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đź”· Subject: GENESISÂ
🔹 Classification: Prime EventÂ
🔹 Origin Vector: Planet Rhyldar, Sector: Unclassified Pre-CelestialÂ
> "Mana did not explode into being. It breathed. Genesis is not a myth. It is a constant, the zero point from which all arcana charts expand."Â
> — Data Fragment, Thought-Seer Corven, 7E-00391
 Damien was stressed more than usual.
The lunch rush hour had peaked about an hour ago, yet it wasn't slowing and it was becoming overwhelming which is a very rare occurrence so rare that since he had begun working here about a year ago, he's never experienced it before.
"Damien, table 4 and 7 are still expecting their orders. Be fast about it," a co-worker Chris informed Damien as he passed by him while he was attending to a pair of angry customers.
Damien exhaled sharply, wiped the sweat from his brow, and picked up the pace. The clinking of cutlery, the constant sizzling from the kitchen, and the all-round impatience in the air blended to create a chaotic symphony which just pressed more on his nerves.
But still it felt quite off, it was like everyone was driven into a frenzy, even the animals were being crazy like something was agitating them, working them up. Customers were unusually irritable, staff were snappier than normal, and even the animals outside were frantic. Birds darted in flight paths that made no sense. A stray cat hissed at nothing.
And then it happened.
The world exhaled for the first time and so Genesis began.
The world became infused with mana so potent that it was very clearly visible, it shimmered in the air like a kaleidoscope of waves. Damien froze, so bewildered that what he assumed happened was that all the stress finally broke him and he was hallucinating. But when he looked all round, he could see everyone looking around in both wonder and fear. For it was beautiful and mesmerizing but it was foreign and clearly not natural.
Then the shift happened.
One moment he was standing in the restaurant the next he was standing in what he could only describe as the void.
Damian Hayes had seen a lot of things in his 23 years of life but this was topping that list and it was by a very wide margin. If not for the discipline cultivated during his four-year military service, he might have screamed though he did gasp softly.
Then he heard it
The cries of surprise and panic, surprised he turned and he saw people appearing all around him in the void first the people in the restaurant then more, faces he could recognize like the woman who sold flowers across the street, and many more he couldn't, teenagers in school uniforms, a man in a delivery uniform.
A hundred, two, three and before he knew it the count had surpassed what he could guess. It felt as if the entire Earth had been pulled into the void alongside him.
And then the Sol Solar system became visible in his vision. It was so breathtaking and abrupt that the entire multitude of people became silenced on witnessing this. No one moved or talked, all just watched.
Mana made the entire system glow with mana.
The change began small, almost imperceptibly, but it soon became obvious the sun was growing and it was pushing the planets further away from it with great speed so much so that every single planet and non-stellar body collided with each other and with the increased heat of the sun, they became flying meteors that soon came together to form one giant cluster.
Once the sun was done growing by about 100x, the mana flowed more intently and completely suffused the giant cluster which separated into two shapes. Soon it became visible again a new earth and moon, one where the earth had grown to about 50x its previous size and the moon 25x its previous size.
Massive. Glorious. Unmistakably Alive.
Humanity watched in stunned silence. The entire process had gone on for about 20 hours, yet most hadn't noticed so entranced and awed by the transformation and being sustained by the mana itself.
And then… something else stirred.
It was not a god.
Not a voice.
Not even a word.
It was a feeling.
The first awakening...
of the Will of the World.
Faint, yet profound. It didn't come with a voice, but it spoke to everyone all at once—reaching directly into their minds. It didn't shout. It simply was.
And then, it began to speak.
"You are not dead, nor have you been harmed, you have been moved."
People looked around, startled. The words echoed inside them—not heard, but felt. Unmistakable. Unified.
"The planet you once lived on has been reborn. The system you knew has changed. The Earth has been remade, and so have its laws."
Damien's breath caught in his throat.
"Mana now flows freely through the new world. It is no longer hidden. It is part of everything—air, land, sea... and you."
Gasps spread across the crowd. Some people clutched their heads. Others fell to their knees in disbelief.
"This is Genesis, the beginning of a new age. You are the pioneers of this new age"
A silence followed. Heavy and vast, as if the universe itself had paused to make room for what had just been said.
"You will not return to the world you knew. That world has ended."
"This world is your new home. You will grow in it, survive in it, or fall to it."
The voice was not cruel, but it carried no emotion. Only truth.
"You are witness to this because you belong to what comes next."
A pause followed. Heavy. Final.
"More will be explained in time. For now, remember: you are alive, you are changed, and your journey is only just beginning."
The presence faded. The connection broke.
But the silence that followed was louder than anything Damien had ever heard.
He looked up at the vast new Earth and the glowing Moon beside it. The mana still shimmered in the air. People all around him were stunned—confused, scared, quiet.
Damien swallowed.
This wasn't a dream.
This wasn't temporary.
This was real.
And it had only just begun.