Prologue 1/2

Eternal, Greedy, Lazy and calculative

Those were the only adjectives that could be used to describe him

He existed there amongst those little light wisps that he created in that lonely void of shifting colors and energys that were his being, studying and experimenting with what composed his being and finding meaning in that endeavor

He was trapped in an eternal cycle of studying and experimenting, because the only thing that there was to gain in that place was knowledge and thus his greedy nature guided him in that endless persuit of it

Thus over the aeons he became batter and batter at controlling that shifting mess that composed his being

Truthfully because there was so little to do in that place besides analysing and trying to make sense of that chaos, a not so small part of him only wanted to lay down and sleep for all eternity

and he did sleep

but even his longest nap only lasted for a few short aeons as the thought of sleeping for the rest of his ..... life? didn't compell him as much as the promise of.....Knowledge?....Power?....Life?....Freedom?

That he did not know

What he did know was that something inside of him yearned to understand who he was or rather...what he was

So for all eternity he searched and searched

And one day he came to the realization that there was nothing to search anymore

He had throughtly studied all that composed what he was

And one of the only things that he managed to accomplish was the creation of those little wisps

The little light wisps that resembled flames that floated in that seemingly endless space (not that he knew what flames were)

He had created those little wisps by combining some of the shifting colors and energy's in his being but he didn't really know what they were

So what came after the realization that he really didn't have anything to do was.... emptyness

He didn't know what to do anymore as those endless cycles of studying were all he knew

So for a aeons he wept his realm shaking in response of his emotions, chaos engulfing the already messy space that was his being

But one day he stopped, realizing that self pity wouldn't bring him anything

So he searched and searched for solution to his problem and finally he found something

The wisps

Those wisps were the only thing that he did not fully understand despite being theyr creator

So he tried to study them but quickly found out that despite being the creator of the complex structure of the wisps they were too little to study and to understand they're functions he needed something bigger

So he fused all the wisps that he had created over the year

As all the wisps come from him or at least were made from what composed his being the fusion process was smooth

After determining that the wisp was big enough he started studying it and not long after he fully analized the wisp learning that the wisp was a core component of what composed his being

He also understood that the only reason he existed was because even without a proper wisp the space that composed his shell enveloped his realm in such a way that none would dissipate

With understanding came hope

Hope that he could escape that accursed place that held him prisoner cince time immemorial

The prison constructed from his being

Space creaked straining as clusters of energy and strange shifting colorful clouds the size of continents moved across it to reach the center of the realm

As these clusters converged he weaved from them a new wisp that absolutely dwarfed his previous creations

He directed his all to the construction of the wisp and after a millennium it was completed: A bright black and white flame pulsing with power

The moment the wisp was completed he felt a strage sensation

It was as if he became hole again

While he basked in that euphoric sensation the pulsing of the flame became stronger and stronger and finally....

Crack!

The now black void that used to be littered with shifting colors and energy's was shattering

As the void shattered it's countless fragments converged on the wisp gradually forming the vague outline of an.....egg?

Yes a back and white scarly egg with 9 rings of black and white fire revolving around it

Those rings came from his newly condensed soul that he knew as the "light wisp"

As the egg and soul were stabilizing suddenly the space around him began to crack and a massive wormhole swallowed him as his remaining aura was enough to destabilize the non reinforced space of the physical universe it had caused something that his fragile newliborn body and soul could hardly resist

So he was sent flying across time and space to finally arrive in a remote corner of the universe to a planet called Terra