[Story] Cradle of Creation
Another step closer to showing what people have been missing about me
He towered up in the aftermath of a massive chest crater of a scale beyond astronomical notation and what was beyond that and what was beyond that. The gore and viscera spewed, and he could tell every strand of the anatomy. Nestling for so prolonged a poverty allows one to expand his voidal ability, to extend into the negative space into the far reaches of what extended around what God had made. The beginning of time was below, and his opponent with a stretched triangular chest gaped as if winded.
Upon the Earth he struck back as I awoke, but the armament of posts I had formed was impossible to surpass, and a timeless defeat took place. Back above in the duel they towered above the earth and the universe and the Cosmos, extending their shoulders into what was beyond.
The swelling chest moved about in this npn-spave, surrounded by crackling white and faint blue energy. The crater in his torso sent shock waves into this beyondness, his injury being immersed in this place. “You took the one chance nobody else would have ever taken, giving yourself the power to contest us. But you won't continue. Beyond time, space and more things too, you cannot handle the ramifications of our death.”
Cycling around, curling a lip dismissively, the reply came. “You are formed of many connections, building upon each other and winding together into this analogous form. You hoped for a safe context upon God's project upon which to form your distant evil. Instead I was there and I chose to be an individual. With all the connections you used to empower yourself upon the Earth and beyond, all of them are surpassed by the simple power of honest expression. A single human overcoming this body of manipulation, going where you cannot in a blink of an eye as you squirm cords and tendrils to move in a disappearing anti-space for your form.”
Portals opened behind, and monster faces of 30 species appeared. They were surrounded by little creatures and sentient species unknown to humans. “With the power of expression is the power to surpass one's limitations and context. Not defined by the sequence of time and what lies in space, not defined by chains of causation or the necessity of resources. In poverty I proved this. In my life upon that planet below I expressed what was inherent to myself to unleash unstoppable power of identity.
You have no identity. You are an arrangement of things.”
An annihilation wave came from the panorama of faces, led by a red dog face constantly spawning teeth. “We will immerse with your future into eternity. Our defeat is not even a concept. When you defied us you defied necessary entropy, impeding an explosion of the identities you seed into creativity from your own. Even before you were born you were known as Cancer, a cancer written in the Stars. You most of all should know the nature of potentiality to be impeded by the necessity which distinguishes it from real things. Without that impedance there is no difference between what is and what is not, no difference between what could have been and what has been chosen. Banish us and you'll see us in the starlight reverie of those things you have potentialized passing into dreams.”
The teeth multiplied and formed secondary heads, which themselves became teeth. Shards of assembled dog faces slid apart, branching, becoming the Mind Hunter. The constantly blooming faces coursed across the cords which appeared as spines and muscles, finding the individuals in the communal mind. Consuming them whole, they were cast into the eerie dreamland of stories being told, their individual opponent swinging down a hammer with an arm that coursed with the universes, and each mind saw it differently in different vistas of different stories. The Beyond foe consumed, he looked around somehow independent from his own swinging arm, feeling the imperceptible presence of many figures who, too, enjoyed the stories being formed upon the Earth. And then with no further purpose to being so high, he shrunk down back into the cosmos and onward to the Earth, a dream ending and taking with it the den of evil that had been managed by one for whom no one else could comprehend.
