(Meeting the One Above All.)

Chapter four:

What in the hell just happened? Travis screamed in his mind. He started frantically searching his surroundings.

Relax young boy, over here. Said the increasingly familiar voice, chuckling he added. By the way, nice reference, but I doubt many will get it these days.

Feeling a presence above him, Travis turned his perception up and a large entity completely dwarfing him in size by a whole order of magnitude. Within the beings body countless orbs filled with galaxies, nebula's, and cosmic events were all interconnected in a golden web that seemed to radiate life. Amazing Travis thought to himself. Moving backwards to try and behold this entity in it's full, she found that this entity was vaguely human shaped. That's right... what do I even look like right now?

Rather than that, the thing you should concern yourself with is stabilizing your existence.

Said the booming voice, that for some reason made Travis think of his encounter with a guy cosplaying as Thanos.

Stop! Don't imagine it. Instead, eat more. While doing so, think of manifestations or personifications of concepts like Eternity, Order, Chaos, Life, Death, and Oblivion. Said Jack Kirby.

But why? Travis asked him.

Trust me, it's necessary. We all have to do it at one point or another. The sooner you do, the more stable you are. Replied Jack Kirby.

Well alright, Travis turned once again to the swirling mass of his food and started thinking about what eternity means. Eternity to Travis meant... something timeless, going on forever and existing in all points of time. As he thought about it he also thought what would be a representation of it. Timelessness, longevity, frozen in time, but flowing onward, water, solid by flowing. That line of thinking brought him to thinking about eastern mythology a bit. If he remembered correctly, the Chinese deity that represented water, winter, and the nothern direction was...

Xuanwu.

After the utterance of the name, Travis felt a shift in the concept he had consumed. These concepts had not yet affected the energy and mass that were already a part of him. They swirled, separate from the rest. At first it was amorphous, just a large swirling blob of existence and nothingness until it arranged itself and slowly, a whole new being came into view.

A gigantic entity, with four scaly legs, and a angular head and a dome like shell covered in hexagonal plates. Instead of a tail, a snake flowed out from behind it and began to wrap around the shell. Each scale on both the snake and tortoise looked as if the big bang was occuring continuously within them.

Travis looked upon himself, he inwardly, smiled. It looked to him like a giant turtle made up with the cosmos with a snake for a tail. At the same time, it reminded him of the giant lion turtle in Avatar the Last Airbender.

At first he could feel the creators thoughts, Xuanwu looked out into the chaos of creation he found himself in, eyes glowing and radiating cosmic power and roared.

Huh, this is new, definitely non cannon. The entity, Travis started to assume to be Jack Kirby, muttered to no one in particular. Continue, quickly! Jack Kirby said.

But Travis didn't really need the urging. Even without it, he felt like he had begun a process that cannot be stopped. Even with just the inclusion Eternity within himself, although Travis felt a bit more complete, a bit more solid, but it was not enough. He pushed off those thoughts and their implications for a later time and started to comprehend Infinity.

Infinity is possiblity, potential, probability, the unreachable apex. Infinity knows bounds, across universes, timelines, makes the multiverse, strives for higher heights, breaking boundaries, all encompassing all embracing, a mother to possibility, nuturing potential.

Again this line of thought brought Travis to was to eastern mythology. A mother known as the mother of humanity, a race to have infinite potential across time and space. However, the difference between that and Travis's vision was that this particular manifestations will acknowledge the potential of all sapient life rather than just homo sapiens.

Nuwa.

The primordial Chaos, as Travis decided to term it, swirled and compressed once again as a female figure emerged to stand next to Xuanwu, her full height reached the top of his shell. She wore a dress of stars and cosmic dust and a mature, motherly figure. Eyes glowing blue and skin of gold with black hair decorated with nebulous clouds of potential energy. He places a hand on Xuanwu and he begins to rapidly change shape into a man equal in her height. With a body and flowing robe both seemingly made of the cosmos, the man looks upon his new form and nods to his sister and returns to the form of a giant turtle. Travis inwardly remarks that she's already doing her job helping others realize their infinite potential.

Both beings stand beside one another, seemingly waiting for something.

Travis, seeing this begins to think of what Order and Chaos means to him. Chaos means change, violence, an absence of rational thinking, disorder, confusion, flux. Chaos seems to strive about itself ever more in order to bring about evolution and change, it is free as the wind, ferocious, feral, never yielding in it's pursuits like an unsheathed sword.

Chaos is eventually order. As much as order eventually begets chaos. When the destruction and dust settles, what rises is uniformity, rigidity, laws. However, order must also be able to bend and sway, in order to stay rooted and survive the inevitable chaos that tries to destroy it. It is majestic, towering symbols of civilizations and is it's patron, filled with wisdom.

Bailhu Qinglong.

From out of the other, two forms she emerged. One a personifications of the energy Travis is still consuming. In the form of a ferocious and beautiful white tiger and black tiger whose stripes are always changing colors and in flux like energy outside. She roars upon forming and moves to stand beside her siblings. Grinning malevolently in anticipation for the future.

The other is a flash of azure as an immensely long dragon steps out. Every scale perfectly symmetrical and shining with a bright glow, horns like branches or antlers coming out of the top of his head. Seven claws adorn each foot and a majestic mane erupts from behind his head and extends all the way down to his spine and to the end of his tail.

Rather than roar the dragon float's to his siblings exuding the natural aura of a wise, rational, just elder. He looks to Bailhu and snorts derisively. At this the tiger snarls, but with a glare from Xuanwu and Nuwa, the two fall silent.

Travis chuckles, which seems to reverberate throughout himself as the four suddenly shiver and bow to no one in particular. Travis then looks upon them with love and affection.