It decides.
It creates.
It destroys.
It decides.
But for me It did not. It left. It was lost. The Abyss destroyed. The Creator avenged.
It was destroyed.
The Creator is cruel.
I was brought before the Creator and asked a question.
The question so powerful merely asking it invoked an instant answer.
The final test, that no one can complete.
One wrong move and you're fate is doomed.
The Creator is cruel.
My fate was doomed already.
"No" I spoke.
My golden form erupted, spreading until I was embracing the earth. I was above the clouds, and I could see everything.
Then I dispersed into the sky becoming the stars that I was so familiar with.
I was decided to embrace infinity.
I was infinity.
I am infinity.
I went into the stars
But now I'm gone.
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The Abyss
Short StoryThe Abyss is a collection of short stories involving spiritual concepts, including death, a heaven like place, and spirits