A large golden curtain, swinging open at the end of the show. For every closed door opens a new one, every new one closes onto itself eventually, thus opening a new one. A cycle that should should stay at rest and never broken. The chaos would be unimaginable.
At the end of every universe, every galaxy, every world, every home. The last breath of a dying universe is sent into a large expanse called "The Medium" where every time it is reawakened it has only two things in it. A large black sphere, the size, unfathomable by any human count, holds a large great being in the center. Known as Angel-Lord.
Every world is born from fire, every new world needs its' king, its' conqueror .
Our story begins in a small room in a tall high-rise. It isn't much to be honest but Saul likes it, as he anybody would make their room something they enjoy. He woke up that morning and rubbed his eyes. His light brown hair in his eyes some, irritating him. 'Remember to cut that today' , making a mental note of it.
He swung his legs over the edge of his bed and slipped his glasses on, then proceeding to get dressed in a black hoodie with a large violet S on the back in honor of his first name. A black T-shirt under it and a pair of grey cargo pants.
He walked over to the window of his high-rise and looked out, gazing out. Blackness. It was all dark where he was.
He shrugged it off slightly and walked over to his laptop and messaged a friend of his. Probably the only one he would dare message in the middle of the night
-- TemporalTonguetwister : Hey!! So it is dark outside. Guess I passed out on you earlier or something
-- Saracastic : Ahhhh. No its like 2 pm, Saul. Look out the window
-- TemporalTonguetwister : I did. It is pitch black out there, man
Then the computer shut off and Saul raised an eyebrow hissing quietly as he smashed on the keyboard some, a voice whispering into his mind
"Hello, Saul-Human..."
Saul looked around the room, knowing for a fact his speakers were not on and that everybody should've been asleep.
"No, not there. Your head, Human!" and he frowned, looking up and crossing his arms, Saul spoke
"I am Saul, and I guess I am going crazy?"
"No, no. You are the opposite, for you are sane. I have selected you, Human."
"For? A new test type? A game?"
The voice was suddenly silent for a few seconds then it finally spoke back
"The beginning of your true purpose for living!" and once again Saul frowned
"My purpose in living is to live, work and die.."
"Your purpose is to be revealed soon then. Saul-Human, answer me a question?"
"Yeah, sure."
"So if you had the chance to be your own god, to go on an adventure that will be forever remembered and create a vast expanse of... Everything. Would you take it?"
Saul bit his lip, wondering to himself. In his life he wasn't really important, wasn't interesting or extraordinary. Mistreated, bullied. He chuckled softly at himself in his lit up room
"Yeah, I guess I would. Sounds like a cool deal in honesty."
"Then I, the great Angel-Lord give you the title of Conqueror and initiate the Great Break. Look outside. The large black Sphere, Saul-Human."
Saul stood curiously and walked over, leaning out the window as he saw a large black sphere, breathtakingly large appear, only shown by large cracks that kept changing colors in it that were appearing.
Blinking quickly and then he witnessed what is known as the Great Break. The sphere broke and shot out a bunch of smaller spheres that suddenly stopped in a large circle around the sphere but not too close for the original black sphere was now a large, multi-colored and sporadically changing colors, Sun. Which doubled as a black hole. It was known as The Angels Den but that was something to learn later for Saul.
He reeled back in surprise and then suddenly felt himself being pulled out of the window, flying into the black of space. He could breathe but he found himself flying towards the Den.
Screaming out loudly he kicks and flails wildly and then just stops.
Saul has a front row seat to watching the starting moon his high-rise was on get sucked into the Den and disappear without even a sound. Just that simple....
He looked at the area around him and set his gaze on one of the new spheres in particular and he got a feeling it was a planet of some-sort. That all of these new Earth sized spheres were. He floated to the one he was drawn to.
The first planet, he guessed as he floated towards it.... It was all so immediate he began to tear up some, hoping it was a dream, but what if it wasn't? What awaited him? He pondered this to himself as he fly in the dark fathoms of space towards this, First Planet
