Once upon a time an ancient mystical race of superhumans roamed the Earth. Although direct descendants of society they broke loose from the matrix which keeps it together. Mostly damaged souls who walk a lonely road. Each searching for their own path towards light or darkness, vengeance or forgiveness. From the experiences of these mythical creatures legends were born. Stories of feared tyrants and beloved heroes fighting each other for the throne, a place neither of them deserved. They are the Nephilim, the ones that cause others to fall down. A pattern created in the middle of a chaotic society; giving what they have received. In ancient times the Nephilim ruled the Earth in a dominant way, by crushing all competition to guard their leading position. A strategy like that is doomed to fail, since it spreads the desire for vengeance and retaliation. It's not a surprise that after ages of suffering mankind decided to form an alliance to destroy these titans and take over. This is the beginning of civilisation; to find a mutual goal and combine strength to achieve things a single human could not achieve. Thousands of years have passed since then and nowadays the Nephilim are no more than a lost story from ancient books and legends. A shadow amongst the human race, no longer aware of their roots and struggling to survive in an environment that attacks everything they believe in. They are the ones closest to god, spreading either light or darkness by their freedom of choice.
"Tell me some more about your past Avitas." Two young men both 30 years of age sit next to each other by a small stream in a deserted rocky environment. By the looks of both men they had quite a rough time lately, but their faces tell a different story. A tale of two enemies growing closer to each other every day. Why are you so interested?", the darker version of the two men answers, "I already told you it's all inside you, you just need to find it". "I tried, but i can't. Too much has been locked away in a forgotten part somewhere", his companion replies. Avitas laughs loudly, his voice echoing away over the planes."So you want to hear stories of glory, heroism and bravery to inspire? Well i have news for you friend, it all derives from despair. I don't remember much of it, but the things i do remember are hard to forget. There is this one story though" I never forgot it. About the king who ruled this world before the flood came. A special man who managed to unite all the regions and put an end to all wars for a while. His name was Solomon, does the name ring a bell?" "I guess, i've heard of a story from the bible, is that the one?", Sativa stares at his companion with deep interest."Could be", Avitas replies, "But the story i knew was not written down but passed on from ancestor to ancestor. Back in the days books were precious". He grabs a small stick from a pile next to the burning fire they sit at and throws it into the flames while he takes a deep breath. "They say the king had a key with which he could control the minds of both people and animals. But he lost his devotion due to decadence and the kingdom fell apart after years of peace and prosperity. Ever since my world is at constant war and i may be the only free man left in this place, except for you now of course". "Ok, So what makes it so interesting? Lots of people already know that story". Sativa looks at Avitas with doubt. "The funny thing is his kingdom fell down due to the same reason you can't raise yours. He became distracted by female beauty". He gives his companion a teasing pat on the shoulders. "Don't worry, we've all been there". His companion is clearly not appreciating the misplaced jokes coming from his friend but tries to hide it. "Is that all they taught you? There must be more", he replies with a voice that gives away a bit of his frustration. "There is always more. You think your civilisation is advanced? You only have nice toys, but your level of consciousness paid a heavy price for that. Mentally your species is mostly weak. Nothing compared to your ancestors extreme level of awareness". "Then what went wrong?", Sativa wonders. "What always goes wrong, we have the right resources but we make the wrong choices based on wrong information. You can't build a pyramid if the foundation is a lie. Your life has been one big lie so far, so i think you already found out how well you can build on that. It's not that you can't build a pyramid based on illusions, but you can't replace the truth with illusions. Truth like the sunlight shines above all". He grabs a small twig and starts drawing a picture of a six pointed star on the sandy soil. Three of the corners are dark, 3 of the corners are light. He draws circles around 3 opposites inside the star formed shape. "This is something i found while i was exploring a few tombs in Egypt years ago. I figured it must have been of great importance since it has been popping up in many different cultures on this planet. I believe this is what they call the seal of Solomon and it resembles the number Pi. The trick is to see beyond darkness, to think beyond madness and to live beyond death to read what has never been written down". His friend looks at him with disbelief and confusion. "I don't understand, how can you read what is not written?"."How do we see what cannot be seen? How do you create what has not been created before? With imagination my friend, the divine energy inside you. Imagination is more than just a dream of a fairytale or a nice artistic creation on a canvas, we design structure from imagination, retrieve information from it and our dreams even give us energy to move on when life almost makes it impossible for us to move on. It might be the most advanced source of energy, structure and information a man can find in this world, but many of your people gave it away for something less, mostly material property. You sold your dreams to live happily ever after, but people just never live so happily ever after. You should have placed your bet on a better horse". "It was never a matter of betting", his friend replies, "I just hoped it was my time to find happiness". "Then consider it to be a matter of betting from now on, because if you did that before you would have been more carefull wouldn't you? You know the rules of the game, you've been there all along, always denying who you truly are", Avitas replies. A silence fills the atmosphere and for a while neither of them feel like talking. Both men are lost in deep thought. One about what will happen to him once the illusions dividing them vanish, the other about what he will become once his teachings end. A single action will have huge consequences for both, an opposite decision then the one taken in the past. No division, but merge to set both free at last."Let's just continue training, i'm done thinking", Sativa whispers. His companion agrees with a single nod and both rise up. Neither of them seem very eager to start. "Do you really think we need to do this?",Sativa asks while staring in the distance with a face that doesn't hide much of his worries. "I'm afraid so mate. We started this, now it's time to finish it". The two disappear in the darkness of the night leaving nothing behind but a small pile of charcoal and ashes.