A Goddess Called Infinity

Legend

Earlier that day, in Beach City~

"Too bad your test isn't on gem history, I could really help you study for that," Steven sighed as he slouched back on the couch. His best friend Connie had come over to hang out on the condition that she study a bit for her history test while there.

"I dunno Steven, you tend to not listen to Pearl's history lessons," Connie retorted playfully. Steven shrugged, "I don't do it on purpose. I just get... Distracted," he replied.

Connie giggled, "Yeah, it's hard not to with the way she rambles."

There was a moment of silence as Connie continued to look through her notes. Steven was quickly getting bored, but he didn't let it show. He decides to try to revive the conversation.

"Some of the Gems are pretty old. They could probably tell a lot about history."

"Mhm," Connie replied half-heartedly.

"You think they're old enough to confirm stuff like mythology?" Steven pondered out loud. Connie looked up from her notes and thought, "That'd be really cool! I'd ask all about greek myth," She hummed.

"I'd ask about Vikings!" Steven declared.

"Oh, oh, even better," Steven added on with great conviction, "the Big Bang."

"You mean, how the universe was made?"

"Yeah!... Well, they probably aren't that old," Steven laughed. Amythest was made here on Earth. The others were presumably made on Homeworld.

"Don't the gems have their own mythology?" Connie asked. Steven shrugged, "I think so. They have shrines and temples and cool magic stuff, but I've never asked," he admitted. Upon saying this he realizes he could simply ask them. It'd hopefully turn into storytime.

As if on cue, they turn to the sound of the temple door opening and see Pearl and Garnet walking out. Steven commits to his idea and hops off the couch, bounding towards them with a twinkle in his eye.

"Oh, hello Steven—"

"Guys, how was the universe made?" He blurts out the first question on his mind, interrupting Pearl.

"Oh Steven," Pearl says, waving her hand in that way she does when there are trivial questions, "There's simply no scientific way to trace back the origin of the universe. To do so would be to trace back the origin of matter itself! We—"

Steven shook his head insistently as she started to ramble, "No, no, like, how do you believe the universe was made?"

"Eheh, what?" Pearl said incredulously. Now, she was a history guru and there were plenty of legends depicting the universe's birth, but that's all it was; legend. Fable. Fairytale. Not facts, equations, or science. Even though she wasn't as skeptical as, say, Peridot, it wasn't even plausible with their gem "magic", or so she believed.

"The legend of Infinity," Garnet says simply as she adjusts her glasses. Steven gasps dramatically, that was quite possibly one of the coolest titles he's heard.

"I-It's just a silly fairy tale," Pearl dismisses slightly flustered, "it's quite far fetched, the prospects of Goddesses and all that—"

"Whoa, no way!" Connie piped up as she abandoned her homework and joined Steven's side, "Tell us!"

"Garnet," Pearl quietly groaned.

"Tell us, tell us, tell us," the two teens chanted.

"Ok, I'll tell you," Garnet says with a small smile. Steven and Connie gasp and take a seat on the floor. Connie has her knees up and her elbows resting on them as her hands support her head. Steven is laid back with his hands on the ground and his legs splayed out in front of him. They eagerly wait as Garnet prepares her tale. She clears her throat.