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Authors: Mark LaMaster

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"What do you mean by that, another time?"

 

"Like I said, there is much to discuss. Follow me Ashton.

 

The glowing figure heads back around the pool it emerged from upon the crystal beach. Coming to the pool's center the figure stops, staring at the liquid for a moment or at least acknowledging its presence. "Are you alive?" I ask breaking the silence.

 

"Yes, just a different kind of life I suppose, possibly the first kind. I know the endless secrets of infinity, of the known universe yet there are still stories that remain unread. Very similar to you Ashton, I too awoke on these shorelines an eternity ago feeling much like you do now."

 

"But we're so different, I mean I don't even know what you are."

 

"I suppose I am something that happens in a dream, the miracle of eternity, the first of my kind and I same as you, exist infinitely within Father. I have evolved the same as all forms of life in the physical realm. Father is the true creator, I am merely the consciousness."

 

Pieces slowly begin to fit together as we stand on the crystal beach, deciphering the mysteries of creation. "Why have you done this? Why did you create anything at all? Please, I must know."

 

"Crawling from this pool so long ago, I sometimes ask myself the same thing. One moment there was nothing, the next I felt life coursing through me. No reason, no explanation, just existence. I do not exist within the same concepts of life as yourself, more so as a catalyst for life, a host if you will. I am not alive in the same sense as yourself merely the reason your reality exists, but I did not begin this story, I've simply become its narrator."

 

"This can't be real! And here I stand with you, feeling your presence, your power, this sincerity. Strangely enough I feel we have known each other for some time, that somehow we've done this before. So tell me then, what makes me this liberation you speak of? What am I?"

 

"You are my first creation Ashton Mortal of the planet Earth, the purest life form. Your molecular structure has evolved over billions of years until now. We are built exactly the same Ashton, you are my essence in physical reality, my way to leave the shorelines of Father and tend to my creation. Evolving consistently since the dawn of space and time, your design is mirrored from my own, spread throughout the known universes of creation so in essence your quantum structure is the blueprint of all forms of life. You are my contingency Ashton Mortal, my ace."

 

A look on my face like nothing I could ever imagine as I rub my head trying to take everything in. "It seems like right when I'm starting to understand, you lose me all together." I reply puzzled.

 

"Father has given me infinite power to manipulate all things in all places, to define creation however I see fit. It's taken lifetimes to understand exactly what I am, but I do now…
I did then
. Your existence is to ensure no oversight had been made, in case things spiraled out of control I could use you to enter into the physical universe to stand at the side of those who so desperately need to be reinforced. At the time I had no idea what I was creating, but finally I realized what was accomplished. Watching the trillions of life forms in infinite parallel universes born from this pure molecular structure that is finally perfectly synced within you Ashton…"

 

"Your design has been creating, learning and retaining its distant memories. You are the one that can finally right the wrongs of eternity, of myself even." The mysterious figure explains.

 

Standing with the figure chills race down my spine, for I'm starting to understand this manifestation is far to complex, to perfect to be crazy. I'd like to imagine that if I was losing my mind all together I wouldn't be so self aware of the fact. The craziest moment I entertain in my life, these moments where my heart missed a series of beats and I began to ask myself what if this creature is telling the truth? What if this place is exactly what it says it is? Am I ready to deal with the truth, am I ready to accept what's in store for me?

 

"Upon my first awakening on these shorelines they were very plain, covered with the energy crystal shards from the roar of the waves as they continue their endless journeys across infinity, at the time absent of life and purpose. Endless voids of nothingness, until I created you and it is within these waves that the universe you were born to resides and all that mirror its reflection, your reflection Ashton and my own.
Welcome to infinity my son
." The glowing figure says.

 

"This is infinity, this place is the source of all things?" I ask the figure that stares back at me with empty sockets. "This is Father?"

 

"Yes, the waves that dawn the shores below are all things known, your universe and all others share the ocean of Father. We all exist within Father as his raging seas form your physical world."

 

The figure points to the colossal ocean of energy at the base of the mountain's edge and I finally understand what it means, this place is his creation. Surrounding us on all flanks, the flowing energy that is Father and our universe that exists within his bounds. "So you're saying there is more than one universe?" I ask. "That there are many?"

 

"Yes, through the countless universes and reflected possibilities your molecules have gone through a constant state of rebirth in the hopes of achieving the liberated state unified within you now. Billions of years, countless probable scenarios and the grandest of sacrifices so you might evolve into the one that unifies all things in all places. Hearing the repetitive tune of these cries of injustice, I must now rise to arms in defense of my children, but I can't do it without you. I can only bond with you and if you choose this, it can never be undone. We will be one always and finally I can leave this place. Time is truly of the essence, we must make haste."

 

"Why now? Why are these particles suddenly in the perfect state of molecular fusion within me?" I ask intrigued by the possible answer. "Why not some counterpart from another one of my so-called lives?"

 

"You have traveled to me before, long ago, billions of years before this date yet to a premature fate. This evolution was not yet completed, so I made sure that you would have the right amount of time to mature through your many trials into the original idea of liberation, finally able to control this awesome power. You and I are the same Ashton, you were born into physical fabric and now are finally liberated, finally equipped to wield the force of creation."

 

So much to take in, to understand and with such ease this creature has solved the mysteries of the universe. "What power do you speak of?" I ask. "What must I do?"

 

"Once you are awakened Ashton as a man you will be unstoppable, having powers very similar to my own and together, no force in existence will be able to stop us. Right now the battle for control over the known universes existing within Father rages forth. Rebels fight against an evil empire, set on conquering everything within their grasp. The same villains that conquered and eradicated your followers long ago, a tragedy from one of your many reincarnated lives. I will stand by no longer, but we must hurry
for some secrets allude me still
."

 

"Many make their last stands in these moments as the seconds tick by, with the diligent fights slowly winding down as their spirits are shattered, broken at the core. Yet out of the ashes of billions of years of oppressive chaos, we begin a conquest of our own. To take back this universe and all who mirror it and finally right these wrongs of the past. To create the vision I've only dreamed of until now. Together we can change all things Ashton." The figure inspires my heart with words that shake the foundation of my soul as it turns its focus away from me.

 

"Why did you do this? Why even create anything at all and don't tell me the story of this Father crap! Why did you do it? Nothing made you!" I respond emotionally without thinking. "Just because you wield the power doesn't mean you should be the one to use it!"

 

Returning a stare in my direction once more, silence echoes through the air as the figure again turns its back to me facing the open valley that holds the large monuments. Walking up the shore a bit the mysterious creature stops just before the crystal shards begin their metamorphosis into the white sandy beaches. Following him slowly, I still maintain a decent distance awaiting his response. "I used this power for selfish reasons, for I no longer wanted to be alone. Dreaming of a friend, something to make this loneliness bearable."

 

"I never imagined the possibilities that could come forth, never knew the severity of their consequences. Sadly, with infinity involved anything can happen within Father and it was merely a matter of time. It isn't the best cause, but it was this lack of companionship that helped me to create the physical reality that all living beings hold so dear to their hearts,
I just fear the possible side effects.
The dreams of all beings in all places and now I face these choices from another lifetime. Now I wish to break the chains that bind the weak, sever the hold of those who would corrupt my design, those sapping the ideals of reason that I've worked so hard to preserve."

 

"To those of darkness, a force beyond imagination begins to take shape. To those who would defy righteousness seeking to undo all things pure, these embracers of chaos, we will unite to face them in this final battle."

 

"And you think that you and I can save all these infinite universes together huh?" I ask with a snicker. "Just the two of us?"

 

"Not you and I alone. We will inspire the hearts of goodness, the will of the righteous and the strength of those who stand in defiance of tyranny. Together we will build an army like none before it and conquer this universe with all that mirror it back from the wicked. In the name of peace we ride, but only if you choose it Ashton Mortal. The fate of existence for all sentient beings is in your hands my friend from long ago, my equal."

 

Turning back toward me the figure's words ignite a fire inside my heart, this dream I've dreamt for all time. The figure reveals the undying truths of all things on this calm breezy day in a place beyond time and space, a place few have ever seen. "What about my life, everything I am? I have a wife and a child on the way! I can't save the universe!" I reply with my mind made up. "I have to take care of them, turning my back is not an option for me."

 

"Understand this Ashton, if we do nothing they will face the same fates as so many before them. You will lose your family and all you care for if you do not heed this warning. What I ask requires sacrifice, true suffering for all time even but your strength comes from the stars, your heart beats through the eons. Destiny has come to your doorstep this fateful day; the choice for freedom is yours alone for this is your world. For now, I am merely along for the ride."

 

"Why does it have to be me damn it! Why was I chosen for this? I can't remember any of these things you speak of, I know nothing of these evils that go to conquer our universe. How can I do what is needed of me, how can this be?" I ask afraid of the response.

 

The glowing figure, this creator that claims friendship walks right up to me, nose to nose with the man on fire. He stares at me straight in the eyes, energy seething from its aura, emulating a glow like nothing I've ever seen. I watch its shape shift subtly, the liquid energy coursing through the figure, a marble pattern over its body like a pale toned fire, rich with vibrancy. "Are you ready to know the truth Ashton Mortal? Ready to see with your own eyes the task at hand, the king you once were and your final road back to the throne? The molecules in your body will show you their secrets from eternity. Are you ready to become your true self?"

 

"I am." I respond with steadfast determination. "I must know who I truly am, what makes me chosen by destiny."

 

Extending its right arm toward me slowly, the creature reaches though I am uneasy at first. Trusting its words, this creator, this man on fire from the other side of all things to come touches my chest and everything that is Ashton Mortal changes forever. I feel a blast of energy shoot through me instantly forcing my head back with whiplash, generating such intense power. My body changes, my structure shifting into something foreign, alien even. I can feel the memories of infinity invade my sub consciousness, the power this figure has bestowed upon me in this moment and the intensity of things I could never begin to understand.

 

Unable to control all this energy as for once I feel this figure's peace, its truth. My entire life was built for this moment as beams of light spew forth from my eyes, eroding away the years of dormancy. A final truth is revealed in this moment as who I am changes a thousand times over. The energy lifts me into the air with this power generated continuing to grow and I scream out with all I have toward the heavens. Powerful revelations replay over and over in my eyes as the energy exits my body at all points and I feel the man that was Ashton Mortal become something entirely new. Curling, my body spasms violently, the pigment in my eyes vanishing, replaced with the darkest of black.

 

Falling back to the floor taking a knee my head down I realize this body is no longer my own. Belonging to the universe now, I am the king from long ago and I will retain my throne once more. He who has taken it from me, might he sleep restless tonight for I have returned and all things henceforth will be put right. An age of peace dawns this new horizon and all who oppose this truth will face my justice. To those who seek to control the freedoms of others, a storm this way cometh.

 

CHAPTER: 9

VEXICUS

Memories of a past long forgotten, dreams of a life I once held so dear as reincarnated sagas spew forth from this infinite multi-verse. The Creator, the one that first gave life to the molecular structure that has evolved over 13.85 billion years to create the man I am today, this creator is the one that knows the true secrets of the universe. In the moment he touched me I changed forever, unlocking the mysteries held to the particles that build my physical form. From every corner of every universe I've existed as every voice of reason amongst the stars. I am the dream that was freedom, gliding gracefully through the cosmos helping those in need to hold on for one more day, one more hour.

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