Arc Eight. Side Story. In The Stars. To Infinity

Malisson

To celebrate I decided to post an extra, but small, chapter.

We always enjoy this part. The creation of a new sphere. It pleases us when we watch it spark and become whatever it wishes to be.

The being, all things at once, many guises, the creator of everything, the one-above-all, stood and waited until a single point appeared before its hand.

The single point, an impossible existence in any space but this one, floated free and joined the myriad of others floating in the plane called the multiverse.

Once it reached its destination, guided by the being, it stopped and for a moment, or an eternity, it just waited.

As if the space simply existed, the single point expanded, creating a perfect sphere, shimmering in colours unseen by any eyes other than its creator, who smiled,

We always enjoy this part.

At the centre of the point, as if the sphere was two bubbles, one expanding into infinity and the second, the point from which the first grew and expanded, a single ball of glowing plasma existed. Hotter than a billion suns, its energy flowed throughout the newly created space, seeding the beginnings of the proto universe, and as its energy speed away it shrunk and the glowing ball condensed into a giant single clear crystal. A star, infinitely large and indescribably perfect. The first of many. The Infinity Crystal.

WE ARE ALL. WE ARE EVERYTHING. WE EXIST IN ALL THINGS. WE ARE THE POWER COSMIC. WE ARE INFINITY

As the energy seeped from it further, extending into each area of the universe it shrunk once more, the flawless surface trying to shrink beyond its own measure and it cracked, splintering into three equal parts,

The Infinity Gems, each one a flawless replica, circled each other. One black and almost invisible if not for the light given off of its brethren whispered into the newly formed universe

I am the alpha and the omega, I am the end of all things, I am the void, I am the infinite hunger of Oblivion, I am Null.

So dramatic brother, said the second, bright white gem, I am Life, I am rebirth and I am creation, where you end I begin. I am Phoenix

The third and last gem sat between then three, neither black nor white, it paled and became a grey colour, its dark and light colour shifting between the two extremes,

I am the bridge, I flow through all things, I seek the end but I seek to begin again, I am Death, I am Raven

As the three gems circled each other their energy spread out, filling the universe with their power, and they too faded, adding their power to the newly formed space. As they faded and became clear once more the three gems split once more, each breaking in half, and now six gems floated in the proto space.

The first, a blue gem, spoke,

I exist to give meaning to distance and movement, I am Hargan, the Measurer of Space

The second stone, filled with a bright green light, spoke

I exist to give order to our actions, I am Nezarr the Calculator of Time

The third, the red stone, spoke

I exist to give stability to our lives, I am Jemiah the Analyzer of Souls

The fourth gem, coloured orange, spoke

I exist to spark life in the tapestry, I am Arishem the Judge of Reality

The fifth gem, filled with bright purple light, spoke

I am the remnants of the first, and I exist to give light to this universe, I am Eson the Searcher of Power

The last gem, coloured yellow, spoke,

I exist to witness each moment of this universe and guard its knowledge, I am Ego the Recorder of Minds

As the light in each gem flared, they faded from existence, to be replaced by massive behemoths, each taking a form comfortable but utterly alien to the life that they would create, and as each nodded with new flesh and new purpose they set about moulding and filling the new universe with their creations.

Unseen by the gems, three silent figures watched them, for the three had learned to make flesh and bodies from starlight and the dust in the universe,

Do we interfere sister?

No, we do not, for they are of us but cannot comprehend us, and brother, we do not interfere with their Purpose, as they shall not interfere with ours.

I am aware sister, but it is my nature to wish for their destruction, for as you seek the death of their creations, I too must seek the end of all things.

Then you will only find your end, they are of us and as such contain our spark as well as their own, do not be rash brother

But Null had already split the realm called space and returned to the safety of his void. As the two sisters looked at each other they felt the start. A small flicker formed in the vessels they called their flesh. Emotions sparked by the creations of the brethren, and while Pheonix felt anger at the stupidity of her sibling, Raven was excited to see what plan Null had for the universe.

And you sister, what of you?

I seek enjoyment, and I go where life goes, I see they have created smaller creatures, infinitely tiny and brief, I shall inhabit one, and taste all it tastes, I shall enjoy each and every existence before they succumb to you.

I take no joy in ending their existence sister, it is my Purpose, as Null should learn. I shall find a more durable host. I have no need for one that ends so quickly.

As the pair made plans and departed to fulfil their own part in the cosmic dance, they were watched, as all things were.

Above the three, invisible to them, as they were to the six, the one-above-all observed and sent his own agents to keep track of the universe, as its own duty was to inspire and move on. Once the Watcher had been assigned to its task, it turned its own attention to the emptiness in front of it,

We always enjoy this part. The creation of a new sphere. It pleases us when we watch it spark and become whatever it wishes to be.

And a new point floated free.