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From Nothingness We Create.... (Cosmic Entities ONLY)

on Thu Aug 31, 2017 11:57 pm
[~|~]Nothingness, many beings claim to suffer from it or have even seen it, however this -- this void is the true definition of the word. No reality, no life, simply the white void. Created from the collapse of twenty-six connecting universes, this literal hole in existence has upset the balance of all realities throughout the omniverse.

Appearing first on the scene were The Worker, a race of data collecting bug-like beings. Known by all within the comic realm however rarely seen, these creatures are said to be practically immortal. Aiding in the GRAND ARCHIVE, a location of origins in which only two known entities are said to reside. Their presence shall alert all others the severity of what has taken place here. Arriving moments after through a portal of her creation is Seliitoren. While previously residing in BloodWell she has completed her evolution ascending beyond her original celestial self of old. Through the portal she created other from BloodWell followed to bare witness to the void. "Khala t'x kiyla" Seliitoren mutters softly. It's meaning describes a painful sorrow of loss.

Seliitoren floats about in the void for a brief moment before spotting The Worker's. Being unable to verbally communicate with them due to the lack of vocal cords, Seliitoren scends to them through a mental connection in order to learn about what has taken place here. She is surprisingly baffled at the discovery that not even The Worker's fully understand what has transpired. From this all Seliitoren can do is wait upon the others to arrive.[~|~]

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Re: From Nothingness We Create.... (Cosmic Entities ONLY)

on Thu Aug 31, 2017 11:58 pm
The evocation of loss was the very up rise of an entire realm. Hovo Nasotec, to most celestials across the multiverse only thought of this realm as mere myth among myths themselves. However, few have truly come across an entity from this place of myth, much less ever cast an eye upon it. Hovo Nasotec, a realm that supposedly birthed the multiverse. Hovo Nasoetc is a realm that eternally reset itself at the end of its life, only to leave behind remnants, thus birthing a new universe. It was no surprise that the species of this realm kept tabs on the byproducts of their eternal return. In particular, the Seccuvus, the embodying race of perceived time. To mere entities of the cosmic forces of the universes, they were viewed as gods. But among their own world ,they were merely people of mass.

Within the white void that held the arrival of other cosmic forces set forth a luminescent blue to carve itself into the now empty space. Carved into it came a great clock face, its hour and minute hand slow in motion, growing in acceleration until it became nothing more than a blur. Opening from within came a tear from the mythical realm itself, escaping natural light of the realm. Atmosphere could be felt from it as two clad figures passed through the clock face, closing behind them.

The two that appeared were two brothers, Isaac and Ivan Weller. Adorned faint blue armor, in head to toe in what felt almost cybernetic in nature. The older of brothers, Ivan, would drift to the group of celestials first. “What, what has happened here?

The other brother would drift forth as he too spoke, “Our entire people felt this collapse of many worlds. As though a giant chunk of the multiverse had just disappeared.” The two brothers recognized some of the faces that had appeared here. One in particular, Seliitoren. An entity that not only escaped the embodiment of a celestial body across the known multiverse, but a force that exceeded that and walked as equals to those who were of their home realm.

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Re: From Nothingness We Create.... (Cosmic Entities ONLY)

on Thu Aug 31, 2017 11:59 pm
No one upon this day felt the sudden loss to the fullest extent, except for Mother.

Some expected the absence of everything to be an empty darkness, that was far from the truth. The actuality was an endless scape of placid definition. There was nothing gained or lost in the void. Those who viewed the sight would not gain anything from it. The utter experience would be an unfortunate waste. However, creatures still came, some called entities, some known as gods, but they were far more attuned to the motions of space and realm...unlike the sub-creatures who called themselves the gods of races; these entities were nothing more than fodder for the moving cogs of life. They were...indeed...the grease for the gears.

When a clock breaks, few witness how violent the action of the mechanism failing truly is. Luckily...The Messenger was ready to remind those who stood idle.

What expelled from what originally was a small pin-point in the absence was a subtle stream of dark liquid, devoid of reflection. The liquid trickled down into nothingness. It fell without end. Similarly, the pin-point tear in the absence steadily began to expand as the more meaty bits of whatever resided in the liquid began to press through. The pin-point grew into a lesion, the lesion grew into a tear, and the tear grew into a massive hole that carried with it an abundance of Blood. What was originally a portal from Blood Well to the void was a slight derailment along the way.

This massive hole spilled the constant flow downwards to what seemed to be forever. But there was no rhyme or reason for the exaggerated opening...that was until the screams returned.

NEI!!!
NHI!!!
NEJ!!!
NIK!!!
NIE!!!


The Blood erupted as did the portal between realms, unleashing with it the Messenger of Blood Well. Her body was thrust forward and suddenly it collided with the void, stopping but a few feet from the endless flow she emerged from.

So...so...
Many...many...
Ways...ways...
To Say...To Say...
No...no...


There was an all too apparent sound of bones cracking from beneath the Messenger's skin. Her dark veins seemed quite ruptured as the dark liquid slowly spewed from cracks in her flesh and from each and every orifice. Her eyes were the equivalent of bloodshot...at least for a Blood Well Child.

When the motions in her body seemed to finally calm, a sudden lurch in her body that thrashed the Child about would ensue, and from it came the sound of millions of screams all destined towards a singular voice.

SAV TIS REIH SHLAKERRRT!?


The voice was questioning and caused the Messenger's neck to break as it hung to and fro without any control by her will...

please...please...
tell...her...
...what...has...
happened...happened...


Very few could tell if the Messenger wore tears upon her skin of if it were just the endless Blood that seemed to overflow from her frame only those who could dilate through the noise within her would see what truly occurred to make the Child fueled by pain to buckle beneath the amount delivered.

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Re: From Nothingness We Create.... (Cosmic Entities ONLY)

on Fri Sep 01, 2017 12:02 am
[~|~]They've come; more from all walks within and in-between the omniverse itself. The presence of Ivan and Isaac stood out most. These were two beings she knows of by name alone yet has never actually met in person. They came seeking answers much like all others that appeared; however before Seliitoren could even begin to explain things The Messenger from Blood Well arrived. Seliitoren gazed upon Sonau and after a brief observation she gained a full understanding that Sonau wasn't alone in her arrival. Mother is with her. Not only that but Mother's suffering seemed to be manifesting itself through Sonau. "Gho'h lok kut....please calm yourself." Seliitoren spoke out to Mother along with those currently present. "It would appeared this whole event has been engineered." Seliitoren said before another two openings appeared in the void.

From one Seliitoren called friend. Former member of The Followers NewBreed or Syynslair (Sin-Sa-Layer). Born of a warrior race that was defeated by KA and ITS army before Seliitoren ever join. Syynslair is the last of her race who was forced into working under KA as ITS prize trophy. Now free she has been traveling the multiverse aimlessly. Due to her immense psychic powers she was hit with a psychic whip-lashing cry with the death of twenty-six universes all ceasing. As soon as Syynslair enters and notices Seliitoren she motions herself to the gathering of entities.

From the second opening was none other than Myinna. She too was another former member of The Followers but did not bother with the ordeals of KA. Myinna was disgusted of KA and wanted the creature dead for a long time. However her mother The Sign was the left hand of KA and actually believed in ITS ideals for the universe. Because of this Myinna never acted out, that was until KA's death. After gaining the gifts of The three Arks, Myinna took in that power for herself forming her own realm outside the boundaries of multiverse while resurrecting her mother The Sign along with a few others that lost their lives under KA's reign. Being an absolute ruler of her own realm and pocket verse the ripples of the twenty-six destruction alerted her to the scene as well.

"What is this?" Myinna ponder mainly unto herself yet was verbally expressed. Seeing the gathering Myinna heads over. From her first glance she only recognized Syynslair and spoke to her first, "NewBreed! We demand an explanation of all that has transpired." It would be Seliitoren that answered Myinna. "Still attempting to boss those greater than you. You should know that you are of the lowest caliber of creatures present. I'd suggest you understand your place and keep silent." Always ruled by her emotions; Myinna's glare at Seliitoren is a mixture of being appalled and furious. "Who do you dare........." Silence befell Myinna before finishing her words. Seliitoren's gazed upon her stole her voice. Myinna felt an awe presence of pressure slamming down on her. Swallowing and crushing; Myinna slowly began to recognize whom just addressed her. It was also at this moment Myinna truly understood the beings present before her and the sheer amount of actual power they wield at their disposal. Realizing this Myinna lowered herself and her pathetic pride deciding to remain silent for the rest of the time.

Seliitoren returned her attention to the others. "The engineering of this has been done by a third party from what The Worker's have discovered. There were slips in reality that forced everything to happen." Seliitoren was stopped in giving anymore information by one of The Workers. In silence she communicates with The Worker. More and more entities appear until finally a massive serge erupts with the emergence of something huge. Seliitoren, Syynslair, and Myinna stand and watch. Appearing is a massive space craft and from its design both Seliitoren and Syynslair new who it was. "I see. The Six.".[~|~]

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Re: From Nothingness We Create.... (Cosmic Entities ONLY)

on Fri Sep 01, 2017 12:02 am
The Seccuvus brothers remained ever silent as they watched more entities make their way into the void of existence. One in particular drew Ivan’s attention as a dark fluid spilled its way into the empty space, opening up and revealing the entry of another force. He knew exactly where it was coming from. It was in a realm on the opposite spectrum of Hovo Nasotec, a place that siphoned life unlike his home land. A realm that even inhabitants of his own called Mother. Not one of his people have ever travelled there. They know of its existence, but sought out no purpose to ever travel to a realm, especially that was not a byproduct of their world.

Still, the two brothers remained quiet. They were very much patient to find out what had happened to this part of the multiverse. However, it seemed the longer they waited, the more seemed to appear. It became more and more obvious on how important of a loss was being suffered. It wasn’t until the petty little argument of the last new comers did Isaac begin to grow fidgety. Being the younger of the twins and the more aggressive of the two, his patience was much thinner than Ivan. Noticing thins, Ivan stretched out his arm and pressing it against his brothers chest. Isaac seeing this looked to his brother and saw the disapproval in his stature. It was his beckoning for him to calm down. Having respect for his own brother, he complied.

When Seliitoren had finally spoken up about what had happened, a myriad of questions arose for the two brothers, but knew blurting them all out would be chaotic. “So, who was it that engineered this, “ Isaac would ask.

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Re: From Nothingness We Create.... (Cosmic Entities ONLY)

on Fri Sep 01, 2017 12:03 am
Violent pulses emanated directly from the center of The Messenger's chest. With each pulse came an increased flow of liquid from the portal that slid down into the void beneath. The presence of the many made one loomed in the space between the beings and the portal behind. A creaking in the bones of The Messenger exposed sharply with each beat that rippled through the empty space. Whether she was gazing upon any of the beings would be a task in itself as the eyes she once had seemed to be draining out of her skull. Dark tendrils of precious lifeblood fell from skin and cracks within the skin.

A moment later, the portal twisted violently and from the space, poked out a familiar head.

"ey thare missus fir'fly"

Those often kept within Blood Well's realm steadily made way into the broken realm. From the Gravedigger to the Peacekeeper, to the Deaconess to the Gardener...and of course, the Groundsman. These faces pondered the emptiness with wide eyes...none wider than the Tenth Child...or the Gardener...

...What a beauty...

She uttered the words to the empty space that seemed devoid of everything...an oddity for someone so fueled by the growth of life.

Was nati meta khxng ruynuye lewe tsarstv?
Ne e cholinga de vernietig zhyttya Awqim?
Shenme la it doel fan Yok etmek zivot rise?


Mother's voice was overpowering within the space that was such close proximity to the others. Each resonance seemed to be a strain on the very structure that was the Messenger's body. Deep cracks split the Messenger's skin, draining more of the dark liquid into the void. There was a convulsion in the Messenger as she spoke to fill Mother's many words.

What is the purpose of destroying life-giving realms?

The Children of Blood Well gazed up in awe at the large ship that came into this world...however...the Groundsman seemed rather annoyed as he peered from each unknown figure to the next.

The Sixth Child stared across at the Seccuvus brothers, a twisted grin plastered to her face as spoke plainly...

D'unt wurry qtee, I'm wit dis lil lass.

The boney fingers of Gravedigger pointed to the broken frame of The Messenger. The Children seemed not to take much notice to Mother's presence...it was questionable if they even knew she was there.

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Re: From Nothingness We Create.... (Cosmic Entities ONLY)

on Fri Sep 01, 2017 12:04 am
[~|~]As questions arose all would be answered with the arrival of The6. Both Seliitoren and Syynslair have had dealings with this group. With their ship appearing Seliitoren began to further understand the situation. From past experiences; Seliitoren and many of the older Followers crossed paths in combat with the group. Disseminating their numbers by a third. During the events of THE CHOSEN & FORGOTTEN The Earth was challenged for some sort of testing. The Followers never discovered the exact reasoning behind the test, nor were they able to kill all six head figures. The6 vanished into their space and wasn't heard from again by any member of The Followers.

"Fellow Constructs. We see you've all gathered. This shall save us time."
A voice echoed from the ship. Then appearing before all gathered as a holographic image is Eri of The6. "We understand you must have questions and concerns, but know we have everything under control and we already have begun the third phase of creation. Rest assured, none of you are needed at this time." Eri's words are as arrogate as Seliitoren remembered. The6 claimed they're the ones to oversee the evolution of all species. To challenge and see to it that those chosen embark on the next stage of their evolution. They have done so with countless races and are considered "helpers of the GRAND ARCHIVE. Though these claims seem to be questionable at times, The6 do however have an incredible record of housing that stretches a few millennia.[~|~]

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Re: From Nothingness We Create.... (Cosmic Entities ONLY)

on Fri Sep 01, 2017 12:05 am
The two brothers looked at the imposing ship that had suddenly appeared, making their vain announcements as though they were in some manner of power. From the words of Eri, Isaac was amused. If it was anyone who had any right to be peeved about the suddenly loss of a chunk of the multiverse, it was the two Seccuvus. In a blink of an eye, Isaac would be stood next to Seliitoren without so much as turning to look at her, but rather with a slight lean towards her with his arms folded, he asked, “Is this one of your own?”

Ivan would remain still, silently judging at this point. With his mask over his face and his cold emotionless composure, there was little to no understanding of his opinion of the matter. Rather it seemed he quietly observed waiting for more information to be disclosed about what had occurred.

While everything was unfolding, a rather large black dog sat itself into the open space, watching silently. More so than anything, its gaze often remained on the Messenger longer than any of the others. It would be a wonder if anyone would even notice the dog that lay flat across its unseen floor.

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Re: From Nothingness We Create.... (Cosmic Entities ONLY)

on Fri Sep 01, 2017 12:06 am
Veiled in what could only be defined as a perpetual rage, The Messenger stood callous to the happenings about. Mother's will strained the body to the point that it convulsed and tore without any mercy or hope of keeping the being within contained. Her question remained unanswered, silence befell The Messenger's form. However, the dark liquid exuding from the form remained at a constant flow from both the door between the realms and The Messenger's open wounds.

WHAT BLASPHEMOUS WORDS...TONGUES ARE CUT OUT WITH WORDS SPOKEN OF THE DREAD FATHER!!!

The Groundsman spoke blatantly into the void, directed straight to the ship overhead. Poise was never the strong suit of the caretaker of Blood Well...he was not interested in practicing such skills now.


Looming Overhead Aboard the Vessel:

With very limited space to note what was happening within the inner workings of the ship, unlikely to be seen from such distance was a figure standing at a viewpoint from the ship. Her breathing apparatus fixated to her face as the arm of hers waved left and right with exaggerated motion, the grin placed upon her face was impossible to be viewed. A bright red warning light continued to flash in the background while shadows of horrific proportions manifested behind her. Figures were contorted and construed about the very unlikely scene that was created from a single viewpoint of the ship. With a single finger, she drew a smeared red happy face upon the window with two words...

"hi, Egyptians"

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Re: From Nothingness We Create.... (Cosmic Entities ONLY)

on Fri Sep 01, 2017 12:06 am
[~|~]Isaac's question received a distasteful expression. In regards or Eri's blatant rudeness with discrediting the necessity of the presence to those gathered, her rebuttal was has sharp as it were earlier towards Myinna. "Eri. You and your fold and in no position to speak such words. What IS before you shall undo you. I would be wise to remember your place. Now I command you, explain all that has transpired less you seek your end." The attitude of the collective gathered were in sync with the lack of explanation as well as respect shown. Quickly another member of The6 appeared. "If I may interject?" Sceeth of the Duvool-don race. Said to be a descendants The Seccuvus three genetic breed generations down. "The Collapse wasn't anything from which we desired. We did discover a solution. From all three-hundred and seventy-two thousand scenarios, THIS was the only one with the fewest casualties." Seliitoren glared hearing all that was spoken. Sceeth continued, "We did not nor could not inform all present. May of you reside within realms locked and protected from outside influences. While others remained scattered, plagued by past demons and sins. Gathering you would have been even more troubling. We acted. The Collapse was avoided. We know not what "truly" started it however was have a few ideas. The Collapse came not from our linking universes but from something beyond. Something in-between."

"In-between......." Seliitoren whispered unto Syynslair, The Messenger, and The Seccuvus brothers. There was always whispers and thoughts of life dwelling in-between reality itself. Though none has ever ventured into such a realm for many reasons. "What is this third phase Eri spoke of?" Seliitoren asked yet still pondering the thought of the in-between. "Re-creation. The re-creation of a fresh universe. On board our ship are those Chosen from across the universe. They shall inhabit the new. As was promised to them." "Then we too shall assist in the re-creation." It wasn't a suggestion but rather a demand. Seliitoren saw what sort of advantage this would bring The6 should the task be left to them alone. Though the thought of re-creation brought a smile to her. There is much to be gained in this act.[~|~]

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Re: From Nothingness We Create.... (Cosmic Entities ONLY)

on Fri Sep 01, 2017 12:07 am
A place that existed in between, this was an idea that either of the Seccuvus brothers had even considered, at least not for this life cycle they hadn’t. Isaac remained quiet at that part as it was not something of his particular interest as it was replaced with the interest of creating an entirely new universe. Between the two brothers, this was a natural process of their realm, Hovo Nasotec. However, this was something that their realm did when it entered eternal return. The creation of a universe was very different however. This was something intentional and not common for their people. However, it was not something outside of their power to contribute to.

Among the commotion, the big black dog that rest itself outside of the collective group watched on. It did not much move other than motion its eyes towards speaking parties. Periodically the dog would glance over particular party members within the cosmic group. But nothing changed, nor did he seemed interested in moving until his presence was known.

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Re: From Nothingness We Create.... (Cosmic Entities ONLY)

on Fri Sep 01, 2017 12:08 am
AVOIDED!?
VERBOTEN...IZBEGNATA...VERHRNNERT...ZWROTY!?

The Messenger looked on to the ship looming overhead. An obvious presence of hatred and rage filling the space between the being and structure. Such simple redirection was not enough to appease the sudden loss of so many realms. A small number containing such pure source of life...and what was gained out of this loss? A single barren space that presented the idea of possibility...

A sudden snap shattered the quiet as The Messengers neck broke sideways, her head laying off sideways on her shoulder, a painful and labored breathing escaped her lungs even though she did not truly breathe.


A few steps were taken by a distant, not-too-familiar presence, the Gravedigger. She had a face about her that seemed both distracted and intrigued by the puppy dog nearby. After allowing her hand to sift through the flow of dark liquid, collecting a single, not too blemished limb from Mother's Blood, she worked her way closer and closer to the puppy dog, waving what appeared to be a slightly decayed right arm. The Gravedigger gave a few hollow whistles with her crooked grin as she waved the arm around.

...'ere boey, cute lil' bow'ow.

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Re: From Nothingness We Create.... (Cosmic Entities ONLY)

on Fri Sep 01, 2017 12:09 am
[~|~]The6 grew silent hearing that all of those gathered have decided on aiding in the creation of the new universe. However interjecting against the will of so many would be foolishness. Though silent to those gathered within the confine of their vessel The6 disgust among themselves of the current change in plans. "We did not foresee such actions to transpire so quickly. Shall we proceed?" Eri questioned. "This is nothing more than a minor setback."
The voice came from the being known as Reighn. For every Templar of races within the cosmos those of the K.lyuizzz (cue-licks) are held at the highest of respect. "We shall achieve our goals either way. The birth of a new shall march in an era for which our guidance shall be absolute. This shall also keep those that stand against us busy. Remember that this is only the second phase of our plan. This shall exceed our schedule and we can prepare." With a simultaneous nod of agreement The6 welcomed the idea of the other universal entities aid.

Seliitoren's gaze traveled towards Sonau's direction. The outer frame belong to her but the one present is an entity she has longed desired to meet with. "The lose of such wellspring may be dissatisfying now, but gaze unto the possibilities presented." Seliitoren's words spoken were ancient and should only be deciphered by the Brothers and Mother alike. Seliitoren's expression of reassurance is accompanied with a smile. An act very rarely witnessed. Seliitoren then turns her attention towards the brothers. "In preparation for this we're going to need to erupt a spark of life. As well as releasing A FIRST. Do either of you happen to have a catalog of perfect Avatars to use for this?" As Seliitoren prepared for creation Syynslair watched on in silence. Her eyes gazed upon those gathered but her attention remained on The6 and their ship. From within it she felt many. Easily over a million different beings on board and of them there is one from which alerted her most. Syynslair couldn't fully identify who it is. The shielding of their ship is phenomenal. It has truly been ages since Syynslair wasn't able to bypass a barrier. Steadfast she remained, for whomever it is triggering her senses must be of some sort of importance.[~|~]

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Re: From Nothingness We Create.... (Cosmic Entities ONLY)

on Fri Sep 01, 2017 12:09 am
The two brothers listened quietly as Seliitoren spoke. With their faceless visage, it proved impossible to figure what they thought of the question that she had asked of them both. Only the tapping of Ivan’s’ finger upon his faceplate where one would imagine his mouth to be was the indicator of his deep thought. Grunting emitted from Isaac in his deep thought, as he tried to think of an answer to Seliitorens question. The two remained quiet for a little bit of time, surely making Seliitoren wait for an answer.

At a moment, Isaac turned to his twin brother and asked something rather unspecific, something only the two of them knew the like of,

“What about them?”

“No, Brother,”

Ivan responded as he focus turned to his brother.

“What do you mean no, they are the bringers of life across the multiverse and even our own.”

“Yes, but they have not existed since the first age.”

“You and I both know well enough that it can be pulled from the multiverse.”

“Do you realize the sorts of danger that could bring to our well being?”

“You or I alone, yes. But think about it.”

“You surely aren’t suggesting…”

“Well, we have all of the right conditions. Surely we were meant to do this. How rare are we, true twins, perfectly born with a shared strength of both ends of our people.”

“You are right; we do have the appropriate conditions within this space. But, it is a danger to those all who exist in time.”

“That is why the both of us are needed.”

Ivan sighed, knowing what his brother was suggesting. He then turned to Seliitoren and spoke frankly,

“There is a way to create a bringer of life, an ancient people. A people that predates even my brother and I. They have long since been extinct in our world. But we can pull remnants of their existence across the multiverse. These remnants can be pulled together to form one single being, a being that will breathe a primordial life even to dead worlds. People of our world called them Vitaeum. The produced life while the Amperrium were the keepers of the dead.”

Ivan would stop for a moment, realizing he was speaking of a history outside of Hovo Nasotec  could never know.

“For you see, at the birth of our realm, the living and the dead held no separation. The dead and the living existed together. To govern those dead, the Vitaeum sacrificed their lives as a species to create that separation, where the Amperrium guarded its entrance.”

Ivan would look away for a moment as he noticed the Messenger drawing near to what looked like a rather large black dog lying in the distance of empty space. However, it was not long before the dog had gotten to its feet, defensively growling at the Messenger, providing a warning of the unwelcomed approach.

“You see, the existence of the multiverse is due to my world. When our world dies out, it is created a new. What is left of our old world is sent off and thus creates a new universe. My world, we are eternally reborn into a repeated existence. What happens between may be different, but what happens in the beginning and the end is always the same. However, in the end, these remnants that forge these universes, they have traces of all that existed prior, even the Vitaeum.”


Ivan paused for a moment before he continued,

"However, the only way for it to be done, would require my brother and I to perform two separate rituals, simultaneously performed to make this happen. It is incredibly dangerous, even for a Seccuvus. It would be a matter of tampering with time outside the existence of time. It is only plausible due to this void we stand in now."

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on Fri Sep 01, 2017 12:10 am
Even with Seliitoren's attempt to calm the being within The Messenger, there was no avail in squelching such a significant loss. The Messenger's form contorted further until a loud snap exploded from her, the arm ruptured clear off as an unending stream of dark liquid poured out from the opening. This liquid suddenly began to shape and steady itself, forming into a dark slender arm that lead to an end with smooth fingers. The skin seemed wet but unreflective of anything about it. The Messenger raised this hand before her twisted face. Beads of the same liquid pouring out her eyes and mouth. She closed this new fist as a deep pulse echoed out from her center, carrying with it an unending sense of loss, the same she felt.

Each of the Children present gave a notable stare upon The Messenger. This occurrence was unusual in itself, they had seen many abominations of Blood Well, and yet, the oddity resided in such a pure form from something as disordered as The Messenger.

It was the Gravedigger who tilted her head and looked over to the wolf, whispering...

...'ey dhere dhearest...d'nt yah be snahpin at meh.

Her grin twisted up as she flung over her shoulder a large and rather sharp looking shovel that seemed to be covered in a varying assortment of teeth and fangs.

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Re: From Nothingness We Create.... (Cosmic Entities ONLY)

on Fri Sep 01, 2017 12:10 am
[~|~]Hearing of this ritual of creation intrigued Seliitoren for it is knowledge from which she hadn't come by. Not knowledge of creation but rather knowledge of how The Seccuvus dealt with creation for there are more than a single way this process of creation can be achieved. After all, The6 were planning on doing their own way of creation and Seliitoren herself is knowledgeable of three ways. Glancing briefly towards The Messenger, Seliitoren confirmed that MOTHER is already in preparation. Other entities gathered also prepare to assist in the creation of this new perfect universe. Seliitoren turns back towards the brother saying, "Please begin. With all those gathered you have nothing to fear. Whatever sort of mishaps that would normally occur shall not be an issue for it isn't only by Your hands life shall be formed." Turning from the brothers Seliitoren addresses all that have gathered. Speaking both verbally as well as mentally, in perfect clarity in all tongues and forms of communication, "We've all heard the story so we know what needs to be done. All shall have their influence on this new universe. Let Us Begin."

From the giant vessel of The6 Sceeth appeared again speaking to all. "Upon out ship we hold a fragment of The Silthl Shard Crystal each of the twenty-six universes that were destroyed. With these fragments we can connect the pieces and create a new whole crystal. It shall be the Atlus marking the center of the new universe. We will assemble it now for placement." The Silthl Shard Crystal, Seliitoren once had the honor of studying it many a millennium ago. Only one is ever allowed in a single universe. With these being fragment collected from the twenty-six destroyed universes it'll hold not only the memories of those universe but also allow for a bonding in which has never been done before. Such a bonding will be able to link many realms together allowing for some interesting influences to this new universe. Just the thought of all the possibilities and promise excited Seliitoren into smiling. With this Seliitoren began to focus her powers and magicks in order to shape and create anew.[~|~]

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Re: From Nothingness We Create.... (Cosmic Entities ONLY)

on Fri Sep 01, 2017 12:11 am
Ivan and Isaac would look to each other in confirmation. What they were about to do was completely experimental and never before done. This was treading new territory all together. It was the intentional fabrication and creation of a universe forged from the fragments of others. In normal cases, Universes were the natural byproduct of an event. In some ways, this was no different. However, what the two brothers were hoping to do was to accelerate this process, acting as the catalyst to what had an indefinite period of time to occur.

The first steps were going to be the most difficult process. Even if this place they all remained in was a void, the existence of two separate time fields under one plain of being. First and foremost, the only thing anchoring anyone’s perception of time was the fact that the two brothers were present. If one was going to dilate their own, it would pose a potentially high danger to those not accustomed to it. Mortals could easily wither away in seconds.

That was where Isaac came into play; he was going to establish a fixed time field with everyone, with the exception of Ivan. With his hands raised before him, he established the influence of the Seccuvus’ power, his Temporal Prism. It is said to be a fragment of the all mighty Seccuvus himself. A fragment gifted to all pure of birth of his kind. Drifting away from his hands, it would continue until it was several yards from his position. When it did stop, Isaac would shape with his index fingers and thumbs, a rectangle. The colorless and transparent prism illuminated with a soft blue glow in doing this. Suddenly, everything around him and all others possessed this same blue hue.

At this time, Ivan would drift outside of the influence of the magical field that Isaac was establishing. Turning to Seliitoren for a moment, Ivan would mention one simple ground rule,

“Whatever you do, do not allow yourself or any others to fall outside of my brothers’ time field.”

Isaac would add on to his brothers’ comment towards Seliitoren,

“That is unless you want to no longer exist.”


Diverting his focus back onto the task, Isaac would place his hands together, specifically making sure his left index and his right them never separated from each other until both of his palms met each other, evening out his fingers to remain symmetrical.  From there, he created a diamond shape with his hands, the fingers at the top of the shape, and the thumbs creating the lower part of the shape. Keeping his middle, ring, and pinky fingers stationary, while his thumbs and index fingers never parted from their pair, he would allow the two sets to meet each other, creating the shape of a lemniscate with his index and thumbs. From this he mustered up the power from the Temporal Prism to establish within the field actual time. Isaacs’ chest rose as he took a deep breath in. From here, the Temporal prism erected a light field across the space, establishing a platform all could stand on. The light itself was reminiscent of a clock face.

Time finally fixed for all others, Ivan could finally perform his own ritual. Releasing his own Temporal Prism with one hand, he would outstretch a hand towards the others, as he felt for the Silthl shards that had been present. For his ritual he was going to need them for the moment, since they were the only thing currently existing that still tied to the multiverse. The moment they were brought into the void, he had the sensation of their presence. As though he were pulling on invisible strings with his fingers, the shards shot out towards him, seemingly unaffected by any obstacle in its way, in no way interacting like matter would, but almost ghost like.

Now, within his proximity, Ivan shaped his index fingers and thumbs too as a lemniscate, only the remaining fingers of his would be pointed directly up, systematically parallel with one another. This established an open field of time, affecting everything outside of Isaacs’ field of influence. However, as soon as his right hand fingers fanned inwards, although not initially obvious, time began to rapidly dilate by several thousand years a second. Ivan remained there unmoved for some time; an onlooker may have felt as if it were nearly ten minutes in their prospective.

Straining out the fanned fingers back to their previous position, he would stop the dilation, happy with the result of his aging, he would twist his wrists so that his fingers were now pointing downwards, the second step to his ritual was now going to begin. This step was the most important part. At first, a few dial glyphs would appear around Ivan as he started the scripting of his spell. But it did not take long before the creation of more dial glyphs started appearing. Outside of the time field that Isaac created, surrounding Ivan himself first, and then around the field nearing into the hundreds of symbols. It was now obvious why Ivan needed to dilate himself; he needed it to muster up the knowledge and strength to conjure such a spell.

Several deep breaths were made before he finally dropped his hands from the hand gesture he once held. Resting for a moment, he then raised his hands back into a clasp together. He slide his palms past each other and around each other until the backs of his hands were touching each other curling his fingers and thumbs into c shapes on both hands other than his index fingers which both remained upright. Extending his reach towards the shards he took before, what looked like written data began to extract from them , as the shards formed a circle, rotating faster and faster. The data collected in the two c shapes that Ivan had created, until they established the size of golf balls. When that had happened, he parted his hands, merging both balls of data into a larger sphere, as it gave off such a blinding light, it felt as though it were like staring directly into the sun. Data still poured from the shards, collecting onto the ball of light. It took some time before the data stopped flooding into the ball. When it did, the light slowly began to dim. Slowly, visibility of Ivan was returning, and from the looks, Ivan was obviously looking rather exhausted. When the light finally faded, a walnut sized seed in the shape of a diamond shard was what remained. Ivan grasped it into his hand and all of the glyphs faded away, his prism returning to him and seemingly melting into his palm. He made his way towards Everyone else, drifting carefully, as Isaac dropped his time field, his own Temporal Prism returning to him similarly to his brother.

When he grew closer, the alloys of his armor were very obviously aged, not rusted, but clearly aged. It was the only actual indication that he indeed dilated time onto himself. He looked towards Seliitoren, and spoke, now with a relatively older sounding voice,

“It is done.”

He outstretched the hand that grasped the seed he created towards her,

“When we create this new universe, we will plant this on the universes center; it will create a once dead species that breathes life.”


Isaac would grab ahold of his brother as Ivan nearly collapsed from the task he had just done.

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Re: From Nothingness We Create.... (Cosmic Entities ONLY)

on Fri Sep 01, 2017 12:12 am
So unsettled...so perpetually unstained. The vague notion of how space so saturated in light without a source only created slight interest in the being of The Messenger. What was spoken was simply confined to a passing thought. It was not that the being was uninterested in the formation of a new universe, it was the fact of the matter that the twenty-six prior were simply forgotten. The form of the Messenger was maintained as best as possible as the Seccuvus brothers performed their show. The faces of the Blood Well Children were of varying levels of intrigue. Some would Oooo, others would Ahhhh, but the Messenger would stare placidly into nothing as her own eyes fell away and remained as colorless dark orbs without pupils. The liquid would fall away as the endless flow cascaded towards nothing...how much had entered the void? It was a question that held no accurate answer. The being was becoming impatient. Just as all hope was lost, it seemed the brothers finally completed their task.

A life-giving seed was formed...so pure...so full of promise...it sickened the being within the Messenger. Forming nothing but a reminder of what birthed the foundations of a past life.

As the field faded and the brothers reunited...another deep and cascading pulse shot out of the center of the Messenger, splitting her torso in half. The body cracked loudly and fell backwards past was the normal human form should. Even the Gravediggers jaw seemed to part at this unusual sight. A slow and coarse breath left the Messenger's lips as the dark tendrils of Mother's Blood seemed to begin moving in unnatural directions from this form. They would rise up in rivers, fall to the side like rolling waves, they would spiral down as if growing roots. Their direction was unknown, but a single desire was the ultimate goal.

Deep within the thoughts of the being seemed a single echo, and that was purely a whispered notion that involved the life-giving seed.

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