Elsewhere deep underground in a place only two other souls have gone to, is a teenage girl named Lyaa. Lyaa was about seventeen years of age and had electric blue eyes and dirty blonde hair. Currently Lyaa had no idea where she was.
She had been taking a stroll inside a park. All she wanted to do was forget about life for a bit. Then she fell into a deep pit and now she was here. A strange room with a strange marble white door.
There had been a struggle definitely, there was a large reddish brown stain on the floor and much of the furniture had been broken. There was no body so Lyaa assumed that whoever fought here either both made it out or their bodies were taken away.... anyway, Lyaa after going up several flights of stairs was here.
A large white door, beautifully engraved with figures of angels and birds, it seemed to glow with a warmth that reminded Lyaa that of a mother's love.
Lyaa moved closer to the door, not quite in a trance but not quite fully aware either.
Lyaa knew somehow that this door was important. She knew that once she stepped through this door something big would happen.
She placed her hands on the smooth white handles and slowly opened the door, the door moving easily and quietly like a breeze. She looked inside and couldn't quite make out what was on the other side of the door. It's was incredible bright, as if a sun was in the room. She squinted her eyes and slowly moved inside.
She closed the door, and to anyone who was in the now doorless room she was just in, they would've seen the door she entered magically disappear.
The three have been chosen. The three great forces to determine the fate of the world. These three while similar were also incredibly different. They are all equal. Yet they will clash against each other time and time again, with thousands if not millions of souls being caught in the crossfire.
The Gate of The Divine, The Gate of the Primal, The Gate of The Demonic. These three doors each oversee a natural balance that if not kept in check would bring chaos to all worlds of existence. The three chosen will slowly each grow in power, to the point of being more powerful than a thousand gods combined and possibly even more so.....