It was a beautiful day outside. Birds were singing, flowers were blooming,… in days like this, people like our heroine,… like to laze around under a tree.
While our heroine was on the edge between extreme boredom and falling asleep, a blinding light surrounded her, transmitting warmth and comfort. The soon to be heroine opened her eyes wide, surprised by the odd glitch she thought was experiencing. Shortly after the light appeared, a deep voice came from nowhere – Stand up my heroine, you … -, the voice stopped when the woman pretended not to hear it and laid down again, covering her eyes with one of her arms.
A strong and short wind rushed the fields around our heroine, as if something of huge power had sighed towards her. Just after the short wind passed, the light intensified and a flock of blue birds grabbed our heroine by her shoulders, forcing her to stand, and the voice resumed – Oh, my heroine, you … -, the voice interrupted its speech again, as its owner realized the woman had closed her eyes again, and was trying to sleep.
A thunder resonated nearby and the heaven was torn open with the apparition of an angelic figure, that floated rapidly and with a peaceful expression towards the woman. As soon as the angel reached our heroine, it raised its hand and strongly slapped the woman in the face – Auch! – said the woman, – ok, ok, I am awake and listening, there is no need to be rude -.
The angelic figure dissolved in the air, but the birds kept the holding on her dress. Once again, the voice resumed the speech, – My, … – a sigh was clearly heard before the voice continued – chosen heroine, you shall embark in adventures and honor my name. What is your name, chosen one? -.
The woman, with a glance lost in the distant infinity, answered, – I am Maria Candelaria Antonez de los Santos de … -, and was interrupted by the voice, – Aura Rigel, as my chosen … – in an ominous tone, – but my name is Ma … – started to claim our heroine, that was interrupted again by the voice, now sounding serious and dreadful – AURA. RIGEL. -, each word accompanied by a small earthquake.
- Ooooookey… got it, a temple of bricks. – she said.
- Bricks of …? – asked the voice.
- Bricks for temple construction, your mighty. – she answered.
- OF GOLD! G, O, L, D, GOLD! – the voice shouted, making everything around to tremble.
- But your highness… wouldn’t you prefer a temple made of … – she started to say.
- OF GOLD! – the voice shouted, accompanied by an even stronger trembling.
- Yes, yes, yes, yes, gold, gotcha. – Aura said with resignation.
- Start now you adventure, chosen one, I will be watching you -. Said the voice, and the birds left and the blinding light faded.
Aura Rigel tried to lay down again, under the shadow of the tree, when a rabbit bit her bottom and shout – Start now! -. The heroine jumped and started to run towards GodVille, leaving behind her belongings; this was destined to be an arduous and exasperating adventure.