impossibly old || world creation

t a g s: #worldcreation

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guess who’s behind on.. everything

i figured now’s as good a time as any to catch up on this challenge, since part three was dropped not too long ago. even though part two came out... literal months ago. there’s no judgement in this household.

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”papa?”

”yes, child?”

”where did we come from?”

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the boy sat on the edge of his newest star system, smiling at his creation. his father looked to his own father, begging him silently to explain to the child the nature of their ability. the old man scoffed at his son. he will learn on his own, he thought. just as his father did. just as i did.

the boy comes to his grandfather one day, cradling a dying star in his arms, his face wet with tears. his eyes ask one question: why? his grandfather wipes away his tears before looking at the boy’s father, and feeling guilt creep throughout his body.

the grandfather sat at the edge of his thousandth star system, eyes wet at its mortality. his grandson sat next to him. the boy looked up at the old man, eyes asking one question: why? the old man blinks away his tears and leaves the boy at the end of the universe.

the boy finds his father, spread across an innumerable amount of galaxies. he calls to him, waits for him to gather his sentience. he asks his father of their past, of their birth. his father swallows down the bile that enters his throat and smiles at his son. he answers.

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their bodies are made of stardust. pulsing. bright. the elements of life coursing through their veins at speeds unimaginable. the heat of simply existing is unbearable, yet comforting in the unforgiving cold of nothingness.

their minds are wisdom incarnate. millennia of knowledge packed forcefully into a single consciousness. insanity threatens to spill over at every waking moment. but the brain comes not with an expiration date.

their souls are everlasting. imagine to live forever. they have peaked at the top of an unclimbable mountain. they have no way to get back down. they have existed long before any of us. they will exist long after us.

they are the world and everything in it.

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