separated himself from Chaos he desired
to commune with beings like himself. He wished to share the bounty of his
power. Thus he set forth and created the universe and all the worlds contained
within it. Every rock, tree and speck of sand is the product of Avra’s love and
imagination. He poured forth his blessings and created a realm of fantastic
magnitude. Each of us is a small part of Avra’s limitless force. You are part
of Avra and He is part of you.”
Kael paused and tried to reconcile such a weighty
concept.
“It’s a bit much when you first discover it,”
smiled Ader, “but as the idea lingers, it settles a man’s soul. To know that
you’re part of the all powerful Creator and he is a part of you, fills you with
an unparalleled confidence.”
“But Avra doesn’t decide to create people,” said
Kael. “People do. A man and a woman.”
“True,” replied Ader, “but remember, all men and
women are products of those before them. Ultimately, all people are the
products of the first humans put on this world. So they are all creations of
Avra’s first creations. Since all people are part of Avra, whatever they create
from themselves is part of Avra.”
Kael blinked hard.
“Avra set us on this world to emulate him, to
create order from disorder, to grow, learn and produce,” continued Ader. “Avra
wanted man to rejoice in his world, to live every day striving to create and
bring beauty into the world. Creating and nurturing life is part of that plan.”
“Then why would someone ever choose to follow
Chaos?” asked the boy.
“The answer to ‘why’ can only be found in the heart
of each and every man,” returned Ader, “but the answer to ‘how’ is quite
simple. Free will.”
Again the boy stared at the old trader with a
puzzled expression.
“Avra’s desires for us are just that, his desires. What of our own? When a man chooses to cheat his neighbor, he fulfills
a desire all his own. Avra might easily create a race of men subject to his
wishes. They would follow each and every command of their master, but that was
not what our Creator wanted. He wished to share his existence with beings made
in his own image, beings capable of making choices and striving toward
unlimited potential. Creations enslaved to the will of another possess no such
abilities. Their potential is constrained by the boundaries set by their
master.”
“So Avra placed men and Elves upon this world and set
them free to do as they wish?” asked Kael.
Ader frowned.
“Yes and no.”
“That’s not an answer.” scowled Kael.
“It’s a difficult question, my boy,” said Ader.
“The Elves upon this world are a somewhat ... unique situation.”
Ader hoped that would suffice but Kael stared at
the old trader.
“The Elves are a creation for a different place and
a different time,” resumed Ader. “As I said, Avra created many worlds, or more
precisely planes, upon which he created many beings. The Elves are not
originally from this world. They are from a higher plane.”
“Then how did the Elves get from this .... higher
plane to our world?” asked Kael.
“That is a lesson for another time.” said the old
man, “We must make speed and return to Luxlor.”
Ader’s refusal to answer bothered Kael. He wanted
those answers. His brother was dead and Kael barely escaped death at the hands
of a hideous creature bent on his destruction. He needed to know more to help
him explain the madness of this day.
“Well, at least tell me what part you play. Why should
I trust you or do any of the things you tell me?” stated Kael angrily.
The old man frowned and searched the boy’s eyes.
“Oh, we both know how ridiculous that question is
don’t we? You already guessed correctly who I am,” said Ader. “However, you’re going
through a trying time, so I’ll humor you. I am Ader, third Seraph of our Lord
Avra the Creator of this existence. You talk of myths and rumors, religions and
stories. I am those myths
to commune with beings like himself. He wished to share the bounty of his
power. Thus he set forth and created the universe and all the worlds contained
within it. Every rock, tree and speck of sand is the product of Avra’s love and
imagination. He poured forth his blessings and created a realm of fantastic
magnitude. Each of us is a small part of Avra’s limitless force. You are part
of Avra and He is part of you.”
Kael paused and tried to reconcile such a weighty
concept.
“It’s a bit much when you first discover it,”
smiled Ader, “but as the idea lingers, it settles a man’s soul. To know that
you’re part of the all powerful Creator and he is a part of you, fills you with
an unparalleled confidence.”
“But Avra doesn’t decide to create people,” said
Kael. “People do. A man and a woman.”
“True,” replied Ader, “but remember, all men and
women are products of those before them. Ultimately, all people are the
products of the first humans put on this world. So they are all creations of
Avra’s first creations. Since all people are part of Avra, whatever they create
from themselves is part of Avra.”
Kael blinked hard.
“Avra set us on this world to emulate him, to
create order from disorder, to grow, learn and produce,” continued Ader. “Avra
wanted man to rejoice in his world, to live every day striving to create and
bring beauty into the world. Creating and nurturing life is part of that plan.”
“Then why would someone ever choose to follow
Chaos?” asked the boy.
“The answer to ‘why’ can only be found in the heart
of each and every man,” returned Ader, “but the answer to ‘how’ is quite
simple. Free will.”
Again the boy stared at the old trader with a
puzzled expression.
“Avra’s desires for us are just that, his desires. What of our own? When a man chooses to cheat his neighbor, he fulfills
a desire all his own. Avra might easily create a race of men subject to his
wishes. They would follow each and every command of their master, but that was
not what our Creator wanted. He wished to share his existence with beings made
in his own image, beings capable of making choices and striving toward
unlimited potential. Creations enslaved to the will of another possess no such
abilities. Their potential is constrained by the boundaries set by their
master.”
“So Avra placed men and Elves upon this world and set
them free to do as they wish?” asked Kael.
Ader frowned.
“Yes and no.”
“That’s not an answer.” scowled Kael.
“It’s a difficult question, my boy,” said Ader.
“The Elves upon this world are a somewhat ... unique situation.”
Ader hoped that would suffice but Kael stared at
the old trader.
“The Elves are a creation for a different place and
a different time,” resumed Ader. “As I said, Avra created many worlds, or more
precisely planes, upon which he created many beings. The Elves are not
originally from this world. They are from a higher plane.”
“Then how did the Elves get from this .... higher
plane to our world?” asked Kael.
“That is a lesson for another time.” said the old
man, “We must make speed and return to Luxlor.”
Ader’s refusal to answer bothered Kael. He wanted
those answers. His brother was dead and Kael barely escaped death at the hands
of a hideous creature bent on his destruction. He needed to know more to help
him explain the madness of this day.
“Well, at least tell me what part you play. Why should
I trust you or do any of the things you tell me?” stated Kael angrily.
The old man frowned and searched the boy’s eyes.
“Oh, we both know how ridiculous that question is
don’t we? You already guessed correctly who I am,” said Ader. “However, you’re going
through a trying time, so I’ll humor you. I am Ader, third Seraph of our Lord
Avra the Creator of this existence. You talk of myths and rumors, religions and
stories. I am those myths
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