PROLOGUE

BIRTH OF A NEW WORLD

Somewhere in the void of creation; the vast parts where nothing could be seen but the endless heavy darkness; the several dozens of dim lights representing worlds (universes) could be seen several millions of light years away.

Amidst this heavy darkness stood a white and golden colored silhoutte individuals, their appearance were very much that of a male's physique, hovering in the vacuum of space. The golden one lamenting and pleading in a childish manner:

“You have been around longer than I have and surely you must know how it is to feel unfulfilled and discontent. Please help me like the god you are."

The white silhouette listened but gave no reply.

Still attempting to see his desires fulfilled, Yora persisted: “Erhh… even if you can’t help as a friend, do it as a watcher, or as a brother like the mortals would say.”

And the other, denying the young individuals request; though thoughtful and understanding and usually cooperative, he was hesitant this time. But he saw no other end to this conversation than to rather give in, because if he didn’t, this worrisome god will follow him to the ends of creation relentlessly and effortlessly.

He couldnt helpt but sigh: "Why do I have to do this? And weren't there other gods that could have done this for you".

*There were, there were. I could have asked one of the Recreators to do it for me but I didn't because you're the best. I also did it out of respect for you elder god. So please.. Do this for me."

"I do not care what you do with your Recreator, but if thou have decided to be so stubborn about it then I do not have much of a choice, I shall fulfill your desires. But fair warning young god, thou ought to be careful of what he wishes for, even if thou art a god, for consequences pay no heed to status.”

Overjoyed in hearing his wishes approved, he breaks out in the excitement

“Thank you Elder god, I knew you wouldn’t let me down.”

Turning to his right side and glancing through the lights of worlds far out in the void, he couldn't help but think how problematic this would end up:

“Another troublesome one is about to be born.” he said letting out a faint sigh as a light appeared out of nowhere and started to expand gradually and slowly, taking a spiral shape.

A new universe had been born, a universe, a world full of beings capable of reaching the ends of the world in the blink of an eye; a world full of speedsters.

“There you have it. The deed is done, but thou hopes and expects you can handle the consequences, oh reckless little brother of mine.”

Without delay, Yora hurriedly bowed on one knee in the void of space as the swift god he is. The reckless little brother in question let out a tone, one he rarely lets out, clear and firm, filled with confidence, bent on seeing his world through to the end no matter what:

“I, Yora; as the god of speed bow to you the god of imagination and reality and to the gods seeing and hearing this; the god of gods Adromeda, the elder god-guardian, the gods of old and all gods in creation vow to be held solely responsible for the happenings in this new world of mine.”

Hearing his conviction and determination the god of imagination was pleased;

“Very well little god, be gone to your new world and enjoy, find what you so wish to discover.”

And with a smirk, the little god sped off into this new world exploring the countless planets, stars, solar systems and galaxies.

Observing this new world; planet by planet, solar system by solar system and galaxy by galaxy he became knowledgeable of every single existence in this new found universe and was revered as the overlord of every celestial body he visited.

The yellow silhouette stared on as Yora sped of and he could very see what was going to happen. Every bit of it, so much that he spoke without realizing:

"I'm afraid your journey will be quite a challenging one." The yellow silhouette vanished from the void of space.

A WORLD FOR THE SPEEDSTER GOD