I have made a grave mistake, in my desire not to interfere I have forgotten my frightening strength. In my simple joy of observing the seedlings I have regrettably induced them to the fitful bursts of my power. I have given them the right to evolve, to progress, to learn and adapt. How can simple observance have such an effect, what weak creatures. How unfortunate, I wanted simply to be an observer, to watch as they crumbled or learned to kill a god. But now I must regrettably watch over them to a higher extent.
Over these few days they have grown more. They are just like many living creatures they need to grow, consume and defecate food. These days have been mundane as I watch them build civilization. Walls now protect them from atrocities on top of the high elevation of the mountain. Despite that I continued to watch, and I was indeed grateful for my decision. It was incredible, it was terrifying but my presence simply didn't just affect the seedlings but Duniah herself. In between the clouds came forth a ghastly creature, once more incomplete but this time it had wings it glided in between the mountains and dove straight down into a seedling taking her life. It was amazing, the break of humdrum let me witness the original joys I had seen within the seedlings. Their mortality is one that fights against divinity.
For I am a deity who shall bring forth the future indiscriminately. I shall rain my supremacy over my subjects.
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They gave their mountain top a name, Forfasen, how horrid. But I wish not to intervene. The minuscule nation of Forfasen grew rapidly. Towers of oak and stone, farms of corp, homes of hay and birch, and more scatter the mountain top. In their eternal darkness their flames that illuminated their homes were a speck of gold in the pitch black. The next few days were ones of satisfaction, many more winged beasts circle the mountain taking lives one after another. And then my eyes widened, my heart raced, my desire for entertainment had been satiated. One of the seedlings, named by his people "Trone" leaped high an impossible height beyond the capabilities of these seeds. In his leap he slaughtered many flying demons, his eyes radiated fury and his stigma glowed red responding to the blood lust of its wielder. But once more my hopes failed me, Trone's feet had been blown apart by his own strength. He died at the pinnacle of the mountain, with the corpses of the monsters staining the snow red. His blood mixed with that of the monsters and he held his blade at the sky, as if he could see me. As if he was challenging me, the mere implication of a challenge amused me. For the daring act of raising your sword against a God I shall grant your people my gift.
I reached below laying my hands slightly away from the palm of the beyond and dropped a drop of my essence. Surrounded by a miniature gathering of trees lays the answers to the future.
I Weileya, the God of Progression, have granted you, the seedlings of the beyond, the gift of infinite possibilities. Now yield to my command and seek out my gift for it will give your frail bodies the opportunity to ascend into the warriors you are destined to be.
I did not simply hand them the gift, nor of its existence or knowledge but I have made it sufficiently clear that to stay idle within the safety of the mountains will bring nothing but disaster. May my seedlings make me proud.
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"Thats it, there's no more?" questioned Yuno while he sat on his desk the pages floating around him.
Just as he was about to reread the pages, his phone buzzed. It was Captain Hiro, Yuno answered in a hurry.
"Good news, looks like we actually killed that thing this time." said Captain Hiro scoffing
"You feeling better? That wasn't much of a beginner-friendly hunt, per se."
Yuno blinked, and the images flowed into his eyes—the decapitated bodies of his friends. Friends? he questioned, as he had barely gotten to know them, but having to take their lives in some twisted way made him feel closer to them. It was a feeling of comfort, yet one of eerie nausea. The blood, the screams, the flames that scorched his fingers, the smoke that burned his eyes—it was like the fall of Orion. He gagged as his imagination reminded him of his slaughter. Even if the ones he had killed were already dead, their blood seemed to seep into his pores, and he could still feel it. It dripped and hung between his body hairs; their screams rang in his ears, and eyes stared at him from heads that no longer lay upon shoulders. The food he had eaten that day finally shot up his throat, and his gagging and nausea made him rush to the bathroom.
Throwing up on the toilet, sprawled down on the floor, he could hear his Captain Hiro on the phone calling him.
He had failed to realize his adrenaline had just finally run out. The lack of fear and outrageous amount of ambition that had infected him had finally subsided. His mind was finally accepting what had truly occurred. He continued to throw up until his stomach was empty, but his gagging wouldn't stop. His headache worsened, and sweat dripped from his hair. The goosebumps on his arms and legs pointed towards the roof, and his breathing heightened.
"Yuno, hey Yuno, is everything okay?" came the voice over the phone.
Before Yuno could string together a response, he managed to flush the toilet, crawl out, and make it to his table where he was sitting. He couldn't stop seeing their faces—the flames, the fire. His eyes darted in their sockets; the bedsheets, walls, and furniture in his room merged with the scenes of the battlefield. He launched his head onto the chair he had been sitting on only a couple of minutes ago. His heartbeat was so loud he was sure Captain Hiro could hear it. He reached for the phone on the floor, but he couldn't; he collapsed face first on the carpet.
"Hey Yuno, hey" came a familiar voice alongside violent finger snapping right in his ears.
Yuno jolted awake, taking deep breaths and scanning his surroundings. He was in the library, Ane was staring at him annoyed. She had the world map on her hands and piles of books on the table in front of her. Yuno squinted his eyes, trying to piece together what had happened, he could have sworn he had passed out. He rubbed his forehead and with a confused look fixed his posture with a stretch.
"Hey, what were you saying about that diary you found again with that palm thing" asked Ane
"I was saying. Uh huh" mustered Yuno
What he could have sworn he had already had this conversation before with Ane, right before the festival. A dream? No. Yuno felt around him, the table was too real, the smells too strong for it to be a dream. De javu? Maybe. His headache subsided so he went to answer Ane's question.
"Ah, yeah. The diary said something about the palm of the beyond creating life." answered Yuno
"Well look, look at the world map, it's literally like an imprint. Some areas are still not really filled in on this map, cause it's old but you can see it right. You can see the general shape." said Ane
"Yeah, uh yeah I can" answered Yuno who was confident he had already had this conversation before.
"Yuno tell me more, how did you get these pages, this is so exciting. Yuno, I may seem like a primp proper by the book type of researcher. But to tell you the truth, the unknown is far more interesting. The loose threads, the mysteries, the conspiracy. I want to prove the impossible." Said Ane with the biggest gleam in her eyes.
Her passion was intensely visible, causing Yuno to chuckle under his breath and smile letting himself calm down. By the time he could finish taking his breath, Ane had already gotten up and plunged herself in the maze of book shelves. But this time she also took out a large binder from her bag. Scattering the pile of books on the table, she had seemingly created a wall of books at the edge of the table.
"Now look, Yuno, what I'm about to tell you is private. This doesn't go beyond this discussion. Somethings are bigger than they seem"
Her tone was serious, and her voice transparently silent.
"Yeah okay what is it" said Yuno
Ane took you a pentagon shaped object, it was thin but looked heavy. She placed it in the middle of the table. She hovered her hands over the object causing it to glow a dim green. Yuno leaned in to get a better look at the object. It had runic symbols etched on it, none that Yuno recognised as languages used in modern society.
"It's an artifact, it's like a storage device. Or more like a very large white board. Only I can open it. It was given to me by a Doctor I worked for, though it was empty when he gave it to me. Professor Shean of Cetus. He researches the curse of the nether. But he found this on one of his expeditions, and gave it to me as a gift when he came to Ara, where I was stationed to help him write up the absurdly long paper. I never saw him after that, it's like he vanished along with everyone else who helped write that research paper. You might be asking what about me, well my name wasn't really on this published version so im still here. But that research paper is still alive and can be found pretty easily, so whatever Professor Sean was researching was more than just the curse of the Nether. I found a little bit of his curiosity inside this artifact"
The pentagon expanded its edges and then flew out thousands of pages, newspapers, online websites, books, research papers. The documents surrounded Yuno and Ane, similar to how the pages of the journal floated around Yuno but on a far greater scale. The papers were a combination of Academia and pure nonsense by random people. Then Ane took the binder that was in her bag, and placed it next to one of the floating documents, and the binder stayed in place levitating as if gravity was s foreign concept, it was now a part of the storm of papers. At first Yuno thought Ane was delirious and had an obsession when he glanced through the documents.
"What government agency controls the world?" one title read
"Speaking to the Gods" Read another
"The government, made of alien creatures placed by the gods"
"The five religions of the nations, their origins and historical figures"
"Fall of Orion, opportunity to create world order"
"Orion, the new holy nation of the Verium people?"
"Study on the effects of the nether curse on summoned creatures"
"Study of unnatural mountain formations in the northern hemisphere"
"Where do all the world leaders go? and why is it a forest in the north?"
Then two texts caught Yuno's eye
"The Divine court, exploration on how it came to be" read the title of the research paper and in the subtitle it read:
"The court counsel may be a collection of angles that are related to the 5 gods"
Then the other article
"There is a 6th God, Divine court council tells a contract holder"
At this point Yuno realized that He had evidence of a 6th God. But it was only visible to him, while he contemplated the situation he asked himself why he had never questioned the world around him. For all of existence it seemed like humans had always coexisted with the divine court. They would always appear to fulfill contracts and do as commanded. But how did this relationship start?