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(STAR WARS VII, SUB SECTION 2: ACAMAR & ALGOL)
ACAMAR'S POV
I never really knew what it meant to live, to actually have a life. But that changed the moment I opened my eyes. It felt like I had been reborn. Like i was asleep and had just woken up.
My gaze settled on the figure before me. He looked human, but something about him was undeniably different. Dressed in white, his face was hidden behind a veil of light
"My first creation."
Its soft voice echoed in my ears, and I could sense its pride and joy. I did not respond not because I could not speak, but because I was trying to process the massive amount of information that was flooding my head at once.
"Speak, my chils. For you have been given a voice."
I couldn't tell whether I was lying down or standing. Everything around me was completely white. No, not white exactly, but pure light beyond chromatic constraints. It was the same kind of light that shrouded his face.
"Forgive me. My head was overwhelmed with that information."
My body acted independently, and I bowed.
"It was necessary. And I assume you have accumulated it without difficulty, because you will be my greatest. A right hand, I suppose."
"I was created to do nothing but serve."
"Unlike the Grand Lord's servants, I will not treat you as one. You are my child, already touched by the knowledge of the Archè Matrix. Yet, I will still listen, learn, and seek your counsel when needed. Now rise... and never bow to me again."
I slowly stood up straight before answering.
"Your wishes are my command."
(I'll be using 'he', 'him' & 'his' even though gender is inapplicable.)
He shook his head before answering.
"I do not like it when you act like a programmed entity. But I believe that will change over time."
I did not respond to what he said because it did not require one.
"Acamar, that shall be your name."
"Acamar, The End of the River."
I responded after finding the meaning of said word.
"It's somewhat of a hint."
"A hint?"
"Yes, about my creation. You see, I drew inspiration from Veldanava's works and his World System. So, I chose to craft something similar of my own."
My mind searched for the one called "Veldanava" until I found it.
"The Star King Dragon, Veldanava. The imperfect avatar of the Will of God, the Oneness that existed before...."
I paused for a moment, unable to find any information on the entity known as "Will of God," and just as I was about to complain, my creator spoke.
"No information regarding the Will of God, correct?"
He asked, and I simply nodded in response.
"I omitted some information about a lot of things. The Will of God, as the name implies, is the Will of the God that existed before the appearance of the Unseen Ones, also known as the Outer Gods."
He paused for a moment before continuing, but his tone was stern, which pressurized the light space.
"Listen, Acamar, these are titles that must never be spoken, not anywhere, not at any time. I mentioned them only because of Veldanava's presence. No one should know of them unless they are born with that knowledge."
"Your message has been successfully sealed. Nobody will ever hear it from my lips."
He continued, and the space around us seemed to grow warmer, more welcoming.
"I wanted a world system that operates in the absence of all known laws."
"I doubt humans could live without universal laws."
Naturally, they can't.
"I know it sounds strange, but it will work. I don't intend to use humans or other races. Why use an existing fragile race when I have already created a perfect one?"
I looked down at myself, at the pristine white robes draped over me.
"Me?"
I whispered that question to myself.
"Exactly, Acamar. You are the first Star outside the Celestial Realm. The main branch of my will."
"Star?...Will? Just like what happened in the past?"
By connecting the divergence of the Yìyuán. it's logical if he's planning on doing the same.
He nodded.
"Our race may be confused with the gaseous balls in galaxies, but that does not matter."
He paused for a moment.
"Acamar, the Supreme Star. I name you after myself, the Supreme Star God. That will be your first title."
I was forbidden from bowing, but I felt compelled to do so without moving; my body moved by itself.
"I'm honoured to be the first and get to bear your name."
He gave a faint chuckle, so faint it's barely noticeable.
"If you're so eager to bow, then do it across all dimensions and spaces within this realm that existed before either ever came to be."
"That is impossible. But I can sense the absence of nothing but light."
"I'm one with the Light Realm, and the Light Realm is one with me. As the first manifestation of the Great Spirit of Light, I alone inherited its characteristics, leaving the Seraphs disappointed. But the Great Lord did not complain."
Among the Great Holy Spirits Lord Veldanava created, the Spirit of Light & Darkness came first, the first two dualities.
The first two Great Holy Spirits gave birth to the Great Spirit of Time, and that's when the world began moving. With the passage of time, more Great Spirits came into existence.
(Tensura Cannon)
"Do I have similar characters?"
I asked out of curiosity.
"Yes, my child."
He replied.
"So, as I was saying, I'll populate my world system with Stars."
The fact that he brought back the topic means it's really looking forward to his creation.
"And we'll all live in the Light Realm?"
I asked. We won't, but I just had to ask.
Without a word, we were transported into an otherworldly chamber. The walls, ceiling, and floor were formed from pure white crystal, bathed in a pale blue luminescence that deepened the room's ethereal atmosphere. The walls were adorned with a variety of other alien elements beyond human comprehension.
"This is where my avatar belongs, and this is the base layer in the Light Realm known as the Divine Land."
I could feel myself growing stronger by the second, my awareness expanding effortlessly as I instinctively examined every facet of the Divine Land, leaving nothing unseen.
Yet, my perception halted at the gate, an unseen barrier denying me any further reach.
"We are all alone."
I noted, my voice mechanical.
"I doubt this building is a World System on its own."
"Impressive."
He said.
"Walk with me, and I will explain everything you need to know."
'Once again, it could've transmitted this information but allowed me to experience it first hand.'
We set off together, and it began explaining.
"You're correct. But a bit mistaken if you think I can't make a world system within this Palace. I won't make an infinite expanse to create the world, no. I'll simply make a world containing another from the Palace itself.
The Light Realm embodies me. A Realm on its own, but this is my actual creation. I won't disclose how it operates and the like, but just know that everything beyond that gate is nothing but a field of sand in front of a palace."
As we neared the gates, they opened on their own, unveiling another vision of transcendent beauty, a vast garden stretching across the Land until my awareness once again met its unseen limit.
The air shimmered with serenity; countless flowers of impossible hues bloomed in harmony, each radiating a quiet joy that bordered on divine perfection.
He said nothing, simply walking to the far edge of the garden where the light bent gently around him. I followed, stopping a few steps behind, but he motioned for me to come closer.
Reluctantly, I obeyed. Standing beside my creator, I couldn't help but feel uneasy. Our heights were equal, yet the silence between us made it clear we were not.
"This is my world system. This... is the Pond."
His voice carried a quiet pride as he spoke, and the blur before us began to fade.
Beneath the Garden stretched an endless expanse of water. At first glance, a mere pond, yet I knew better. It was infinity disguised as simplicity.
I split my focus into two: one part extending my awareness, seeking the boundaries of this endless depth, and the other fixed upon the still surface of the Pond, watching as its silence swallowed all meaning.
Suddenly, we began to ascend weightlessly, descending in slow, graceful motion toward the depths below. Yet, no matter how close we drew, my sight revealed nothing distinct, only an oceanic vastness, an endless body that defied horizon or depth, its surface unmoving, its essence unreadable.
"As you can see, it isn't actual fluid."
He said, his tone calm yet knowing. The Pond's surface began to distort, its appearance shifting, what once seemed liquid now shimmered like condensed light, rippling with reflections of unseen worlds.
"This can't be... this is too big..."
I stammered in disbelief, the words barely forming, but he paid no heed. His gaze remained fixed on the shifting expanse as he continued his explanation.
"The Pond is composed of infinite..."
He paused, his expression tightening as if the word itself was an insult. Because it was.
"No... calling it 'infinite' would be an understatement. The Pond is formed from Drops, entities that defy every framework of logic. They can not be counted, measured, or even conceived within the bounds of reason."
It was futile, but I wanted to try and prove him wrong just for entertainment.
(Xd)
"The laws of mathematics should come into play."
"Are you saying my glorious Pond will bow down to some laws constructed by humans?"
He asked enthusiastically, eager to hear me out. It's going to be an argument. (Get ready for the rollercoaster ;)
To be continued...