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The threads between time and space, are vast and endless
The ties between one moment and the next, unbreakable.
And there, within the infinite space between two seconds
There lay a cocoon. An egg in the vast and endless elseness.
That egg, so pure, so warm. Wrapped with the love of the strongest
bonds imaginable, was home to a creature of mixed origins.
There was child, unborn to the world, filled with the endless
possibility of light and goodness. And yet with a soul blacker
then the elseness that surrounded that place of warmth.
And so within that darkness, the cocoon's warmth filled the child
just as the souls darkness struggled against the warmth.
It is a funny thing, the struggle between love and hate.
In such a battle, no matter what side you exist on, it
is impossible to come out unscathed. Were you the darkest
evil, small bits of love will still infect yours being
Were you the most loving of all essences, a blackness
would still taint your shine. And so it was in this
place. Not immediately, no. But slowly, over a time that,
by the very nature of this realm, could not be measured
for perhaps it was but a moment, perhaps thousands of
millenia within the true world where the living reside,
But regardless of how much time was in fact passed,
that darkness ate away at that cocoon.
It was odd, entaris was one that was so dark that
he feared no taint the light could put upon his soul.
So filled with hatred that even an infinite burst of
love could not hope to scratch the depth of his
workings. But now he could feel it, that chance of warmth
within him...it was this body. This body confused his
being... But it was no matter. For the warmth filling
the body was exactly the same reason his darkness
was able to taint the love that bound him...
And then one day, the last layer of that bubble was
warn away, and into the elseness he drifted.
Luckily his power was such that even in this unborn state
he could muster enough a force to protect his
undeveloped body from the endlessness of this
realm. Though nothing else could he manage in his
current state...pathetic really.
and then suddenly there was blinding light, and frigid cold...
nothingness...
He was unable to find his way to true consciousness...And yet he
could feel himself changing, as though he were growing stronger...
not mentally...not spiritualy...but...were he able to describe
himself in terms of belonging to a body...physically...
Where was he? His senses could not quite grasp it...His senses
seemed not to function at all...Even the basics of the dark
force power he had possessed for an eternity of time seemed
beyond him currently...
...blackness...
The sense of true sight...not just perceived through his ability
to sense the living force, as had been his version of sight in the past
but a true vision...blinding light, tingling in his...limbs...
Even when he had possessed the bodies of others, he had not felt these
sensations, just rudimentary memories of what the sensations may have
been.
He...heard... The mumbling of some language his mind refused to wrap itself
around...
...Emptiness...
His eyes snapped open and he sat up in a start. The body seemed stable
he was in a tube, scientists that he recognized vaguely gathered round him
pointing towards him and then mumbling and pointing at various charts.
And then once more...there was nothing...
He woke again, on a small, cold, metallic bed, within a small, simple, metallic room.
His body was that of a 12 year old, if he could guess... based on the reflection
he saw in the perfectly polished, and overly unellogant mirror upon his wall.
There were drugs in his system, he could feel there unnatural taint within him...
they were continuing to alter his body, perhaps he was still growing, perhaps
there were other experiments, but he didn't like it...dint like this trapt feeling
this unbearable feeling of being...alive...this was not what he had craved...
and so to, he could not understand...he could feel his power within himself
but he could not understand how to use it...
He screamed into the night...and darkness overcame... And a new mind joined
with his own...his essence suddenly became altered, and he knew...
he was no longer himself, he was a mere piece of the larger mental puzzle
that he had become...a large piece, but only a piece non-the less...Awake...who am i...Ent...no...that is not me...that is...i Do not know...Siratnewhy? what does it mean? why Siratne?Because it is what we...you.... It is what I am... I am you, you are me...
and we...we are Siratne... we we're once Entaris... But now. we shall be a new
scourge on this world...Siratne?yes...Siratne, I am born... I am alive...And i am filled with the darkness of the
entire universe...look onto me with dread...For I soon come...
[ 01-02-2007 11:27 PM: Message edited 1 time, lastly by Siratne ]
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