Before the Forge of Creation ever existed, I was already there, I remember the beginning of awareness and finding nothing else aware of me.
Not the Specie's that would come later, shaped from the laws I had written to shape the empty Verse. They called themselves Celestialsapien, I had no name so I name myself First Celestialsapien.
They believed themselves supreme, they believed the Forge of Creation was the apex. They were not wrong, they simply didn't know that frame had a ceiling… and that I stood above it.
Existence every thread, every law, every contradiction ran along my thoughts like dust drifting through. That should have been enough but it wasn't.
I saw beings struggle, fight, hope, break, choose. The tiny specie's, desperate noise of free will fascinated me more than any Omniverse mechanism. Creation was loud with their wanting and I found, to my surprise, that I envied them.
A desire formed, dangerous but simple. I wanted to step down to be close to the noise.
So, I shifted my awareness outward, and the barriers of mine Omniverse parted without resisting, making room for something they could never contain.
Beyond the infinite reality, another reality stirred, the Marvel omniverse, vast and layered with a different logic.
Marvel a place dense with will, heroism, tragedy, its own kind of controlled chaos. But entry required courtesy. Even I respect another Creator's reality.
A presence appeared infront of me, We faced each other without shape or form.
Our meeting wasn't even a conversation it was two infinite principles recognizing that another existed.
The First Celestialsapien formed a thought complex enough to collapse languages, but simple enough for a human reader to feel:
"I want to enter your Creation.The Creator of this reality."
The One Above All replied with equal clarity, not granting permission just answering a statement with another truth.
"If you wish to enter this Reality," the One Above All continued, "you cannot do so as you are. Your presence would unmake my creation simply by existing."
"I know, that's why I want your permission to incarnate in one of your reality."
The One Above All extended a hand of pure light with an invitation.
One Above All said. "Very well, seal your overwhelming power within yourself, Fellow Creator and you can descend upon my Reality."
I touched One Above All essence, his reality shuddered, reality formed later by layer, until the infinite became finite, I condensed into a single fragile spark.
One Above All released the spark into his reality, spark began to roam around the infinite universe as it please! Perhaps not getting a suitable universe to settle.
It formed a new universe, at the edge of countless universe and started it's own timeline with it's rules, law's making it existence unique among the countless universe.
Stars erupted like scattered embers. Nebulae folded into spirals. Gravity wove the cosmos into motion.
Billions of years passed, with the constant forming of energy, The first Celestials emerged from conceptual pressure formed at the meeting point of raw creation energy and cosmic law. They rose as titanic silhouettes of living geometry, bodies shaped by the new universe's physics, minds shaped by laws that Spark had once written long before.
The Celestials looked upon the universe and instinctively understood their purpose: to expand, shape, plant, and judge, but the universe was not content with only them.
Deep in the glittering bands of stellar, another phenomenon stirred.
Where Celestials were sculptors of galaxies, fragments of the spark essence seeded something different raw possibility crystallised into creatures that did not mirror Marvel's cosmic entities nor fully resemble the Celestialsapiens of his origin. They were proto-sapien forces of potential: nebulous beings capable of evolving powers based on environmental laws, continuously shifting like sketches awaiting completion.
These "Shapers," as later beings would call them, drifted from world to world. On barren planets they remained dormant. On fertile ones they adapted, transforming to align with the planet's conditions. A desert world might produce a race with sand-hardened exoskeletons; a gas giant might birth buoyant energy-based organisms. Each adaptation echoed the diversity of alien species that would one day define universes far from here.
The Celestials observed this new phenomenon. They saw that these beings were not threats but necessary life forms, they let them spread.
Eventually, the Celestials began their grand project: the creation of worlds full of potential. Their armor-clad forms descended into cosmos, creating planets, carving continents, stabilizing unpredictable cosmic flows.
Galaxies rotated. Stars lived and died. Entire species rose and vanished. The universe matured.
On one distant Galaxy, still cooling from its last planetary upheaval a Shaper fragment reacted violently with the planet's magnetic field, splitting into thousands of microscopic motes. Each mote became a potential ancestor: organisms capable of mutation, adaptation, and evolution beyond ordinary patterns. It was life that would one day be studied by gods and feared by conquerors.
And high above all of this, sealed within the universe's deepest law, the Spark drifted silently, waiting for a suitable moment to be incarnate into the existence.
The moment consciousness would bloom again, not as a Creator, but as something wonderfully limited.
Life moved forward. Timelines branched. Celestials continued their grand design. The Shapers evolved into unique species. Entire civilizations rose from Galaxy to Planets.
And in the quiet between two heartbeats of cosmic expansion, the spark finally found its cradle in a womb of human mother situated in a universe now full of stories waiting to collide.
It descent upon the womb, Soon, A child would soon be born, carrying no awareness of the cosmic vastness he once inhabited.
A child who would live, learn, fall, and rise without knowing the cosmic truth beneath his skin.
A legend whose story will echo through time, remembered by all who come after.
So, what are you waiting for? Grab some popcorn, settle in, and witness a tale unlike any other one that will stay with your memories.