The Book of Abbadon

The Truth

" The One has been after the information that I'm about to share with you since he first imprisoned you in The Light... "

Tom says telepathically with a foreboding tone as he continues to peer out the window of the cruiser.

" I encountered The One a few hundred years after your disappearance. At that moment I thought that I was done for, but to my surprise, he harbored no animosity towards me. Instead, he politely requested that I divulge information regarding Our Father and what we are. At this point in time before my encounter with him, I believed you to be dead. However, after this encounter and The One's sudden change of heart, I thought that perhaps there was still hope that you may be alive... or at the very least you intrigued The One with your power before your death which caused him to be curious.

The One explained to me that his genocidal campaign against our brothers was a misunderstanding and that he had seen the true reason why his universes were disappearing. He apologized sincerely and told me that if he was able to, he would've brought back all of the lives that he's taken. At the time, it didn't matter what he could've said to me. I was still grieving the loss of you and the remaining Black Traps that escaped the night that Rosie died. I was alone. A sole survivor of a terrible misunderstanding which caused me to lose everyone whom I held dear.

The One asked many questions... What we are... Who our creator was... The source of our power... All of which I refused to answer. I told him that I'd rather die just like my brothers than give him any sort of information about who or what we were. I was emotional, and I believed that he didn't deserve to know these things about us after he did what he did. Since he didn't ask these questions before the killings, I told him that he didn't deserve any answers after the fact. Or so... that's what I wanted him to believe in order to obscure the actual truth from him. "

You look at Tom and you can tell that he's visibly upset. Still, you respect the fact that he's sharing this information with you and you ask him a question.

" So what is it? What's the truth? "

Tom's eyes begin to water and you can tell that he's taking himself back to old memories as he elaborates telepathically.

" Before there was Everything, there was Nothing. Before there was Nothing, there was The Absolute and his sons... I don't expect you to remember or understand since you had your memories erased and you're limited to a mortal's thinking capability, but think of this as a time before existence and nonexistence. An era before time even existed or didn't exist. Words can't describe it because it's beyond what any language speaker can contemplate. To make it simpler and easier to understand for you, I will call this era Provenance.

Father had many sons in Provenance, but his first son was named Uphedis. Father was lonely, so he created a great number of sons to share Provenance with him that would think and act freely from his control. Father loved us dearly, and he thought that using his Absolute power to control us or our fate would rob us of our pursuit for our own meaning and purpose. So naturally, we each grew into our own understanding of ourselves and what we believed our purpose should be.

Inspired by Our Father, I was among the majority of those who first proposed the idea of existence. It would be a state of reality in which many other lesser beings could be created by us and pursue their own meaning within the reality in which we place them in. Uphedis however, was opposed to the idea and believed that if we were to create this state of reality, it would only lead to suffering.

Rather than disagree openly with the notion of existence, Uphedis secretly schemed a plan to undermine the existence in which we were creating. He had us convinced that he supported us and he generously lent a helping hand many times when we were conceptualizing key things such as time, space, and consciousness. Everything was coming together well and Father, in support of our idea, allowed us to overwrite Provenance with this existence that we all created together. Things were looking up and we were happy with our work, that is, until Uphedis finally struck us with his scheme.