The Xweetok floats as if in thought before clearing his throat and starting.

There's not much I can say about my childhood. My parents had been on an "awe-inspiring trip" to Japan before I was born and so I got landed with this unusual name. Unfortunately, when I reached about five they were killed. There was a whole lot of suspicion about it but the cops never really solved it. All I had left to remember them by was the cuffs they had left in their will to me. My baby sister, Ongakuai_ was adopted as she was only young, but I was landed in an orphanage until I was about 18-19. Nothing happened at the orphange. Sure, I had the usual fights with the other children but nothing more exciting happened there (apart from the time that the Matron had to be rushed to hospital). Honestly, I was never more happy than to see the bakc of that place.

That was when things got interesting.

I had just finished the final gig with my band, The Ruby Studded Shackles (named after my strange cuffs), and I was headed to my apartment in the city. The band had had to split when the bass guitarist, Axel-a true bad boy at heart-found he had enough brains to go to Uni and the lead sing, Rose-with her amazing voice hidden behind her gothic exterior-found out that she was, well. You know.

Anyways I was walking along one of the streets, drumming the tune of our best songs on the side of my leg (bad habit of mine), when suddenly the lights on the whole street went out. Everything was thrown into complete darkness-I even walked into several things before I decided to stop.

Suddenly I felt vibrations shivering from my cuffs and the rubies upon them started to glow. I was a little freaked out but that wasn't what I had to worry about. A shadow flitted across my path, darker than the darkness, and I pulled back from it, taking a cautious step back.
A hiss sounded right beside my ear, I lashed out, striking something but not being sure what it was.

I felt scales! Crying out I pulled my arm back out of fear and shock, usually something with scales had teeth. I saw the shadow back off slightly only to seem to turn and charge me.

Nooo!" I roared, clanging my two cuffs together for some reason. The cry was lost as a powerful blast shook the whole street-the thing was hit by blast blast and it screamed and writhed as it was turned into nothing. A large gaping blackhole hung in the air in front of me. Colours racing inside it.

The ground left my feet and I floated into the air, I tried to flap my wings to try and stop but the strength of the blackhole was too strong and whether I liked it or not I was going into it.

As I entered I noticed some form of matter swirling around aimlessly, dark small globs of darkness floating around with no order. I watched them curiously as I floated nearer. They seemed so relaxing to watch.

But they flew at me, seeming to gain some order and congregate around me. As I sheilded my face I waited for the pain to stab me. But none came.

Reluctantly lowering my arms I saw the matter had formed into letters that were eerily green. Spelling out: -

Welcome to the Nothingness

I watched as they floated away and turned into the dark matter again, seeming to be rushing to make another form. This time it was a girl. Human-looking with long blonde hair and silver eyes, the face soft and knowledgable.

Hail to the Gate Creator," She spoke softly but it seemed to echo throughout the-where ever this was.

What?!" I cried, a frown creeping onto my face, "Gate Creator? Who are you? Where am I?!

The girl laughed a sweet high, echoing note. "You are in the Nothingness," She explained, "The realm where everything was created from. I am the Nobody, assuming the only form you would be able to comprehend.
She leaned closer, her hair falling in soft shimmering wave from behind her ears. "You are the Gate Creator, Momijii, you are the one who can travel the dimensions, cross worlds and be able to survive the realm of Nothingness."
I remained silent, more speechless than anythime in my life before, noticing how her skin was solid but wasn't, how her hair seemed to be beautiful but wasn't. I had not even started to scratch the surface of the truth.

The girl placed a lukewarm hand beneath my chin and forced me to look into her silvery eyes. I felt like I was falling in an endless expanse of knowledge and uncertainty. I heard the girl's voice but her lips weren't moving. "You are the Gate Creator, Lord over the Guarding the Realms and protecting the weak. This gift was bestowed upon you at birth, that was why you have always had the cuffs. They are not the objects of power though. YOU are. They will aid you to use your powers. And you must rid the realms of The Others.
I spoke, like the girl, not with my lips, "But who are The Others?! Was that creature that just attacked me one of The Others?

Yes. The Others are demons who wish to make the realms their own. They find it easy to slip out of their own dimension and cause havoc and suffering but they cannot do much more than that. You and your cuffs are the only things that stand in their way. You can cause holes, or rifts, to appear in the dimensions. If they are not closed then that realm will be sucked into the nothingness and it's neighbours until eventually no other realms will exist. Conscious life will cease to exist thus the Demons can start anew. They do not need a realm to live-that's why they are Demons.

Another question sprung up in my mind, "So why do they have a realm if they do not need a realm to exist?

At the begining of time The Five Creators battled fiercely to contain the Demons inside a realm where they could no longer disrupt the other realms which were only fragile as they started to form. Demon influences cost the realms dearly and because the imprints of Demons were left in the make-up of the realm they, unfortunately, had to be destroyed.

I remained silent as I pitied those realm that had to be destroyed. The life barely starting and being poisoned by The Others. I thought of The Five Creators and another question sprang to mind. "What happened to The Five Creators?

The seemed reluctant to answer or did not know herself. "This is hard to explain to a mortal, Momijii, usually some go mad with insanity as they try to make sense of it. Two of The Five Creators died (as they say in your realm) during the battle with The Others, Rahsino and Callanah. Rahsino the Smelter was too headstrong and he had rushed headfirst into the battle, the Demons easily outnumbering him and disposing of his body by-" The girl paused and made a disgusted face as if the thought was too gruesome to put into words until she finally seemed to move onto the second one who had fallen "-Callanah, the lightweaver as she was nicknamed, had taken more of a quieter approach. Trying to sneak into the heart of The Others to rid them of their leader, her heart was also angry with the Death of Rahsino, her love. She fell because of Thwart, the traitor within The Five Creators. He is often named as 'Evil' as he causes disruption as he was shunned by the other Creators and now wishes to undo their work. It is a word known in all languages of the realm as it is his name which should be despised for eternity. Thwart had spoken Callanah's plans to the leader of The Others and Callanah was killed swiftly.

The remaining two Creators took strands of Callanah's golden hair and scattered them across the skies of the realms, creating the stars, the suns and the moons. Thus Callanah will always be remembered as the lightweaver. Their two names were Ysantal, the Wiseone and Godegious, the Craftsman and Leader.

Before I could ask another question, The Nobody continued, "Godegious and Ysantal have now becom a part of every thing in the Realms so therefore they still live. The form you see before you is not part of it. The Nothingness is the realm where The Five Creators came from and so they do not wish to reside or meddle with the powers in here. And yes, I have taken the form of Callanah, the lightweaver.

I just floated there, mouth hung slack in shock at what I had just been told. Again no words would come out of my mouth. Callanah, or the Nobody, lazily waved a hand and the portal behind me closed up. "You must try to rid the realms of Demons and of "Evil", this is your destiny, you are the gate creator and your place lies with The Five Creators. I wish you well."

Suddenly I was catapulted at breaknack speed down the Nothingness, flashes of colours struggling to raced me until-I suddenly fell out of the Nothingness and my face met ground. As I looked up, I saw that I was no longer in my realm or the Nothingness...