There are countless stories inside of me that I wish I could tell; could find the words to bring forth and give unto the world from the formless void within where I traveled for long periods of my still-short life. There are countless different personal lives and life stories stemming from countless people and personalities alive inside of me. Each one of the stories being vibrant and unique, each one full and long and complete, even the ones who live and lived and will live shorter lives than others.
From my vantage point; from my unique window, I can see countless possibilities unfold both future and past; complete world histories and universes and so much more. I could dip down into any one of them and tell their story and it would be a while in the telling, but mostly I just fly past while looking on. They have no names; not that I know, anyway; and no faces to them, just stories of lives lived that mean nothing in particular being dragged out of context of the world around them and how can one tell those stories, of entire worlds from the very beginning of them to the very end and the vantage points and personalities and stories of each individual creature let alone the inanimate.
Most stories don’t stick out and I find I have to go in search of them; the lesser-knowns, the fail-to-stand-out and yet still stand out in their own way that is quiet and still every bit as strong. There are legends that are passed on and then countless legends that are discarded or never told or remain forgotten. One legend in particular grabs my attention because it is The Legend from which all legends stem; a legend to encompass all other legends and lay them to rest.
There once was a group of people that became Gods in their own right, that tapped into the secrets of the universe and existed throughout time and space in countless incarnations of the immaterial-made-material. A group of Gods that became more than that and of Titans that shaped other Gods.
Forget what you know of beginning, middle and end. Those are just words to summarize a story that jumps around and fails to have any one of those concepts within it or outside of it, for it just keeps going and wrapping around on itself and creating anew as it goes, for every act of destruction that occurs.
In the middle of linear time in the World of all worlds; the brilliant centerpiece of countless realities; there arose fantastic mortals that surpassed the Gods themselves in designing and constructing all of life itself within their minds; connecting through unseen channels of the mind without even knowing what they were doing until they were firmly embedded into the venture. They found few equals in the world around them and yet counted everyone as equal and love and kindness were their trademarks qualities, along with many virtues, though they weren’t perfect by any stretch of the imagination and they didn’t always exemplify those qualities.
Before we get too far into these mortals, you must first understand that they remain connected to all of time and space in various ways that complement their own unique abilities; their own possible paths through life and reality itself as spirits and mortal beings. Countless people throughout the ages have helped shape the utopia that exists in the future that was made possible only by these mortals putting together the pieces and seeing it for themselves completed.
The past set the groundwork for the future as much as possible and as much as they were able and the future securing the groundwork that was put and keeping it safe; the progression of evolution of the mental capabilities of mortals.
These mortals found time travel entirely possible within their own minds; able to make connections that others would not be able to and found, through insanity, the path to the infinite through deception and false trails of the mind. They rode a wave through life to become rulers of their world and spread their love and kindness throughout all of time and space both in physicality and mentality. They overcame illness of every variety and became immortal in every sense of the word; the ultimate survivors of the ultimate survivors.
They didn’t do it with technology when it occurred, in fact technology developed from their abilities, to mimic those abilities and share them with everyone. They did it with their minds and powers they didn’t know they had. Some would claim this as silliness or degrade it by calling it ‘magical powers’ with a bit of a tone to their voice to suggest insult to the person telling whether intended or not. But, aside from the seeming silliness of it that it may seem to many individuals, there are many alive in the world who know full well that it is anything but silly or insane to believe in.
These people wove themselves into the fabric of reality by loving it as an entity and reminding it of the life it had, of the consciousness it tried so hard to forget as it battled its own insanity. They overcame the concepts of fate and free will to write their own destinies by their own hands and see them through to completion and rewrote the laws of reality that were devised by countless mortals before them who had failed to see the magic inherent in everything around them; couldn’t wrap their heads around it.
They took power at a point in time when a major catalytic event occurred spawning war all over the world to which they survived and flourished in, having honed their skills in the ‘peace’ that preceded it and brought it to stunning conclusion in swifter fashion than any other point in history; rallied and brought peace to their own world; the world of all worlds.
To give a direct number is impossible. There is anywhere between one and infinity at any given place and time according to the give and take of infinite possibilities and the fact that they can’t be everywhere at once, even though they do their best. Through magic and technology, they learned to travel the cosmos and time and space itself in physicality. They created legends in countless worlds and countless stories by doing so; giving rise to countless civilizations and theologies and primate peoples saw them as Gods or Demons.
Continuing to fight insanity, they still deal with corruption within their own groupings, but the constant influx of new recruits and the sheer abilities of the ones who started it all; and their leader who would become known as God; the God of Gods; made it impossible for them to do any long-lasting damage that couldn’t be undone. Throughout time and space these individuals shaped their minds and spirits and learned consistency and control over their powers in both spirit and physicality. Jumping between lives and realities and alternate dimensions until their learned precision enough to be where they needed to when they needed to be, they eventually wished not to die again and cultivated their peoples evolutionary processes and cultural achievements to provide them the perfect breeding ground for immortal bodies.
Of course, perfection is a term that needs to be understood in context, for it’s not to say that it was the perfect breeding ground ever, but perfect for all of the mistakes and corruption that had already plagued their world leading up to that point, but their goal is to cultivate countless worlds in such a way as to make such possible for everyone in ways that all can accept instead of what has been known by so many.
They drove corruption and negativity out of their world by incorporating full philosophies and making the final evolutionary leap into full acceptance of a living reality and explaining concepts in so many various ways through varying forms of communication until finally establishing a base communication that everyone was able to use regardless of ability. By allowing people to properly communicate and have correct outlets for their emotions and pure acceptance and love unconditional shown to them throughout by everyone while the people set their feet down about the important aspects of life, such as how to act around and treat the people around you.
Their leader was their leader because of his unique ability to create entirely from nothing; where each of them falters and fails, he can continue on; he is everything that people wish they could be though he wasn’t always. He is the ultimate survivor of the ultimate survivors of the ultimate survivors and picked himself out of the dust more times than any other; was the first and last man standing and is more proud of being a good man than being thought of as a God. The only one able to keep himself in check completely; the truly incorruptible. (though, that doesn’t mean he’s perfect)
All that they did was allow the catalyst to happen (not that they could have stopped it) and cemented reality in place to secure their own places for all of the suffering that had already happened. Since it already happened then it already happened; it would be a shame to let it be for nothing. They put a stop to people destroying reality itself to prevent it from happening, to prevent them from coming to power and they stopped it from unraveling on itself; prevented the staples being pulled out.
These mortals agenda is not to prevent darkness or corruption from entering into a world, but to lure it in for its final defeat; to put it to rest and convert it through death to new life over an extended period of time, even as it learns their tricks and manages to escape through time and space; they have it on the run from their sense and reason and logic and love and compassion that it is attracted to against its will. Through fear and paranoia and the worst of the worst that the worst could throw at them, they continually proved themselves the best of the best; the legends that all other legends are based on; where the worlds greatest warriors got their fury and fight and where the greatest thinkers got their inspiration and wisdom.
The best part of these legends is that they had no knowledge of the allies they had in life since they forgot all that the spirit knew when they entered into life; all of the pieces they put into place and into play throughout the universe, throughout everything. Their first appearance wasn’t in our world, either; but in other worlds very much like ours where they failed to do what they sought to do. They went through countless incarnations of reality until they stopped failing and are even now still fresh from those failures caught in a great big rehabilitation process they made for themselves.
Kept unknowing for perfect reasons to make it too late for them to truly stop anything from happening or to understand the full scope of what they do so they can act in the moment without fear of screwing up and because if they knew certain things beforehand, would never make the necessary movements and actions to bring us all back around to true utopia.
Not knowing each other and yet knowing each other all the same, they struggled to come together and then were brought together time and again in various lives to settle past matters and do what they were supposed to do; what they were created by themselves for. For, you see, their leader created them first; every single one of them.
On the very first incarnation of reality, he rose by himself and did it all himself and made the first loops through time by himself and no amount of growth or learning can enable anyone to rise above him, which is why he is God and All-Father. He created everything from nothing itself and then recreated it until he started getting it right. Again.
They rose to great heights in their utopian paradise and created marvels; tools; that are beyond our ability to create now, since they do a great job of protecting all information from those who would misuse it. They do pass information back, though and certain knowledge does break through the time barriers and there are certain artifacts left behind whether on purpose or on accident.
Their first mistake was trying to map out all of reality and trying to make it predictable, not accounting enough for future versions of themselves who may be entirely different than what they expected coming to interrupt their own failed ventures which became new failed ventures in the process; possibly creating all that we knew of insanity and negativity to begin with.
Their second mistake was trying to make everything perfect. Some things are perfect as they are and no amount of ‘perfectionism’ on our part and from our perceptions is ever going to change it. Their third mistake was trying to do too much too fast. And yet, from a future standpoint, each of these failures becomes a learning lesson that they would be forced to learn and overcome anyway. Throughout their countless failures, they did just that.
Trying to fix the past only made things worse because they did so from a viewpoint of thinking it would actually work the way they wanted it to and yet left dim memories that could not be forgotten and people were unable to reconcile within them. Vague memories, some times very vivid dreams of past incarnations of reality that they existed in.
After the war of their kind that allowed them to take power, they used their immortality to learn how to get along together and how to live appropriately with the shorter-lived individuals around them; how to view them as equals and love them regardless and over time helped them come to their own immortality by learning the perfect pace for people to learn that wasn’t too strenuous or too much at one time and learned how to custom-fit those teachings for each person. They created vast wonders of entertainment and culture which in turn enabled technology and science to move at a much faster pace and religion became obsolete as their people realized that God and his angels had their humble beginnings as simple men and women who simply rose up and overcame, who never knew what they were doing fully, but did it anyway because of that vague glimmer of a hunch that told them they were on the right track to something better.
After securing their future and the traveling to various worlds within their own reality; and becoming very large in number, they branched out to other realities and throughout time and space itself on various missions of peace and love, creating the reality we know now, helping push it to the point that enabled their utopia to rise; knowing that each reality would eventually have to go through the same things and experience the same things and being there with it; with the people; as it did so.
Over time, they learned to let ‘evil’ have its place because its not ‘evil’ at all; to walk the balance inherent in men to deliver lessons that needed to be learned and passed on, even to Gods and living realities. When it came and swallowed their world whole, they survived within the blackhole itself and became one with the living reality at a much better center for their peace-keeping missions; one that could not be attacked by true evil; for there is still true evil that has yet to be won over and doesn’t want to; fights very hard against and yet still falls victim to it.
They learned how to divide their spirit and remain whole, to fission it off to other realities and make copies of themselves which in time and turn developed their own personalities based on their unique experiences which were different than the source and became Gods of other peoples created worlds and angering those people and causing much animosity and problems to occur; some times causing entire worlds to be destroyed as their reality tears its self apart; creating insanity in the people who helped shape and create it; trauma to all spirits, even the spirits of the Gods of those worlds, within those worlds and realities.
But don’t mistake them being labeled as immortal to mean that they can’t die. Those people have walked through countless fires and found themselves destroyed in countless ways countless times. Learned the same mistakes over and over again until they became ingrained in their spirit, what they knew without knowing.
They truly can’t be permanently killed, though. Neither can any reality or world. It will always be back whether it wants to be or not, in one form or another. Death isn’t a permanent thing though we don’t always get to choose what we’ll be or when we’ll be it. When a fledgling reality or world is torn apart or destroyed, it takes countless ages of other worlds for them to come back and when they do come back, they aren’t the same, which is entirely what these mortal immortals fight for; to protect them from being torn apart in such a manner until they’re ready and able to learn how to come back from it and can handle it better.
Their leader is their leader because he won the war before it even began, was there when no one else was and gave tribute far beyond any of them just what mortals can do. Far beyond what immortals can do, even the ones that are born and made stronger than any before, because he was the first and is the last and no one will surpass him except himself, not for long. At points in time when all seems lost, he pulls himself out to give inspiration and motivation to even the cosmos themselves and for that he is tolerated at his worst and allowed his own pace to overcome things which others try to match. Ultimately, these mortals learn how to create worlds not just with their minds, but with their bodies; to get down within their worlds and do things right, to live each life in full; to help build civilizations and societies from within as well as outside of. To do things effectively and with precision.
And, ultimately, they find within themselves the desire to use their powers appropriately and/or with discretion. They find within themselves the will to see their leaders goal come true, for a true world for all to exist; a world of balance.