[In those days the spiritual and physical world were closely alined]

In a world filled with light and darkness, the world has always wondered who will win in this glorious battle, Good or Evil?

Why should good exist in this world, why should there be evil? Who decided the rules, who made everything the way it is? Why should we suffer? Why should we smile? Why should we feel emotion?

Why?

Why?

Why?

The whole area is filled with a glorious light of white and in the centre of this glorious white a bush burning with fire says

"I AM"

The Galaxy Dreams of the King were the King will Restore all things

"The heavens declare the glory of God and the firmament showeth his handiwork. Day unto day, utter speech, and night unto night showeth forth knowledge."

After this very weird dream, the boy, finally waking up from a delicate slumber, had stark white strands of hair. His skin was a beautiful brown and was basking in the translucent moonlight that rested upon him. His eyes were beautiful emerald green, almost as vast as the plain fields ahead of him. Looking around he's unaware of the place he's in.

"Where am I and why do I always keep having that weird dream?" he questions.

While getting up, he notices his knee is sore. Staying in a bit of pain and letting out a:

"Ow!" sound, he comes to realise that he's been injured. Unknown of where the pain had come from, he tries to ignore it and gets up. Finally coming to his senses, he visualizes the location he's in. The area is surrounded by a mass amount of trees. Birch and oak wood surround him although a fortress. Trying to escape, he jogs around exploring the location. Calling out to the distance, which of course was futile and pointless, he finally arrives at the road. He doesn't know where the road

currently leads to, but he follows it regardless. Following the road, he reaches a beach and looks around the area. Of course, looking at the view of the ocean made him surprised as it was stunningly beautiful. Sparkles of light reflecting over the never-ending ocean and the moon once again shining down on it to just amplify its beauty. Once again, he's in awe. Walking to the end of the shore, he comes to notice a lighthouse and is surprised as he's never seen a contraption such as that in his life. He thought that maybe it was a magical mechanism and maybe he'd been in slumber for too long, resulting in him being in the future. Which of course, is a stupid idea as he'd have aged. After looking at it for a couple of seconds, he turns his attention away and begins to walk further along.

He's unaware of his destination, neither does he know where he's going to end up. But of course, his instinct insists he move along further.

Along in the distance, an old man with dishevelled features such as wrinkled and cracked skin, along with wrinkled fingers to show his age. Despite this, he looked quite toned for a person who was fading away in years. He was neither skinny nor fat but seemed to be just the right amount of weight. His eyes were a colourful beige brown which appeared so at first but would alternate colour based on the moonlight. Noticing the presence of the wandering boy, he utters:

"He's finally here."

The boy, approaching the end of the shore, comes to notice a light flickering behind him from the lighthouse. Looking back, a strange figure in the distance seems to come into his field of view. Waiting steadily, while trembling, the boy looks around for an object to defend himself with. Can't blame him. He's woken up in a forest without any sort of protection. He is neither geographical nor intuitive enough to scout the fields, plains and trees. To prove this, he just followed a road that seemed to go straight. Also, he is no astrologer. So he can't discern north, south, east or even west through the use of the stars. He is simply, lost. Waiting desperately while holding a stick, the figure, which was merely a foggy cloud before, now had shape and came into being: it was a man. The old man from before had noticed the boy's presence, but the boy himself was unaware that he was being tracked. The man calling out to the boy:

"Hello boy! Don't be afraid to come closer!" projecting his voice to the shore so the boy can hear him.

"Wh- who are you?" the boy responds.

"Just a traveller around the area..." he says while looking ahead.

The boy doesn't seem to respond. So to ease this heavy tension, the man begins a new conversation by stating:

"Are you lost? If so, I can show you around this place! I know my way around here!" once again, projecting his voice.

The boy isn't sure whether he should accept such a spontaneous invitation. On the other hand, he could either be food to the wild and starve, or he could follow this man and ask questions. Yet, he still feels a bit uneasy. Almost as though if he follows this man, something will change. Indefinitely.

Meanwhile, the old man rows his boat closer to the shore. After reaching its bank, he calls out to the boy and says:

"I can see you're not from this area. Come into the boat, and let me show you something amazing," he says finishing off with a genuine smile.

[I mean, looking at the man, he doesn't seem normal. There is something about him I can't put my finger on… But, what have I got to lose?]

Of course, he had nothing to lose. So, after an endless amount of thinking, he finally concedes and agrees to get inside the boat. Accepting his invitation, he responds:

"Hm… ok, I guess..."

Getting into the boat, it weighs down a bit more towards the left because two people are on it rather than one previously. The boy was afraid because he thought that this boat, as small and primitive as it is, would capsize. Along with the man on board, would drown. The man, noticing his discomfort smiles at him and in a reassuring manner he says.:

"We're not going overboard. Neither are we going to capsize." the man says while smiling.

"Ho- how did you know I was thinking about that?"

"I could tell based on your reactions. I'm old, you know, and I'm also observant."

"By the way, I never got your name. What was it again?" the man asks.

The boy's head hurts for a short while. He tries to recollect his most simplistic memory, even a name to be exact. Coming to him finally, he responds:

"It's Lebanon."

"Well Lebanon, aren't you cold in that outfit?"

The old man, looking up, sees that the boy is merely wearing a rose-red coloured t-shirt and some turquoise green pants. It's night time too, so it'd be obvious that the boy would be cold and shivering.

"I-I mean, I'm fine with what I have now… Although, it is a bit cold."

"I see, well take this blanket here, and wrap it around yourself," he says, throwing the blanket towards Lebanon.

"Thanks, gramps," Lebanon says while smiling faintly.

Lebanon and the man both look at the sky. They come to notice the splendour of the dark blue spread over the world. The little balls of light also compliment the night sky. But in particular, they notice 11 dazzling rays of light which seem to descend elegantly on the earth below. Almost as they were trying to display a message. Then turning behind them still looking towards the sky, they see an aurora spreading widely over the sky.

The man smiling, asks the boy:

"How many stars do you think you can see in the sky?"

"I can see 11 stars, but there seems to be a half-star?" he responds while coughing.

The man looks back at the boy and in smiling says:

"Very good little boy, very good."

UNKNOWN TO THE REALITY OF TIME

LEBANON MUST COME TO UNDERSTAND

THE

PAST

PRESENCE

FUTURE

After the mysterious man questions Lebanon, he focuses his attention on the sky. Looking around to the ends of the sky, he is astonished at how beautiful the area he is currently in. Meanwhile, Lebanon is in awe and fully engaged with the environment he's in looks every day and moves widely across the boat, the man continues to row the boat through an open stream that was in the middle of the forest. Going up the stream, which now appeared to be a river, they finally were met at the destination the man had planned for them. A lake which illuminated a lapis blue and olive green. Lebanon could see petals that were floating across the lake with grace and elegance.

The man then says:

"This lake is called the lake of truth."

"Forgotten or hidden truths, even to the significance of life, to the origins of the universe, existences, everything's values, meanings and functions… All kinds of truths past presence and future can be presented by one special lake. But this is only a fraction of the true beauty of this garden." he says, while continually rowing.

"Wai- wait so this is a garden? It's a bit big for a garden!" Lebanon says, confused.

"But if this is a garden, why are there so many trees?" Lebanon, questioning the man.

It made sense. Lebanon was troubled because if he'd woken up in a garden, how did he get there? More importantly, who's the gardener who is supposed to maintain the garden?

"Hmmm, ask the gardener. He knows the beginning and the end of it all."

"So, where can I find this gardener?" Lebanon questions, eager to know.

"He's far away, but closer than you think." the old man replies.

"Well, I may be knowledgeable, but not even I know where everything is. So, let us explore more around this area shall we?"

Continuing to explore the area, the trees were simply majestic. They radiated perfection as even the leaves were a green they had never seen before. They were also enormously tall and unworldly. As well as the flakes of grass which were basking in the moonlight while moving left and right; being in sync with the wind. None could tell where this soft wind came from, but they knew of its purpose. It was to calm the trees and to ease the land there. The flowers also released a delicate yet wonderful aroma. This place was not like any place on earth.

Lebanon, overcome by emotions could not take his eyes off everything and anything he could see within his field of view. He was utterly astonished.

"Lebanon. Look here. This is the thing I wanted to show you." He says in a serious tone.

"Huh?" He responds.

Now, Lebanon was absorbed in the beauty of nature. But on the other hand, the man called at words that could not be identified. He was speaking in a tongue that none could hear nor understand. Calling out, a book then comes from behind the man and gives off an intensive light. The light was so bright, it was almost blinding Lebanon.

[What's going on there? That man didn't have anything on him when I came into the boat, so why is there a blinding light and book flying around him?]

Lebanon thinking, he's utterly astonished and he can't express himself as his own words wouldn't come out, therefore, he sat there amazed. He then proceeds to show Lebanon what he wanted, while there seems to be a supernatural event happening before Lebanon's eyes, he hears his name being called from a being which he can neither see nor hear.

"Lebanon."

[Did something just say my name?]

Then the book that was flying and gliding around the man begins to speak out:

"Psalm 19. To The chief musician, a psalm of David. The heavens declare the glory of God and the firmament showeth his handiwork. Day unto day uttereth speech, and night unto night showeth knowledge."

As the book continues to speak, the stars in the sky seem to make some sort of movement. They begin coming closer to each other and the moon's radiance only grows further. 6 stars appear to go to the left of the boat, while the remaining 5 stars go to the right. From Lebanon's perspective, it seems as though the stars were moving closer towards him.

The book then abruptly finishes and Lebanon goes to sleep instantly. Almost as though he's cut off and gone to sleep.

After Lebanon is once again sleeping, the man then has a conversation with one of the stars in the sky. It levitates down towards him and they begin to converse:

"How long do we have to wait until he's ready?"

"Soon" the old man replies.

"Lebanon, discover the truth of the world. Keep this necklace, it will guide you forever till the end." He says as he wraps a necklace around his neck.

The necklace appeared to be a key with an attached wing on the end.

"Make friends, a lot of them. Have fun in this life, and first and foremost seek the I am. For, in the end, he'll be the one to guide you. Forevermore."

Finishing off, the old man, as well as the whole garden is warped and Lebanon is then seen on a beach. Once again, sleeping.

[Argh…. My head]

Lebanon had only woken up and started to become sober. He was drunk from all the experiences yesterday, causing him to fall into a deep sleep. As a result, he woke up with a gruelling and painful headache. Looking around, he notices he's lying by the side of a rock in the middle of the beach. Looking back, it was a wall that extended to the end of the beach, causing the unusual terrain that would include: reeves, caves and hills.

[Where am I? This feels similar to the first time...] (thinking back to when we woke up off the side of a tree.)

In this distant background, he could hear shouts and disputes among people. He couldn't identify the people as he didn't see their faces, but he had only heard their voices extend to the end of the beach:

"Europhian! How many times have I told you we almost DIED back there because of YOU!" - In a deep tone.

"Hey relax~ I was only trying to amaze it with my cool moves!" he replies, wiggling his arms like an octopus.

"Can you guys shut up for once!?" she shouts, hoping they'd stop arguing.

"Whatever, let's go. We're done here."

Both Europhian and Lydia: "Ay, Ay captain!"

Walking ahead, they notice a boy laying beside a rocky wall. Approaching, they were surprised. Before the leader could say anything, he found his ally in the face of a person they knew nothing about.

[It's loud and warm… what's going on?]

Opening his eyes, he's met with an oppressing face right towards his own. He has so many questions, but he can't seem to speak like before. Hearing shouts from the back, he notices that there isn't only this weirdo in his face, there two more people alongside him. Opening his eyes fully, the boy in his face says:

"Hey, kid, who are you? Are you an angel? Are you human? What's your name, how old are you?"

So many questions had been pressured on Lebanon. Ironically, he was the one to have the most questions as he knew absolutely nothing, other than his name. Trying to speak, he hears a deafening scream from the back saying:

"Europhian! GET BACK HERE, NOW!"

"Relax dude~ I'm coming back now!"

The boy backing up gives a chance for Lebanon to observe these people's features. Firstly, he recognizes the boy who had been facing to face with him mere moments ago. Although looking at him, the boy had peach coloured skin, along with plum red cheeks. Also, he had spiky hair which was a chestnut brown, along with rose-red eyes. The correlation between his hair and eyes wasn't strong nor did it link as they were two separate colours. Wearing a purple t-shirt along with dark grey pants.

Secondly, he saw a taller figure which had tiger orange hair, as well as a threatening gaze. Also, he noticed that this person had a scar on the left side of his cheek. It seemed to be from a blade or even from a painful scratch. Also, he had emerald green eyes, along with his attire which consisted of a green overcoat, along with a white t-shirt underneath. It'd be obvious if his favourite colour was green as he was dyed in it.

And finally a girl. She was an utterly stunning character as she possessed Celeste blue hair, with the only one to have azure blue eyes which matched her look. She also had peach red cheeks but was a tiny bit darker than Europhian. She wore a long skirt, as well as a beige brown belt, following along with a white dress underneath.

Of course, looking at these figures only took him a second. As soon as he finished looking, he was immediately in a state of shock as Zachin violently grabbed Lebanon's t-shirt causing him to be lifted towards his face.

[What's going on!? Why is he grabbing me so violently? Is he planning to-]

"Who are you kid?" Zachzin questioned Lebanon.

{To be honest, we don't know where this kid came from, he's just laying off the side of a rocky wall. He may very well be stranded, but if he was, why is he alone? I can't trust him.. I'll interrogate him a bit more.}

"I-I just.." Lebanon stutters.

"I ASKED A QUESTION SO I EXPECT AN ANSWER!" Zachzin yells while raising his voice.

Then a strange phenomenon occurs making his heartbeat violently, it appears that it felt like lighting grabbing his heart causing him to feel weird.

[Wa-wait, I don't feel afraid anymore? Wait… maybe with this I can...]

Lebanon looks up giving Zachin a fearsome yet threatening gaze. Instantly, Zachin releases his grasp from Lebanon's t-shirt, resulting in him backing away a bit. On the other hand, Lebanon's attention is drawn towards the necklace on him as it gives a dazzling glow.

[A necklace….? The old man!]

Meanwhile, in the background:

"Hey, Zachzin! What was the point of doing that to him?!" Lydia yells loudly

"ARG! Whatever! I did what I had to! Stop yapping alright?" he responds.

Lydia then walks over to Lebanon and then while giving him a reassuring smile saying:

"Hey! Are you okay? You didn't hit your head too bad did you?" she says, still smiling.

[My head? Oh wait, I remember, that guy let go of me so suddenly so I fell to the floor quickly….]

"Yeah I'm okay," he responds while shaking the dirt off his clothes. Getting up, he's met with a beautiful face greeting herself saying:

"Oh that's good.. By the way, my name is Lydia. Nice to meet you!"

"Yikes, Lydia! It sounds like a karate move! Just break it into pieces: Lid-e-ya! Hahaha!" he says while mocking her.

"Shut up Euphorian before I pull your brains out," she says bluntly.

"By the way Zachzin… this is pure speculation but-"

"Just spit it out."

"Well… did you attack that boy because you were jealous?" she says nervously.

"Me- jealous of? What could I be jealous of?!"

During this moment, Zachzin is tearing off his clothes and tensing his muscles to show his manliness. Of course, this is a failed attempt as secretly everyone is disgusted. Including Lebanon.

[Uh… what's going on here?]

"Anyways, let's get moving now!" he yells because he's already further away from everyone.

"Lydia, you want to know why he's so far away?" Euphorian asks.

"No. Not really," she says bluntly.

Euphorian while tensing his muscles says:

"He ran away because of these guns"

"What guns do you have?!" she shouts back.

"Oh Lord God.."

[Lord God..?]

"I really cannot, ZACHZIN'S FACE IS SO DAMN FUNNY! DON'T WORRY ZACHZIN! EVERYTHING! APART FROM YOUR FACE IS COOL!!" saying while laughing stupidly.

"Which face could you be talking about?" he retorts.

{I almost would have caused a leak… damn this guy Zachzin is so scary!}

"Hey, Zachzin…? Why are you suddenly coming closer?!"

"I don't know what you're talking about.."

"ARG Zachzin! Stop, I'm sorry! We can talk about this- ow THAT HURTS!!"

"Look at my face! SEE how much I care!" he says while beating him up violently.

Lebanon sits there nodding his head as he can't agree with what's going on.

[Firstly, I wake up in the middle of nowhere, then meet with an old man. Then I'm finally brought before these two people fighting? I don't even know what's going on anymore..]

"Hey. You said your name was Lydia right?" Lebanon asks.

"Yeah, it is," she responds

"Are those two always like that?"

"Yeah… most of the time," she says while pulling a disgusted face because Zachzin and Europhian are once again fighting.

Europhian and Zachzin finally stopped fighting. Since then, Lydia decided to bring Lebanon along as he's unaware of anything. He decides to follow along as he's got no other choice. Agreeing to this, he walks along with them.

"Alright people. Rise n' shine, because we are almost at the city." Zachzin informs them.

"Can't we be faster?" Europhian says, sulking.

"We're at the forest of Dorah. It'll take us a while before we get to the city."

"What's the forest of Dorah?" Lebanon asks.

"Well, well. It'll take a long time to explain so you should see it with your own two eyes. We're here though. Let's enjoy the view while we can."