The Garden of The Void: Birth of The Dream. “The garden sang, its flowers bloomed. Their seeds spread and grew into a formless light. This light grew into a Dream, that which had no end or beginning. That which is supernal and casted an infinite shadow below. The shadow, imperfect in every way. Those below, subjected to those above. Those above, facets of the God soul and limited by its supernal nature.
The Dream grew, it's soul evolving and entering a state of transcendence.
Only for it to be devoured by the garden's hunger. A ravenous might, the eater of Dreams and the planter of new seeds. A mother stood in the vast garden. A father walked about his movements unbound. They stared at the infinitesimal Dream, only for it to be devoured. The flowers bloomed again; this majestic creation is more enormous. This Dream is different from the others, still a formless GodSoul and yet more. The Elysium Gates formed around it, and from within, the dream was made safe from the void's hunger. The mother and father looked at the new creation, their knights and devils charged to claim it for them.
Two sides created, The Void's meleks awakened from dreaming of terrible nightmares. They twitched and moved in a way not even the Father could understand. They would watch this seed grow; from the gates, the protectors were born. They would guard the seed of creation, the seed of a formless dream. They would fight the Knights and the Devils, creatures only limited by their makers.
Two wars had begun and a third yet to be. At the heart of all the conflict, they wait and grow. Until the Void calls the dream home. “
Written by Ghost59 Legal name: Anthony Simmons