Before our known universe was created, there was only the orchestra of the stars. They played a lovely, warm but distant song, that many beings - common man would refer to them as gods - listened to. A welcome harmony flew through the whole existenz and an era of piece, uncorrupted by the needs of intelligence and ignorance, accured.
One such being, a planet called Xis, enjoyed the peaceful eternity in the corner of eternity, oblivious to any possible mischief, that could ever befall the known universe. Xis was a young planet, born out of recent stardust, in a cluster created by the Universe-Drifter. He was listening to the song of harmony imagining more possiblity and out of this spark, created more heavingly and uncorrupted expansions. Xis was one of them. The planet dared not questioning known rules. He dared not thinking, but out of his young heart couriosity streamed out. It was this couriosity, that led Nacron, elder being, deceiver of many, to put doubt in Xis mind, which destoryed the harmony of this universe. Xis accepted Nacron, and Nacron expaned Xis knowelde, but shattering the planet.
Nacron waited for this opportunity for many life times. He was sick of harmony. He was done with heavingly, and thorugh his corruption of Xis, he created common life. Your life. New planets were created, one such being earth. All over the universe, there were these new entities, lower as gods and easier to consume, to corrupt and to control. It was the fall of Xis that created the ordanary life. The common, that would bring so many heros and villans, great persons and powerful individuals to the now unbalanced and broken universe. While the song of harmony still continues, and the beings still excist, there was life, such as people, beneath the gods, still challanging their greatness.
Xis was dying from the gift of Nacron. He was unable to withstand the implosion of his own mass. Xis fell a great sadness. His fall was of course the corruption of harmony, creating the common, but at what cost did this accur. Xis wept. But out of his tear, his humble son, Novus, dropped down to earth. One demi-god, son of a planet.
- This writing is all I will bring with me today. Knowledge like this, creation of the universe and it's fall were shared by me, Themis. Hold it close to your heart, it is a strong power!
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The unique world of Themis - A collection of ancient writing
Science FictionThis is my first try at creating my own shared universe within the Lenfalt project. It serves as a idea collection of powerful beings, extra events and world building. The premise of Themis writings are small, non continious snippits of the world of...
