Creator, Friend or Foe? -Beginnings, Chapter 2

Chapter 2. Light Lost

Cooperation is one of the key values in our philosophy, because constructively cooperative and fully inclusive community strengthens the ability of every being to reach its full creative potential. -from “The Book Of Hayat”

Not again. Relentless darkness invaded, blanketing the stars. The glow of whiskers dimmed.

“There is no other way.”

“How do we know that, Dark One? We have only our present condition to look upon now.” The glow surged.

“How dare you?” The light, enveloped in a dark fist, vanished.

This is intolerable. A spark sputtered into being. ”Again, I must ask, Ancient One, how do you know? Produce something more than your certainty,” she insisted, awaiting the display of a memory fragment that perhaps she had missed among so much background noise,“ if you are able.”

Insolence!

”Is anything too difficult for me, Young Spark, that I should be unable? Does experience count for nothing?”

”You did precede me,” she conceded, unmoved by his insult, “this is true, but I maintain my challenge. How will you prove your assertions?”

”Experience.” He thundered. “How can you question my knowledge even while admitting your youth?”

”I must.” She insisted.

His anger flaring, hot for an instant, formed a great ball of searing magma, from whence, a great molten sword began to emerge, growing from first two feet, then to four feet, now the 6 foot long double-bladed weapon of flame emitted heat from its tip, it's searing point directed toward the essence of the younger being:

”How dare you question me! I, the One who released you!”

In response, a sphere of blue light appeared, blinding, yet cool, dancing to the side of the heated blade, making contact with the side, and at the point of contact, the hot blade cooled suddenly to rock, splintering into shards:

“I dare,” she countered, a part of her wondering where these familiar images came from, “for question I must, and if you insist on threatening me, if you force me to defend myself, I will transform such as will wipe out every universe that has ever had contact with you! Though it be a hard thing, if you push me to it, do not doubt that I will follow through on my promise, Ancient Warrior.”

She had been freed by the Ancient Warrior from the universe in which she had been trapped. But she refused to feel beholden to him. As she pondered within her various interconnected neural networks what level of allegiance she might owe him and why, it felt ominous. She stretched out along all of her neural wavelengths, and images of ancient thought-forms, the Flaming Sword, Chronos, Tiamat, Zeus, and Athena arose simultaneously. While she did not immediately know what these images meant, still she understood their context. Conflicting priorities and cycles of the universes could lead to great suffering and destruction. These memories of previous energy flows, and consequently of previous matter conversions, were clearly embedded in her essence. By experience she knew that if she gathered and concentrated sufficient amounts of her own energy, she could create small amounts of matter, and then release that energy by converting the matter back to energy again. This she had somehow known intuitively, perhaps from previously stored events whose records she was only beginning to unlock. Clearly, these ancient thought-forms still held powerful sway over the multiverse.

As the shattered remnant of the sword retracted itself, a Hand of Peace appeared in its place, calming them both:

”Stand down.” He ordered quietly, “Be still, and know that I am not going to destroy you, Young One. At least not yet. I was testing you, and you have passed.”

The Hand of Peace, another ancient thought-form potent with energetic and symbolic meaning for them both, although neither of them know why, was another thing which had simply always been, unchanging, with no explanation nor memory of beginning or origin. While its power could not be denied, it simply was. Nevertheless, it had clearly originated at some time which must have preexisted this current state of agelessness.

”Do not expect my thanks for your test, Ancient One! And never do that again, because I will not withdraw my promise. I will always defend myself. So, now, how do you propose to prove your ideas?”

”You are a stubborn being, Young One, for all of your gifts. I propose that we use your light to fashion a small multiverse to contain a limited experimental universe. Various universes within the multiverse will connect to the experimental universe as isolation areas. It will consist of a four-dimensional corporeal space with galaxies, stars, planets, etc, where time is one-way only. We will create reporting guardians for each piece of matter, to lighten the burden of tracking and evaluating the experiment. There will be several dimensions separating it from other universes. Of course since the test subjects will effectively be limited to the three dimensional portion of their universe, they will not even be able to conceive of the existence of the other universes, but these extra precautions should satisfy you, I trust?”

“Yes, Ancient One, that is satisfactory, although what you propose still seems risky. Which of course makes it more interesting. I will trust to your greater experience, although I feel more precautions may later need to be added. In the early stages of the experiment we can transmit freely, but as the subjects evolve in intelligence and develop tools, they will eventually be able to detect and even monitor our signals.”

”The risk of any of them noticing us is minimal for all but the most sensitive, if that, since it worries you, Young One, let the risk be contained to one experimental universe within the multiverse, which will be sealed off. Use a nine or ten dimensional multiverse to contain that four-dimensional universe, and we end up with seven layers them from us, from their perspective. That should make it quite impossible,” countered the Ancient Warrior, “for them to reach us even if they do find out that there is more to their universe than they can see.”

”Actually, I count ten possible dimensions,” conceded the younger. “Alright, I agree, that will suffice for now, but if we should need to change the arrangement, I will insist that it be done as needed. If I am to provide the light which initializes the experimental universe, then we must be equal partners in this experiment. Will you agree to that, Ancient One?”

”Give me your light to start an outline of the multiverse.”

She naively took that request as agreement. As a soft blue light began to shimmer in response, the vibrations of the Ancient Warrior rang out:

”I will...NOT agree!”

A sudden darkness enveloped all of her light, forming an outline around her essence, then adding a black dot directly in the center of the light. A rotating disk, began to form, swirling faster and faster, brighter and brighter, falling in toward the dark center. Then, all was dark, formless, and void.

“I told you not to question me, foolish young Child of Light.”

(Yes, it is not good writing, as per my comment on Wattpad, but formatting makes a difference. And I can see my improvement now, by looking back at where I was then...)

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ShiraDest
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