(Present.)

Chapter seven:

Bahaha! You should've seen your faces. He doubled himself. However, it seemed as if the joke didn't carry over well. Although, Bailhu seemed like she was trying not to. So Travis decided to count that as a partial success.

Eventually he stood up straight and squared his shoulders. He looked upon them all with the affection in the universe in his eyes. They all visibly relaxed at that, only for their excitement to start bubbling over once more. Each wanted to say something. But he held up his hand and they remained silent.

Honestly, while I'd been trying to figure out a way to come here and speak to you all, I was worried about what to say to you. Said Travis. Thankfully, Bailhu left him the perfect icebreaker. That's why I appeared as I did at first, a harmless joke to try and ease the tension and keep everyone calm. Replied Travis.

This left them all aghast, Archon especially. Each of them were expecting him to put on an aloof air, filled with power and graduer. But the first thing out of his mouth when he arrived was an admission that he was not perfect as they made him out to be, and he seemed incredibly casual.

Father, whatever do you mean? A being that could create us, had to figure out how to talk to us? It does not follow logic. Said Archon, the rest nodded along in agreement.

Travis smiled. Archon, none of you are yet aware of this. But I was born, according to my predecessor, a few billion years ago. Granted. I was born with much inherited knowledge, which I already shared with you, but regarding what I am, what I am capable of? Is still a work of progress. Thus, I am currently being guided along the path by my predecessor, who is, much older and wiser member of my specie's. Replied Travis.

Flabbergasted once again, it took several minutes of contemplation before any of them spoke. There are others? Was the thought running through everyone's mind's.

How many others are there, father? Like you, I mean. Asked Nuwa who seemed rather nervous at the anticpated answer.

Travis looked to his first born daughter and frowned a bit as he brought up his hand to her chin.

To be completely honest. I'm not sure. I haven't asked him yet. Creating you all and talking to you as soon as possible was the most important thing to me so far so I hadn't thought about it. I'll be sure to ask. Replied Travis. Nuwa smiled at this and Zhuque happily chirped, to think that such important information was not acquired simply because he considered them more important. However, I'll tell you now, there's no need to worry about them. You are all meant to do far more important things. Said Travis.

The whisper of death came to Travis's ear's, but instead of being off, he turned a fond eye to Siwang as he spoke.

What are we meant to do, father? Siwang asked him.

Travis grinned, and spread his arms. Within this space, you can do whatever you wish follow your in born nature. Create, destroy, establish order, sew chaos, create life and spread death. The energy and the matter in this space is at your disposal. If I have something specific that I want you to do, then I'll let you know at that time. Just remember this, as amazing as you all are apart. What you can bring together is more extraordinary. For now though, work to understand yourselves, your abilities, and the full force of your nature's. And know that no matter how you see each other, I love you all. Replied Travis.

Whatever they were expecting him to say, it certainly wasn't that. They all felt excited and happy. Even though he wasn't quite what they expected, he still managed to make them all feel as though he is exactly what he should be. However it was not yet time to relax. Bailhu quelled her excitement and turned a sharp gaze to Archon, who seemed to be very different in purpose to the rest of her siblings.

What about her? What is she meant to do? She is not like us, is she here to leash us? Bailhu asked. The almost forgotten anger began to rise as she spoke making her voice edgier like metal ignots in an industrial blender caught in the middle of a tornado. At this, Archon chuckled before returning her stoicism, which caused Bailhu even more angrier.

Everyone else went silent. Qinglong bowed her head to inquire. Father, though she be impertinent, she raised doubts many of us share. Just what is the purpose of Archon? Qinglong asked him.

Travis, seeing and feeling the emotions of his Primordials, his gaze filled with concern. He looked at each one in the eyes and then sighed.

Archon is here for a very important reason. But she is not more important than any of you. Have you not noticed that many of you are dramatically opposed to each other? There is a reason for that. Which you all will discover for yourselves as you continue to exist into the future. It does mean, however, that you are destined to come into conflict among yourselves. Archon is here to be the arbitrator between any Primordial when things get to the point where continuing would harm yourselves, your creations, or the multiverse. She is here to make sure that there is balance between you and the primordial forces you each represent. Too much of any one thing is dangerous. However, there is an extremely wide margin freedom there before your actions could be considered a threat to the balance between your nature's. So let it loose. Archon won't even show herself until it is necessary. Replied Travis.

Travis's size tripled as he walked towards his youngest, yet most powerful daughter. Archon started to bow at the waist towards her father, but a hand on her shoulder stopped her and lifted her back up to stand. Travis extended his hand, and Archon grinned as she extended her own. Both clasped each other's forearms, Archon, as my representative until the most dire consequences could happen without your help. Creation must be designed, destruction must be inflicted, life must proliferate, death must befall all, time mustn't stand still, progress must march onward, civilization must rise and decline and each universe must eventually be destroyed to be remade anew. Peace must be sought and war must be wrought. Only through balance can evolution occur unimpeded and each universe be brought to harmony. Said Travis.

Turning to them all he showed a tooth smile. I must go learn what I'm capable of. But I won't be physically near, I can hear and feel you with me. See you next time. Replied Travis. And he disappeared in a flash of golden light.