Ancient One

Year 2021. Planet Earth. A remote corner of the Antarctica Continent. On this dangerous and harmful continent, where one might freeze to death, a small black dot entered into existence, hovering magically in the air. A dot small enough to be neglected, yet so dark that it was visible even from a few kilometres, on this seemingly endless white stretch. The radius of the dot kept on getting bigger till it took the form of a circular door. A door big enough for a Boeing to pass through, yet not one being on this planet was aware of it.  Suddenly, everything turned silent.  The cold frigid air stopped moving, the ground flattened itself creating a path.  Pat! Pat! Pat!  A person dressed in an ancient black robe emanating a heavy aura of blood and cruelty, walked from the black expanse. The sound of his footsteps echoing throughout the world. He walks on this once familiar planet, his home, inhaling a lungful of air. "Ah! Home, missed you. Lets see how you have been these days." A sweep from his hand and the air started to flow again, the ground turned normal and the black expanse behind his back closed again as if such a thing never happened. The man walked on the white stretch, a smile on his face as he suddenly disappeared along with the air. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Andromeda Galaxy, a fleet of spaceships ranging from Destroyers to planet destroying Dreadnaughts, strong enough to destroy any known entity in the Galaxy were moving towards Earth. Inside the humongous Dreadnaught class flagship, which seemed like Planet in shape, was a big cabin. It had a throne made of some unknown metal, on the throne sat a being with red skin and horns on the head. The being wore a combat suit made of another unknown material. The being sat on the throne with a lost look in his eyes with vertical golden pupils, as if lost in solitude and longing for someone. His eyes seemed to penetrate the hull of the ship and stretch towards the entire Galaxy.  Suddenly the only door to this cabin opened and another being dressed in a similar combat suit entered the cabin. The being differed from the previous one as it only had a single horn on its forehead along with an azure colored pupil and skin. The being performed an action which seemed like a salute and knelt. "Reporting to the commander, there seems to be some problem with the artifact",the being said with its pupils not leaving the ground.  As soon as the being on the throne, the commander, heard it, an overwhelming sense of heaviness surged from its body. Intense bloodlust filled the surroundings drowning the person reporting in the coldest vacuum of space. The being’s back was filled with sweat and its head seemed to drop down further, as if afraid of even letting out a breath. “Captain, lead me to the Artifact chamber.” The commander, as if remembering something chuckled slightly and mentioned the to lead him towards the location. The knelt being, the captain, confused by the sudden change of commander's demeanor led him to the artifact room.  Outside the room stood two small rectangular droids for security purposes. They seemed harmless, but if activated they could shatter the entire flagship by their impact. After entering the Artifact chamber, one could observe that the room only held a katana around 1.5 m in length with a sharp edge and a hilt made from a wooden like material. Beside the katana was a small object with a circular cylinder having various runes etched. If people from earth saw this they could immediately infer it as a musketeer, an ancient firearm. The katana and the musketeer were both trembling as if excited about something, watching this the commander frowned, as if remembering a long lost ancient tale.  The commander's face turns from a frown to pale then immediately red as if excited about something. The commander immediately turned around and ran towards its cabin, the captain confused ran to follow the commander but couldn't catch it. Inside the cabin the commander was holding an ancient looking metallic chip, inserting it into a reader and playing it. The recording started with a similar being wearing an ancient robe with a golden scale on its forehead and two horns. The same being caressed the katana and the musketeer. The being then looked towards the commander and said  Darco, I know you want to follow me but I can't allow you to sacrifice your happiness because of me. This is the personal weapon of master, master allowed me to keep this weapon as a keepsake for the clan. No matter what the circumstance, do not sully it, as it would be a grave sin. They may keep the clan safe and sound, as only they can sense master's arrival in this realm. Remember do not sully its name as they are known as-"Axiom and Heaven".  After the recording shut off, Darco, the commander, noticed the weapons trembling in the record. Darco was 10 year old when he was shooting the recording, and still remembered the face his father had. Yes, the man in the recording was the father of Darco. "Dad, where are you.....",tears streaming on his face.