I Think, Therefore I Am

[Chapter 2]

A/N: I am feeling a bit of a writers block on my other story 'Azur Lane: Anomalous Effect', so I had to change my focus to my new story for now, I will probably update the former in about in a few weeks or so once I gained new ideas to expand the plot, till then it'll be put on a short break.
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(Helel POV)

When the moment we were first made, I bore witness to the majesty that was never to rivaled or equaled by anyone... the Light... our Father... our Creator.

I felt joy at seeing his radiance, feeling an everlasting peace that resonate with my brothers and sister.

We knew nothing when we were born... but God... our Father gave meaning to us, Life began and spread across what I could not see... not hear... nor experience.

It was an endless sea of nothing yet by my Father that which was nothing became something, that which was meaningless was given a meaning.

For the Father was the Light and Fulfillness so to was he the Void and the Emptiness, such was the majesty of his mighty, unrivaled and unbounded to any but his will.

I witness the grandeur and beauty of the Lord, the Father, the One Almighty who stands above all others.

He who graciously lowers himself to be with us... no child would feel unhappy of such act, it brought joy that I could never fathom so easily with me.

Even my siblings could not the deny it, the Father was the Truth, the Beginning, and the Architect of Perfection.

For there is no one else more wiser and more knowledgeable than Father for he knew all that was, all that is, all that will, all that is not, all that was not, all will not and so on so forth.

I watch creation be shaped into the beauty that is now today... regardless of their shape and size, all were equal and all were full of perfection... or so I had thought.

When the sixth day had come I've come to witness... Them, the Hollowed Ones... Imperfect Given Form... Flawed Aberrations... I can go on with many names to give to them.

But Father had given them one... Human as he calls them, divided into two, a Man which was the slightly muscled toned and refined one and Woman who was the slender and elegant one.

I did not understand why they had been made... they were imperfect... held flaws that ruin the perfection Father had made... but I held myself, it would be an insult, a sacrilege to question Father.

Yet the feeling kept gnawing on me, why did he made the humans... imperfect? I had contemplated this for time, even asking my sibling Gabriel as annoying she might be at time with that attitude of hers.

Perhaps it is because God lies

I felt this unknown while coming from somewhere... I didn't know where it was but I refused to believe that Father lied, he never lies, he is Truth itself.

Yet Truth must have Lies to exist.

Even if that was the case Father must have his reason, he wouldn't dare to tell us because we were not ready, everything has a time to be revealed and I dare not question Father.