In the multitude of worlds that littered the universe, one could also find 'Dead Worlds'. These worlds were exactly as their name suggested – dead. They were uninhabited worlds with such cruel living conditions that not even the scrappiest of creatures could thrive. But they weren't always that way.
Dead Worlds were worlds that served the stage for battles amongst the gods. These were worlds that were once thriving and brimming with life, but had been destroyed after constantly hosting the wars of powerful gods and Origin Artefacts. These were worlds that failed to survive during the Chaotic Era. One of these worlds was Alr. Alr was more desolate than any other world in the universe. There wasn't a patch of grass or a well of water in the entire planet. It was the true definition of the word barren.
But at this moment, there was someone on this barren land. The mysterious figure wore a cloak so large that it dragged on the floor as he walked. Just like there was no water, there was no wind on Alr. Its elemental energy had long been destroyed by the war. Only destructive elements like fire were present. But even with the absence of wind, the strange man's cloak fluttered grandly. He held a wooden staff which didn't look spectacular in any way and slowly walked forward. The unornamented staff produced cracks whenever it hit the ground, evidence that it wasn't a simple tool and was likely more impressive than it looked.
The man suddenly stopped his march. He had been walking without pause for close to an hour, so his abrupt stop was strange. After all, there was nothing in sight for several hundreds of miles so it was indeed suspicious.
*croak* *croak*
Two ravens descended from the sky at breathtaking speed. Their speed of descent caused explosions in the atmosphere of Alr, and their strong wings produced their own wind in this planet that lacked wind. The two ravens descended on the man's shoulders, each occupying a shoulder. One of the ravens croaked loudly.
"Yes Muninn. It is here." A raspy voice was produced when the man opened his mouth to speak. He sounded like one who hadn't spoken in days, and it wasn't strange. After all, he was the only one here. Yet even his raspy and strained voice had within it, grace that couldn't be hidden. He gave off the aura of a king, one who was above multitudes of people. The raven that croaked before, croaked even louder after hearing the man's reply. The man, who clearly understood what it was implying, was quick to provide an answer to its 'enquiry'
"Yes, you don't have to search anymore"
The raven that had been silent till now finally chimed in with a few croaks of its own.
"I know Huginn. It has been a rough couple of months" the man sighed. He had been searching for something for months now, and he had finally found it. For days his ravens would leave him, and return only after a week to let him know if they had discovered anything. They found this spot today and called out to him. So he came. They had been disappointed a few times. Whenever they thought they had finally found the right spot, it would turn out to be nothing but a congregation of distorted energies; and that wasn't what they were looking for. But this time, the man could feel it. This was the place. This kind of energy wasn't distorted or impure. It was as bright as a morning star and just as majestic.
*Croak*
"Hehe. Alright then, I wouldn't waste any more time" the man laughed and lifted his staff.
The unassuming wooden staff was quickly surrounded by a golden energy. It was so bright that like the sun, one couldn't look at it directly. It caught fire and was quickly striped of its lackluster appearance. When the flames finally died down, the true appearance of the staff was revealed. First of all, it wasn't really a staff. The wooden staff was actually a spear. It had a golden appearance and produced a powerful glow. The man readjusted his stance and flung the spear powerfully. The flung spear was covered in flames. Then something strange happened. The empty space in front of the man shattered like fragile glass when it met the spear. It wasn't an empty space, but a well-made barrier!
*croak*
Muninn croaked in dissatisfaction as the man recalled the spear. "What else could I do, winged one? It would take a while to decipher the lease that was used. So I opted for brute force" the man tried to placate the raven which was annoyed by his violent approach.
The grandiose spear returned to the man's hand and transformed into its uninteresting wooden appearance. The man looked at his handiwork. The space before him was 'fractured'. There was a large crack a few hundred meters away from him and a faint blue light kept leaking out of the crack.
"That is definitely it" the man said with certainty as he bathed in the blue light that was seeping out of the strange space. The pure energy he felt initially was magnified several times over, and was far more pronounced than it was initially. So he knew immediately that he was indeed right. The pure energy source he was looking for was hidden here.
"This energy!" the man suddenly exclaimed when he was very close to the crack. The wooden staff, which was the golden spear in disguise, lit up with a faint golden glow. The man looked at the staff and smiled
"Go, he needs you"
The golden light on the staff increased in intensity and ascended into the atmosphere; and out of Alr. The huge golden pillar was magnificent and grand. It was so pure that it lit up the dull sky of Alr. It was a pity that there was no one else here to see this gorgeous sigh; and those who were, didn't look so impressed by the golden pillar. Huginn croaked, annoyed at the display. Muninn just ignored it and looked into the crack to see what was beyond it. The golden pillar stood still in the sky for a couple of minutes, before it finally retreated into the staff.
"When his soul weapon is complete, he would no longer need us" the man said to the staff. His words were met with the excited croaks of his ravens.
"He has awakened" the man under the hood raised his head and said. He always kept his head bowed, but now that his head was raised, the glow of his eye couldn't be hidden. Only one eye glowed under the dark hood. It glowed golden, just like the spear. The man lifted his head and looked into the sky. He stared at it wordlessly for half a minute, almost like he was seeing something beyond this realm. Finally, he withdrew his oppressing gaze and looked at the crack once again.
"Now that he has awakened things would be much more interesting. Let the universe itself bear witness. Let's go" the man ordered and proceeded to walk into the crack.
*croak* *croak*
His ravens croaked in reply and flew in after him.