Chrysanthimum

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In the beginning, before the existence of our kind, there were already several other realms that existed, each one unique in their own way. In each realm lived their creators, or gods, along with their own creations.

For as long as these realms existed, the creators never saw each other. In fact, they never thought that there were others of their own kind, nor that the other realms existed. Each one was secluded from the others.

There was one God, however, that soon changed it. It was the God of the realm only known as The Void, for not much was to be seen. It was a dark lonely place where his creations seemed to hang onto nothing, and were also lifeless. There only existed the stars, the asteroids, the comets and the moons. There also existed planets, but were all just gigantic chunks of rock.

The God of the Void, whose name was The Stargazer, would drift slowly across the Void, admiring the many stars that he created. Though he was very proud of his wonderful creations, he could not seem to help but notice that something was missing from it, something that would make it more special than it already was.

As he sat on one of his planets to ponder the thought, he soon noticed what looked like a star. Stargazer seemed confused, because it did not look like any of the other creations he made before,for the star was much bigger and brighter than the others.

Now filled with curiosity, he started drifting towards it.When he was closer, the star began to increase its brightness. He was worried that the sheer strength of such light would make him go blind, but it did little to scare his curiosity away. When he finally touched the star, the light surrounded him and he was no longer in the void.

Stargazer was shocked to see that he wasn't in his realm anymore. This new place was completely white, barren of any creation. When he turned around, he saw a narrow hole that was black on the inside.

He stuck his head inside the hole and saw the Void once more .There was no sound whatsoever, and the air felt more different to the one he felt right now. Stargazer had found a way out of his realm.

Overjoyed of his new discovery, he wondered about the new blank territory, looking for more holes. There were many to choose from, but Stargazer was patient, and so he took his own pace. The way he did so was that he looked at the hole to see which color it gives off. Then he would stick his head inside and he would listen to the sounds that came out. If what he heard did not sound very promising, he would leave it alone and would move on towards the next one.

Stargazer repeated this process with each hole until finally he found one that attracted him. The hole had a light blue color, and when he stuck his head inside, he immediately heard gentle sounds, almost soothing. The air was also enjoyable and it cooled his face.

Seeing that he found the right one, he proceeded to step inside the hole. Unfortunately, the air was heavier than he imagined, and so he started falling. Alarmed, Stargazer tried to move around, spreading himself out more. It did not work, and still he fell downward.

Seeing that he was going to fall to his death soon, he accepted his fate, and he closed his eyes.

It would have been his death, too, had he not been saved.

Instead of hitting the ground, he landed on a cloud that was drifting through the the sky. Stargazer, believing that he made contact with a wild creature, began to be anxious.

That is, until a voice called to him.

"Hello there!"

He looked up in front of him and he could not believe what he saw. There was actually another God that looked like him, but was shaped differently. Nevertheless, he was attracted to this person, and so was she to him.

"Can you tell me who you are?"

Stargazer responded:

"I am Stargazer, Creator of the Void. Can you tell me who you are?"

To which she replied,

"I am Chrysanthemum, Creator of the Paradise. Would you like to see it?"

Stargazer agreed and he went with Chrysanthemum to The Paradise.

On arrival, he immediately knew why it was called that way. It was an extremely beautiful realm, as the land stretched as far as he could see it. It was adorned with all the creations that Chrysanthemum made.There were trees, grass, flowers, soil and wind, and everything was new to him. He was glad that he meet her.

She was also glad that he came, and as they traveled through the Paradise, they grew fond of each other, and decided to become companions. Stargazer also decided to stay with her in the Paradise. Both were very happy to be with each other, and hoped that it would never end.

Unfortunately Stargazer, for some very strange reason, began to grow weaker and weaker, and soon he was on the brink of death. Chrysanthemum was worried for her companion, and though it was against his wishes, she left the Paradise to look for assistance.

Riding on the cloud they first met on, she soared high above the sky until she saw a hole. She went through the hole and left the Paradise. Chrysanthemum was surprised to see the blank space before, but nevertheless rushed toward the first hole that she found.

She did so with the next hole, and then the next and the next after that, and so on. In each realm, she begged the creator to help her companion.The creators of all the realms soon agreed, and all left their respective realms to join Chrysanthemum in the Paradise.

When she returned to Stargazer, she found that he was in an even more critical state than he was before. She was filled with sorrow, and so she went to her companion at his side and comforted him. The creators of each realm came to Stargazer, each with their own remedies from their own realm.

However, none of these remedies worked and Stargazer was about to die. Chrysanthemum began to cry, begging her companion not to go. She was pleading not to leave him, because he was her companion, and she felt that it would not be the same without him.

As the life from Stargazer began to fade away, laying down on the grass with the surrounding creators, he leaned close to his companion and kissed her.

These were his final words,

"I'm glad that I met you. Please go to the Void, so that my realm be adorned with your beautiful creations. I hope to see you again soon.",

And with those words, Stargazer died.

Chrysanthemum cried alongside his lifeless body with the other creators mourning for her companion.

Then one of the creators, who was from the realm of the Underworld, went to Chrysanthemum and said,

"On behalf of the other creators, we would like to help you fulfill you companions' wishes"

Chrysanthemum, grateful for their assistance, lead them back toward the Void, with all their creations still present.

And so, each creator of each realm presented the Void with a single gift, and with each gift the Void began to expand and become more beautiful than the last.

It went that way for a while, and one by one the creators of all the realms left, leaving Chrysanthemum alone in the Void. She decided to stay in the void, making more creations, each one more beautiful than the last.

She went that way for a long time, until she too began to die. Knowing that she was coming to her fate, she wanted to leave her last gift. She remembered Stargazer telling her about a special planet on which he would sit down and daydream.

She drifted towards the chunk of rock, and began reforming it. The rock began to take a spherical shape, and she began to adorn it with many of her creations that she had made during her time in the Paradise. On this particular planet, she decided to create a life form that was of her likeness from the soil that she created.Then she created another life form that was the likeness of her companion.

Then she blew on the planet and all her creations came to life. When she was finished, she found that she was satisfied with her creations and she drifted towards a star on which her life faded away.

This is why we refer to this realm as the Universe, because this is the realm in which all the creators were united, and that is why we refer to our world as Mother Nature, because it was by the hand the creator of the Paradise in which we are created.

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