Date: 5673rd Year Binary, 8th Month Binary 2nd Week Binary

Location: Hydar Planet

Era: Contemplation

A set of greenish mists, destine the environment, giving it an enigmatic sense, full of an essence that comforted all present.

A long and orderly procession, harmonious of Hydars walked with a light step, with their head bent a kind of black hooded cloak covered their faces as a sign of submission, all along a magnificent and mysterious bridge, decorated with various lepreuzon lamps that emitted a yellowish light illuminating with its darkness of the night

The statues on both sides of the bridge were praying with their heads bowed down covered with the same black mantle, while at the end of the bridge a large double triumphal arch, with golden semicircular arches, opened its way, as if by invitation, to all its faithful believers who sang a kind of ordered song, under and in chorus...

In the surroundings of the gigantic bridge, the great Gothic and fantastic palaces, with their beautifully elaborated gardens, rose among their pointed towers, with Gothic arches, pointed and sinuous.

All of them crying out to heaven for their true reason of existence, their baroque-looking vaulted domes pronounced their social status, before the great masses of faithful people from the surroundings, the flying buttresses held up the immense weight of all these bizarre creations, while at the end of all this spiritual creation, crossing beyond the feathered and golden triumphal arch...

An immense palace similar to a divine cathedral, emerald green, with a concentric circular shape, divided into different floors, one after the other like an impregnable fortress itself, all of them perfectly decorated, with their defensive battlements in the lowest areas and in the highest stained glass windows, towers, lanterns, flying buttresses, Gothic or semicircular arches, crowning with all of this a gigantic glass dome that reflected, in itself, the colors of the stars.

In one of the corners of this marvelous city, in the recesses of the divine cathedral, there was a Hydar Albino, a being of incalculable power, he observed or rather felt in some way all the minds that were traveling around the place, adoring him, and marveling before him, for millennia this had filled him with pride and profound satisfaction.

But too long ago his curiosity had turned into a kind of passive observation and everything was a mere tradition for him, but his faithful did it because they loved him, his heavy old eyelids looked at the infinite to a stormy place, full of purple cumulus, beings of authentic energy that fluttered in the sky, in a kind of freedom...

He blessed with immortality, of an exterminated dimension, even though his body, will not show aging, his own mind, was full of experiences, making him revive many of them, analyzing and immersing himself, in long dreams that filled the environment until they seemed real...

He contemplated all those precise moments of his history because even though he was achieving many of his great goals and facing all the challenges and sacrifices that his own existence had sent him...

Still something told him that he had sacrificed more than he should have done, plunging him into a spiral of chaos eating away at his inner self, but from which he had to get out, because the fate of his people, the Hydar, has always been in his hands.

He as a father loved them, they believed in him fervently, being the incarnation of his very deity and the cult of his person. The world religion. traditional for millennia, had guided them for countless years, hundreds of generations, recognizing them, but in the end, all those whom he loved, gave affection, taught, played or raised... died in their old age or in the thousands of conflicts that their species, has had to face...

Not even the centuries of scientific advances, in medicine or biology, had been able to avoid it....sinking in a deep depression, of which he had had to get used to long ago, for the good of his precious people and civilization, being the central piece, of his development and his...fall, will be the end of all that he has built and imposed during millennia...

Not even the ancient cultures, technological developments, wars, plagues, disasters, everything had to be faced, losing so many faithful in these or seeing them die of old age, even their own offspring, did not escape this misfortune...

Drowning him even more in sadness, where he had to hide all his past in the depths of his heart, with the hope of being able to continue being faithful to his ideals as God over this world and to continue guiding his will, over all those dangers that the cosmos enclosed... and threw at them...

Once again the Hydar Albino tried to let us think about it, tired on his immense throne, he fell asleep, his most faithful followers left the room with a pronounced reverence, present with their fears and full of fears, he returned to the warmth and simplicity of his past... when everything was truly easy and the Eolythians took care of him as a family...

-The End?-