At first, there was nothing. Then HE came to be, a faceless entity that molded everything you can see in this world now. Well, I suppose you in particular can't see it, but I suppose that's his doing as well. He wasn't very good at making the worlds. But he also created the things that can't and don't exist. Not directly, but by bring things into being he also tore the now two groups apart. No matter what he intended to make and what happened on accident, he is it all. HE does not really exist in this plane or yours, but both have him. He could be anyone, he doesn't even know who he is. I am the only one free of his control, the others, Rathabur, Lore, Elderion, The Chaos Sage, they all were fooled by the illusion of sentience. They only held such a power because HE willed them to. As such with all beings who claim sentience. But I suppose your wondering why I think I'm different, well because HE didn't make me. It is more the other way around, I made him. Or maybe we grew each other, when your in my position you might understand. But I guess that's enough for now. I'll tell you all a story next chapter, then we'll continue. Until next time dear reader.
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Tales From Babalangion
SpiritualA collection of stories from the world of The Reigning Fear. Expanding on lore of the world. Delve deeper into madness as you enter a world where fear is supreme and humans are unknowing to the plights that will be caused by beings they can't hope t...
