“Good-bye my friend,” Munkar said, looking at the sky. “And you too, Lady,” he said with a nod to the black haired girl, who smiled warmly and waved. One beat of his wings- and Munkar was gone as well, and the last of Ambriel and his world vanished into nonexistence.
There seemed to be a shift in all of the worlds at once… as if someone was marking down a point, and keeping score.
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This is a story about gods, and the world. Not just one world, but all of them. For gods can walk from one time period to another, from one possible universe to any alternate reality, from one planet to the next, as easily as humans can walk from room to room- for gods exist in all these places at once.
In the beginning, there were very few such beings. They created humanity, and the first three worlds, and they wrote the Story from beginning to end, and set it into motion.
The first of these beings claimed that humankind would exist through the entirety of the Story, while the second said they would fail. They made reality into their contest, and from realms which could visited by no one- god or otherwise, they slept, and in their dreams, they watched.
Humanity created the other gods, things like Bastet, and Jupiter, and Frida, who would live, sustained on faith and worship, for gods are far from immortal- though they are ageless.
Recently, in fact, many of them have died. This is the cause of much concern, because just as they cannot exist without humanity… humanity will fail without them, and the Second would win the contest that was begun at the beginning of time.
Now, many of the gods begin to express concern, for it is known by most of them, that if the Second is to win the contest of the universe, then their kind will fall apart as easily as humanity’s.
They begin to move, and act, and investigate in one last effort to understand the First and the Second, their contest, and the fate of all- for it is the fear of many, that the Story is nearing its final chapter.
17-Nov-2014 00:15:01
