"Do you know what existed before the universe?" The Priest announced to his pupil from across the room, his voice echoed across the church like the voice of a God. The shadows created by the dim light expanded over both of their figures. "Darkness, Master, and only darkness." His pupil responded. The Priest grunted in response, signaling the truth of his pupil. The priest took an uneasy breath. "It is finally time you know the truth of what we perceive of this truth, and your role in it." He told his pupil, which nodded her readiness. "You see, before the universe there was darkness. That darkness had no ruler or king inside of it, it was the pure nothingness we perceive as the void. Once energy started to clump though, and clump even further, this created a pocket that the darkness did not entirely control. The darkness waited to see what would come of this energy, until it finally became glorious light for all of creation to become in. This was the birth of the universe."
The Priest took a sip from the luxury they found on the planet, it was called wine. Such a unique taste that roused the taste buds like nothing of their home world. He continued on with his lecture. "With the creation of light, darkness was pushed back and left to watch what the light had created from a great distance. But from the creation of light, shadows were made. Shadows can only exist with light's existence, you see, and it is because of this phenomenon that light would always be destroyed. Every single thing in the light had a shadow, no matter how big or small each one had it. Eventually the darkness that light itself created would be it's downfall, as light would be consumed by such shadows and back into the void of darkness. That is the fate of all living things, including this universe."
"Master, why are you telling me what I already know? This church has always spoke of such things, why tell me this when I'm alone?" The pupil asked with honest confusion. "Because my pupil, you are what will be what this church calls a Messenger of Darkness. You must be reminded of this truth before you set out soon. Everyone has already decided in the church that you, Nova Vas Tantor, are going to be the next Messenger." The Priest told her with a hint of proud shame. Nova looked at him, moving more into the light, showing her pale white skin and bold black glyphs that ran across her facial features and covered body. "Why me?" She asked in her more respectful tone. "Because you are the one with the most hidden potential inside, unlike others that will soon reach their potential's peak. You are the obvious choice because you are still showing that progression we want in the new Messenger." The priest told her. Nova looked to the floor, "Then I give you my permission to do with me as you would, as long as my little brother is safe." Nova told her master quietly. The priest nodded, "Thank you, your request will be honored. You are dismissed."
Nova pulled her cloak over her head and left through the front doors of the church, they slid open showing another pair behind that opened soon after. The design of the double layered sliding doors was meant to keep an enclosed feature to the church. Once Nova left the priest took a seat on his rounded chair. He settled in it, trying to relax. "Quite a speech there, you would be an excellent political speaker you know?" A shadowy figure spoke to him, clad in perfect black armor. The armor was light, made of a special alloy, and it allowed perfect mobility. "You knew I was here the entire time, didn't you?" The Shadow asked. "Yes, I did, regardless I must act as I always would to Nova." The Priest told the Shadow as he sipped his wine again. "Quite noble of you, but a new Messenger won't stop us." the Shadow told him, taking a knife that had a super heated plasma charge around the blade to allow it to cut through anything. "Nova is the Messenger that will succeed." The Priest simply said before he finished his wine.
The Shadow watched him finish his wine slowly as he charged the knife's plasma. "I am going to have to kill her too, you know that don't you?" The Shadow told him. The Priest brought the glass down to the floor and smiled. "You could try, but she won't die. She has no shadow for you to use, and once she is trained properly she will not be stopped. I have seen it in the future..." The Shadow moved closer to the priest with a readied knife. "She may face obstacles, but it will be nothing she can't handle. She will not do it alone either, as other Messengers will offer their strength and she will face the entire darkness and push it away with her light!" The priest preached before getting stabbed through his chest. He winced in pain and heaved for his life to return to him. He felt his life slipping away. "That is what a Nova does...you see..." He coughed up reddening blood. "A Nova is a sacrifice that results in the coming of light..." The priest said before giving up on trying to talk. The Shadow huffed. "With new light, there will always be new shadows. So I say-" The Shadow tells the dying priest as he pulls out his knife before continuing. "bring the light forward...and I in turn will bring my brothers in arms."
The Shadow slipped back into the darkness of the light, as the priest and master of Nova died in the shadowed light of creation.