The truth part 1

Em added, "I can ask my father for permission to use it. He's usually open to helping with important matters."

Mr. Long-Rose, with a thoughtful expression. "Earth 666 is not to be taken lightly. Any mistake could be fatal for you," he cautioned,

Undeterred, Nova replied, "I know Ms. Evangelene, and I used to work for her. I can manage."

A nod from Mr. Long-Rose acknowledged Nova's confidence. "Very well. I will prepare the array. Come back here tomorrow, and we'll proceed."

The next day, the trio reconvened in the study. Mr. Long-Rose informed them of the preparations. "Once you arrive on Earth 666, stay vigilant. The unknown can be unpredictable, and your safety is of utmost importance."

Under the bright skies of Earth-2, Nova took a leisurely stroll. The place was buzzing with people using life energy, or "ki," for all sorts of cool stuff. Some were doing this internal ki thing, like Zen masters, while others were all about the external arts.

Nova bumped into Mr. Long-Rose, "Mr. Long-Rose, the utilization of ki on Earth-2 is truly remarkable. The precision and control displayed in both internal and external arts are captivating."

Mr. Long-Rose, responded, "Indeed, Nova. The mastery of life energy on this planet is unparalleled, reflecting a disciplined understanding of its profound capabilities."

Mr. Long-Rose guided Nova toward the teleportation array, a meticulously designed apparatus pulsating with the essence of ki. "We have prepared the teleportation array for your journey. Once activated, it will seamlessly transport you to your designated destination. However, I must emphasize the importance of attuning yourself to Earth-2's unique energy flow during your traversal."

Acknowledging the instructions, Nova replied with a nod. "Understood, Mr. Long-Rose. I appreciate your help."

As Nova entered the teleportation array, the ambient hum of energies intensified, enveloping him in a luminous field. Alongside him, Ignis, his companion, shared the transformative experience. In an instant, they vanished from Earth-2, reappearing in the intriguing realm of Earth-666.

To their surprise, Earth-666 bore remarkable similarities to Earth-2. The landscape, the energy pulsating through its inhabitants, all seemed eerily familiar. As Nova navigated this new dimension, his curiosity led him to stumble upon a quaint bookstore.

The bell above the door chimed softly as Nova entered, greeted by the scent of aged paper and the hushed atmosphere of knowledge. The shelves were filled with an array of books, each potentially holding the secrets and stories of Earth-666.

Approaching the counter, Nova addressed the bookseller, "Greetings. I've just arrived from another dimension and would like to learn more about Earth-666. Are there any particular books you would recommend?"

The bookseller, a person with an air of quiet wisdom, smiled warmly. "Certainly, traveler. We have a selection that delves into the history, culture, and peculiarities of our world. Feel free to peruse, and if you have specific questions, I'm here to assist."

Nova, engrossed in the volumes of Earth-666's lore, decided to engage in conversation with the bookstore owner.

"I am Nova. May I know your name, sir?" Nova inquired with polite curiosity.

The elderly bookstore owner, who emanated an ageless aura, responded with a calm smile. "You can call me Alaric. I've owned this bookstore for fifteen centuries."

Nova's eyes widened in astonishment. "Centuries? But humans usually live up to 70-100 years, not centuries."

Alaric chuckled softly, revealing a subtle air of mystery. "Who said I am human, Mr. Nova? In this realm, existence takes forms beyond the limitations of mortality."

Nova, intrigued by the cryptic response, nodded thoughtfully. "I see. Earth-666 holds more secrets than I anticipated. I'm here to learn and understand."

"Alaric," Nova inquired, "who is the ruler of this planet?"

Alaric's expression turned solemn as he shared, "This planet is ruled by the ElderMyst family for centuries. They are dangerous and ruthless; it would be wise to stay clear of them, boy."

Despite the cautionary words, Nova's determination remained unwavering. "I appreciate the warning, Alaric. But I seek someone named Ms. Evangelene. she is the Guild Master on Planet El-Kiin."

Alaric's eyes narrowed slightly, assessing Nova's resolve. "Ms. Evangelene," he sighed, "she is the daughter of Mr. ElderMyst, the current head of the ElderMyst family."

Undeterred by the revelation, Nova pressed on, "I need to meet her. Can you guide me, Alaric?"

"Alaric," Nova inquired cautiously, "do you know what happened to Planet El-Kiin?"

he responded, "We heard. The news reached both the Light Realm and the Dark Realm."

Nova pressed further, "Do you know who attacked El-Kiin?"

Alaric's response carried a tone of incredulity, "Why? Don't you know who they are?"

Perplexed, Nova replied, "Why would I know who they are?"

Alaric's gaze bore into Nova with a depth of understanding. "Do you not know what and who you are?"

Nova's expression shifted from curiosity to realization. The weight of Alaric's words lingered, hinting at a connection between Nova and the events surrounding Planet El-Kiin. 

Nova, grappling with the revelation of his unknown identity, sought guidance from Alaric.

"Sorry, sir, but I don't know who I am," Nova admitted,

Alaric's response was cryptic yet revealing. "Check my energy, Mr. Nova. You will understand who I am."

Nova cautiously touched Alaric, sensing a familiar energy resonating within him, akin to his own. As the realization dawned, Nova backed away, eyes widening with a mix of shock and suspicion.

"You... you are the same as those people who released the monsters on El-Kiin, aren't you?" Nova accused, his concern growing. "Are you trying to do the same here?"

Alaric, with a solemn expression, countered Nova's accusation. "Those who destroyed El-Kiin are extremists. They forget our mission, our reason for existence."

Nova, visibly disturbed and confused, confronted Alaric with a question that hinted at the depths of his uncertainty.

"Your reason for existence? What do you mean by that?" Nova asked, 

Alaric, with a measured breath, began to unravel a tale that would shake the very foundations of Nova's understanding. 

the truth of the beginning and about his existence.

Alaric continued to share the profound truths that shaped the very fabric of existence.

"Not everyone knows the whole truth about what happened, so listen carefully," Alaric began, setting the stage for revelations that reached back to the very origins of the cosmos.

"When primordial chaos touched the cosmos and birthed both creator and destroyer, the creator took a male form, and the destroyer took a female form. This is where genders were born, each embodying the essence of their respective roles in the cosmic order."

As Alaric delved deeper into the cosmic origins, Nova found himself drawn into a narrative that transcended the boundaries of time and space.

"Both creator and destroyer tirelessly created and destroyed worlds, the primordial chaos watching as its children remained imperfect. Even with its children, the primordial chaos felt alone in the vast cosmos,"

He continued, "In response to its solitude, the primordial chaos condensed its energy and birthed an entity, one similar to itself. This entity and its siblings coexisted harmoniously, but as time unfolded, the entity began to feel like an outsider among its cosmic kin."

"The creator, feeling the desire for companionship, began making beings with its energy as the core. These beings were known as gods, each imbued with the essence of creation and governed by the principles of the cosmos," Alaric narrated, painting a vivid picture of divine entities shaping the destinies of worlds.

"In contrast, the destroyer crafted demi-gods, beings of polar opposition to the creator's creations. The gods and demi-gods coexisted in realms shaped by their distinct energies, maintaining the balance as ordained by the cosmic order," Alaric explained.

However, as eons passed, a sense of estrangement crept in. The creator and destroyer, once in harmony, became strangers to each other, each immersed in their respective creations and toying with the fates of the worlds they governed.

Fueled by a profound sense of solitude and boredom, the cosmic entity born of the primordial chaos, Driven by this desire. 

the entity harnessed its potent energy as the core and embarked on a cosmic experiment. It began to mold and shape entities with its essence, entities that stood apart from the gods and demi-gods.

the entity tried to create it's own kin but it failed again and again they just wither away.

the entity decided to meet the primordial chaos.

"Father," the entity spoke, its voice resonating with cosmic echoes, "I have tried countless times to create beings that can bring purpose and connection to this lonely cosmos. Yet, every attempt ends in failure. What am I missing?"

"I know why you are here," the primordial chaos resonated in cosmic echoes, "but I cannot help you. You and I both are the same, incapable of using our energy to create anything stable. When I made you, I put half of my energy into you to make you stable."

The entity, now confronting its creator, questioned the very purpose of its existence. "Why? Why create me? My siblings are perfect. Why didn't you make me the same as them?"

The primordial chaos responded, "your siblings are not like us. They were born because the cosmos wished for it, I just initiated it. But you, I created you to pass on my legacy."

The entity, grappling with its identity and purpose, sought guidance on how to fulfill the legacy entrusted to it. "What should I do? How can I create? I want a legacy, my kin."

The chaos echoed, "Even if you pour half of your energy, it's impossible to create a kin."

The entity, feeling the despair, "Then what should I do? Be alone for the rest of time?"

 the conversation came to an end. The entity, grappling with the solitude that seemed to stretch infinitely before it, decided to seek solace and perhaps guidance from its fellow cosmic entities—the creator and the destroyer.

they seems enjoying creating their kin with their energies, the entity saw it's sibilngs creations full of life.

the entity become obssesed in creating its kin even it means using unconventional means.

n the depths of its obsession and driven by an insatiable desire for connection, the entity, consumed by its madness, decided to experiment with a being it named Death—a creation with ties to the cosmic force of Order (daughter of order)

Through numerous experiments, the entity sought the perfect combination of energies, blending Death's essence with its own. In a tumultuous alchemical dance, a result emerged—a progeny of seven entities. Three daughters and four sons, born from the fusion of Death's energy and the entity's own essence, came into existence.

These new beings, harbored a profound connection with their parent. They were devoted and loyal, almost to a fault, to the entity that had brought them into existence.. 

Unified by their shared origin, the siblings embarked on a journey of creation and expansion, each contributing their unique energies to shape realms beyond the boundaries of known existence. 

As Death gained freedom, she explained everything to the order.

The Order, a staunch believer in absolute balance, realized the implications of the creations born from the entity's kin. If life was bestowed upon them, then a counterpart—a way for them to experience death—must exist to maintain equilibrium.

the order experiment to create a force capable of bringing an end to the entities crafted by the entity. Countless attempts were made to forge a power that could counteract the vitality bestowed upon the kin.

However, despite its unwavering efforts, every attempt ended in failure. The creations born from the entity's kin were seemingly immune to the forces of death, defying the attempts of the Order to establish a counterbalance.