's personal interpretation of this concept through a metaphorical device…

It was usually at this hour on the third day of the month (I couldn't get more specific about it, sorry) that Lumina used to visit her mother's icy gravestone, which still happened to lie there, right in the centre of the gard…

"No…"

…en.

"No…"

The… The coffin… Was…

"NO!"

Melted.

There she was… Standing tall in front of him… Blank expression… His blazing princess… His fiery queen… Alive… With a dead corpse in her arms…

Lumina's.

It… Happened… At last.

"NNNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"


And suddenly, Void woke up… He has had that nightmare again!

"Daddy? Are you alright?" Asked a very concerned young lilac plant fairy like girl.

Void was sweating profusely but managed to answer anyway.

"Yes… Yes… I'm fine, I had that dream again… You know? The one in which I relive a distorted version of your birth and all the rest until you die in your mother's arms… My Chaos, what's wrong with me?" He said putting his head in his deformed hands.

Lumina's gaze was full of concern.

"What did Dr Prower said?"

"Ehe… Dr Prower…" He still couldn't quite think of him as a doctor, how could you blame him? "He said I was just stressed because of all the preparations for our departure." And in a way, it was true… Both Void and Lumina knew that once they would cross the portal Illumina would open for them, there was no come back… Forever.

The female Seedrian now looked genuinely sad. Her father just embraced her tightly and lovingly… That alone, managed to reassure her and she hugged him back.

Today (as far as time had a meaning, of course) was the big day… The day in which they would leave the not so imaginary world of Maginary World for the dimension Void and Blaze originally came from.

Right now the portal was already open.

There they stood… In front of it… Void's family.

All three of them.

The former ruler of this dimension fixed his gaze at the frightened yet, determined form of his daughter who quickly smiled back at him… And then, his gaze fixed itself towards the other one…

His blazing princess…

His fiery queen…

The love of his life…

The awaken, healthy form... Of Blaze the Cat.

She too smiled at him, a loving, heart melting smile… She too, just like Void hadn't aged a single day since her liberation from that coffin… 15 years ago… Right before they had Lumina… Which name has been voluntarily intended as an homage towards Blaze's savior.

It has been one of Illumina's gift, to revive the beautiful feline from her slumber with a brand new life force, apparently her powers were THAT great…

Together, as God and Goddess of this realm, both Void and Blaze guarded the Precioustone and created everything from pure raw thoughts thanks to it.

And now that this realm evolved in its own pace, they were needed no more, therefore, they could leave for good… They could leave their own children to look for themselves, to believe in whatever they wanted to believe, to live the way they wanted to live… And to, eventually, fight for that right.

"Are you ready?" Void asked to both the girls.

Mother and daughter nodded in unison.

"Well then… Let's get going."

And with that said, he grabbed the other two's respective hands and jumped into the portal, which immediately sealed itself the moment after.

It has been said…

After the rain… Comes the sun.

After the dark of the night… Comes the light of the day.

And in Void's case… The dark emptiness of his soul, although not being totally erased, because no one could possibly leave without it… Was now filled with other more pleasant and warmer emotions…

It was dark no more…

It was now…

Illuminated.


And so, this whole story has been nothing more than a dream, it seems… A REAL illusion… As far as the distinction between reality and hoax could still be pointed out.

I've got you there, didn't I? After all the paradoxes and existential doubts I've brought to your attention I managed to distract you from what would have possibly been a rather obvious finale, didn't I?

And you know what… The funny part in all of this story… Is the fact… That I dreamt it before having it written.

I dreamt about someone dreaming… And I dreamt about myself dreaming… This story, as well as any other I've ever written, comes out from my inner chaos…

And what I did? I tried to rationally describe it… To find a sense in it… To be my own therapist…

I'm glad I failed… There are things that we are not bound to know… Even our own selves.

And it's better that way… For our own sake… And for our own very special ability…

The ability to feel and to imagine… Because, as I believe, if we would know everything about anything…

What could we possibly do then? What would happen to the beautiful mystery that our dreams used to be?

In the end, Chaos is necessary in our life… Or at least, this is what I believe or choose to believe.

And with that said… I politely greet you, oh patient readers…

See you in Chaos… Which could very well be… Someone else's dream.

The End