This my fellow human, is what happens when someone interrupts me.... Shit gets wrecked. Literally. Now.... After all of this, I am here, and you have been listening, it is amazing you got this far being honest with you. And I know you want Me to shut up and follow the story, but hear me out first! After all, I'm the carrier of the story.
After months of doing strange tests on me, and not believing me to be an alien form of life, apparently now you get captivated by a story that I'm telling you, about My people, My brethren.
The people from the other side of the glass looked at each other, some nodded, some frowned.... But still listened.
I am starting to.... You know, think I can cooperate, if you do too. I mean after all we all started badly. I crash landed in one of your cities, you cover up, get Me here.... Exactly for nothing. For all I know is that all of you are from different countries already. I am here, because I want to, trust Me, not because I need to. Having also the fact that every top science and elite military is here, from all parts of the world I must say.... Really? Aren't you all in conflict? Or war? What the fuck? Hahahaha!
The decorated men and women looked at each other and glared angrily at the smiling man in the containment cell.
Some of you are thinking of an alien invasion and.... Nah, not possible, I mean I almost can't or couldn't get here, and I am a god! Imagine the other people who aren't.... But you humans are interesting nonetheless, I love you guys, even My human species are like you, but so different.... Well almost, at least not physically.... I mean there are several men here that look alike!
Some officers on the room looked at each other, we know who!
And yet, I came in peace, and I already traveled every corner of your world, what the hell.... I am already far from this world, I just need my mortal shell....
I know I am still babbling nonsense, but hey.... It's cool right? RIGHT?
An astronomer stepped in, with a clipboard and a pen, I know, pretty cliché. He activated the intercom and spoke.
"Sir, what is your name exactly?"
The funny thing about the intercom, He could speak nonstop and they could hear, they could talk and He couldn't hear them, unless pressing another buttons.... Hence why Esdor never stopped babbling and they could not do anything about it. It was just a design fault...
Oh, my name.... My name is Esdor, simple as that. It means "The One.''
"But, your actual name sir?"
Oh, well Esdor, but this name has been tingling my mind since I started existing.
"Which one, sir?"
Matthias.
"Alright Matthias, how were you created?"
In summary, I am a product, of what you like to call, the Big Bang. Before you ask how that's possible and you lose your shit, yes I know what you think, let Me explain. When the universe started expanding, also different in-space lifeforms started forming, some were celestial, others.... Are still bacteria. These Celestials, gathered, and formed the Unity, a small council, and then created Ermetia, and its alternate timeline and universe.
In the midst of all of the craze of being able to create and control, I was the oldest and experienced, but since they all wanted control, we had to be divided, and I became leader of all of them, thanks to my experience, and also by the fact that I was one of the first who were created, and the only one of the few who could create other gods.... Hence my name, Esdor. Every lifeform in that part of the Universe knows My name. I call that beautiful ''sector'' or part of the Universe.... "Vastoria", as my wife.
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