Reverse Genesis
In the beginning before light, before space, before even the whisper of time, there was One Soul.
Yes, you heard me correctly.
The Big Bang was not merely an explosion of matter.
It was the shattering of a single, universe-spanning consciousness an amalgamation of trillions of potential lives compressed into one divine being.
When it burst, that grand soul fractured, scattering into countless smaller souls, each drifting into the new cosmos.
Billions of years passed.
Worlds cooled.
Life emerged.
And with it… emotions.
These growing, tangled emotions began to vibrate through each being’s soul, producing the first Echoes, resonant waves shaped by thought, feeling, and identity.
Echoes drifted across the natural world harmlessly… until something unprecedented occurred.
One day, an Echo collided with a dormant cosmic particle.
We now call that particle the primeon.
The impact changed everything.
Echo + primeon = Mana.
The age of sorcery began.
Humanity, ever hungry and fearful, declared a silent race:
Whoever controls Mana controls the world.
Empires rose.
Empires burned.
And in the fires of ambition, something far more dreadful was unleashed.
During an emotional collapse, a soul tearing itself apart, an unstable Echo twisted into a paradoxical state, birthing the first Aberrant.
A black hole not of space, but of soul, devouring all echo and mana around it, and threatening all life.
As humanity struggled with this new terror, other truths crawled out from the darkened corners of our planet.
They were not alone.
Elves with songs that shaped mountains.
Dwarves who forged stars in their forges.
Beastkin whose instincts twisted Echo into raw power.
Dragons whose emotions were so vast their Echoes became natural storms.
Demons whose souls resonated on frequencies we still dare not study.
Humanity, trembling in fear of extinction, made a choice that history remembers with both shame and pride:
They united.
For the first and only time, all human nations formed the Union of Peace, a weaponized alliance to eradicate every other intelligent race.
And they succeeded.
The Age of Races ended.
The Age of Humanity began.
War slowed.
Mana research stabilized.
Aberrant outbreaks were controlled… barely.
The world reached a steady, quiet balance.
Or so we believed.
But history...
History is not shaped by armies.
It is shaped by the foolish, the curious, and the bold.
And so I must now tell you of the three souls who shattered that long silence.
Three who rewrote the laws of Echo and Mana.
Three who turned the world upside down with their creation.
One of them… was me.
