Long ago .. before Creation began. Before the planets were formed, before the stars were mere pinholes in the curtain of thought. Back when time had
no use and all that is, was not.
The Creators sat in the highest dominions of secret places. Places where nothingness existed and a peace so alluring, it would cut like a knife
creating the Great Divide. There is none like Us they pondered. This would become the Creators' first thought. In the blink of an eye, Planets and
Stars were formed, along with blackness and light. This Division would be the Greatest glory and the Most evil downfall ever known.
In the midst of all that was, is yet, is not, there lay a most cruel creature, created by mishap. The Beast as it was later called, had fiery breath
and faded rusted blue scales that felt like iron. It's tongue like a sharpened sword and it's moans of a most frightening depth so as to pierce
through the soul of any that heard it. The Creators became aware of the Beast, attempting to trap it but this was not an easy task. For it lived
within the Space between Spaces, away from the glory of where the Creators reside.
They, the Creators came up with a plan, and thus, the first planet came into existence. J666OS was formed. A darkened blood red planet and barren of
all things good. No green nor blue could be seen upon the surface of it's face. Nor any life was seen nor heard, save only the howls of the Beast
thing where it had been thrust into outer darkness by the Creators.
To merely possess or engulf with the Beast would be certain tragedy and then death upon parts of Humanity which was yet to come. The Creators knew
this from their very first undoing, and now slaved to undo it. After EA48 was created, long after the demi gods sprang to life throughout the stars
later encountering aware life forms in their new Habitat.
The Beast stood in all it's Unglory, and Undignified presence, raged to be as God. This could not happen for it would destroy all in the most indecent
way. It gnawed hungrily on its own arm as the blood of it's own fury dripped from it's fangs and onto the lifeless ground below it. It's eyes pierced
into the blackness of night as it devised a plan of it's own escape from J666OS.
A War between the EA and the Creators became inevitable, and soon a battle was brewing. Thunder bolts like fire soared throughout the Space between
Spaces mildly damaging the Beast which in turn would become prolonged due to it's Iron shell. It felt like all eternity to the EA but only the glimpse
of a moment for the Creators. And that one moment solidified with perfect accuracy, had won and the hideous Beast was no more.
This would be known to the Ancients as the first Creation.
Hope you like it mates, Cheers!
edit on 2-6-2017 by Archonic because: (no reason given)