Part 2: The Void Within

In what is referred to as The Beginning, time is not definitive until that point. The Void was chaos itself. This knowledge of nothing created something immeasurable. What many called atoms are merely powerhouses selecting properties that can control one another based on their light concentrations which react to the nothingness. Light is the primary energy governed by that infinite force unable to be sensed properly, making it invisible to all perceptions and motives. Those natural tendencies between the darkness and light often repel one another for that reason alone.

Our Master believes a force unseen from the outside reacted to the chaos inside of it by sending a portion of its mind to the core of The Void. This was the omni-directional blob named Prism, whose form resembled the shape of a dark sphere. With light pushing the barrier around it to be free from its contained existence, our Master reacted by sucking in Light around its very essence to build The Omniverse. Its work is never done, as Light still grows as a result of The Void’s existence. However, it did create what is known as The Ten Eternal Lights. They are filled with the same unknown force that governs sensibility but it is smaller and still cannot be understood. The only difference is it resides in Prism.

These Eternal Lights hold only one true detrimental meaning. To organize the chaotic light into more than eighteen decillion balls of hues and categorize them into what you now experience as Color. What The Master did then opted our existence based on the most reasonably good future for The Omniverse’s end. Perhaps it is because of how the unknown force prefers everything over nothing, no matter of its morals or intent, that things have skewed out of our control. It does not care about what you don’t believe in. If you cannot control the self and its desires, you cannot understand this unknown force and you will eventually fall submissive to its plans for you.

The lies of nature have overwhelmed us even. So much to the point where we were not truly in control of our birth or cessation on the most fundamental level. The same has trickled down into life. You cannot control your reality. Deep down, I know you want to do this. Every time you close your eyes, the self reveals them to me. Your pain. Your suffering. Your fears. Your peace. Your happiness. Your bravery. An identity trapped without choosing to be made. There is no right or wrong answer objectively in this instance. Choice is not guided by morals but by unsatisfactory means.