Wanderer Chronicles: Book 1 - Time

Prologue

As a student of science I believed that all things in life were rational and could be understood with enough time and experience. I still believe this to be true even after all I have witnessed. Maybe if I had been prepared to accept the irrationality of the world then perhaps the march time would have past differently than it did. However it is never wise to dwell on the past as looking back may lead to a wish, a wish to change your past and who knows where that may lead.

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What was there before everything. What was it that started the chain? No one within the confines of time can even hope to grasp the complexity of reality. But imagine if for one minute you could see the universe as an observer outside of eternity. How would it work, what would you see. Would you see the beginning or the end? Would what you observed be considered a miracle or an organism of pure malevolence?

Imagine if not only could you observe the universe from the outside, but also be everywhere and be everything. If someone could do this what would they be?

God. No.

I remember the formation of the universe. We think of it as a sudden explosion of matter, the big bang. But not remotely what I remember. All around me white light, pure and innocent but a forbearer of the darkness that it would bare child to. In the background I could here whispers of everything that ever was or maybe everything that may be. The voices seemed to be coming from inside of me. As I rippled like a hazy aura there but not there at the same time.

Not for the first time I paused to think about what the voices, indistinguishable as ever, might be saying. I drew my attention away from the voices, but then I heard something. Something that drew my attention I'm not sure what it was but it made me wish. Wish that I was one of the uncountable number of people, held within me.

No sooner had I wished it than somewhere within I felt a tug. The light around me started darkening as though being replaced by darkness, although it would be better to say that the light was being contracted into me, leaving nothing. But then suddenly there was a bright flash and a roar into the silent nothing. As everything we know now became real. Concepts like gravity and time suddenly existed where there had been no laws before. This event is what you humans call the Big Bang.

From within this creation event many wonderful things came to be. Included within this ensemble of ideas there was three concepts that stood above others. These represented the encapsulation of everything, the space it took up, the life of everything and the possibility to be different to diverge from the laws placed upon us by the universe and by those seeking power. These concepts of which I dare to call keys to something higher, although spread out across all matter, they were times when there would be an extremely high concentration of one concept. These points could appear anywhere but there was never more than one of the same idea at the same time. However it seems inevitable that at some point these 3 shall converge into one point an then what will happen. Will it be the end? Or the beginning of something new. Or perhaps it will be something else something infinitely more wonderful.