It is not dark.
It is not bright.
It is nowhere in between.
It is nothing, in it's purest form.
But nothing cannot exist without something.
That something is you.
Oh, and the others. You think others are here as well.
But you don't know. Unless you do. Maybe.
Oh this is confusing. Unless it's not. Maybe.
You can't stand this uncertainty. Unless you can. Maybe.
What are you?
You are a god. But of what?
>Life & Death
Everything has a start. Except you. Maybe.
Everything has an end. Except you. Maybe.
Wouldn't it be interesting to see the journey in-between?
Why are you here?
What is this experience?
Who is "you"?
Why, you are yourself! Anyone else would accept this, and move on.
Not you.
You can't.
You can't just be a thing that was not a thing and is now a thing.
This is important.
Your life is important.
Life is important.
But you had something before this life. Or rather, you had nothing. There was no "you".
That was important too. You think.
You are now a god of life and death.
You always were.
Whether it will stay that way, remains to be seen. But for now, that is you.
But you can't control your powers. Not yet anyway. You can feel them. Reaching out. Giving your life and death to others. Exhilarating. Nine beings, brought to life.
You can't wait to see what they will do with this gift.
The next few minuets are very... confusing. The nine others, they seem to be gods as well. They seem to have trouble controlling themselves much like you.
Time starts, stops, reverses, reverses again.
Matter starts being a thing. Lot's of it at that. A lot of it explodes.
Color. Filling everything. Even you. But worthless without...
Light. Blinding at first, but whats the point without darkness? So now it's here.
And so on.
Things settle down.
Time becomes semi-stable.
Most matter is no longer exploding.
Light and dark fill all of existence.
And allow color to burst forth.
You feel feelings, confusing as they are.
Everything that is real is real.
All the things that are not real, are not real.
Some things are in order.
Some are not.
You are alive.
You are in a red and blue room, sitting at a table with nine other gods.
They have yet to pick forms, and are very confusing to look at.
Oh, yeah. You should pick a form.
What do you look like?
>>867612
Something like this but more mixed.
I imagine we look like Hel from the Norse mythology. One side vibrants and full of life the other half a rotten and shriveled
Ah, yes.
You go over many designs, before finally settling on this:
Your body is humanoid in form, two arms, two legs, two eyes, a torso, a head, and so on...
But what's it comprised of? Dirt. Solid dirt. With flowers planted in it. You have a store of water in a hollow spot in your chest, flowing through the roots that are your veins. Keeping the flower alive and healthy.
Until you decide to kill them.
The dead flowers are absorbed by the dirt that makes up your body. the seeds are replanted, and the rest is turned into dirt. Worms crawl through your body.
Your head is pretty much a venus flytrap with eyestalks. You don't really have ears, so much as you have some cone shaped flowers growing all over you that are really good at picking up sound.
You slowly leak a red sweet sticky sap as you move.
You are complete.
...
Okay. Well. Thats nice then.
Nine other gods sit at the table. All with complex and interesting forms that are nowhere near as cool as yours. In your opinion anyway.
So the way you see it, you could talk to one of the other gods. Or you could mess with your life powers. Or you could tweak your form a bit. Or you could do something else. Sky's the limit.
What will you do?
>>867766
Ask where we are and why.
>>867766
Introduce ourselves and our domain
>>867766
As a God of Life we must be the one to start things, introduce ourselves.
>>867766
Implant all the other gods with a seed.
>>867766
Claim that we exist
doot
Kinda sad, it seemed like this could've really been a good quest too... Shame
>>874481
IT ISNT DEAD YET ANON