《Cosmic Progenitor》Chapter 2-Who am I?
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The consciousness wandered through the countless spaces of fire and water, through the air, and on the earth. It grew into more and more wonder and curiosity of its creations. It watched the fires grow into a multitude of colors, red, yellow, orange, and white. The water crystal clear form sculptures of dark blue ice. To the air twirling into cyclones of wind, changing to a different current. And the earth created metals and minerals out of itself.
To be able to explain and understand what was happening around it the consciousness created the first tool of understanding and communication, a language. He called this language antiquor. It used antiquor to describe to itself what was happening around it. This was so it could better remember it all.
As time passed something new began to take shape. A form of lightning. It was a mass of pure lightning that condensed together. This also happened a little later in all the other elements. A form of water. A form of air. A form of fire. And, a form of earth.
The consciousness decided to call these creatures elementals. For they came from the elements and are made purely of them. They had no intelligence but were beings who were driven by the instincts of their element. Like an air elemental would constantly move around and be unpredictable.
Each different type stayed the same no matter the time. And even though more were created it did not change their habits.
It witnessed new creations, over and over again. Sometimes in new and different ways; in others, it was the same. The Consciousness never tired of it and never faltered in its amazement. This continued for days, weeks, months, years, decades, centuries, millennia, Megayears, eons until it thought to itself, what could I be?
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What could I be? I’ve never thought this before but I should know it, shouldn’t I. I was the first something out of nothing, I started the expanse on a new path. I was the first, no I am the first. My name should represent that, it should show how far I have come.
My name shall be Cosmic Progenitor. For I came before creation and I made it possible for all of the expanse to exist. That is why I am named Cosmic. For I am the first being in all of existence. That is why I am named Progenitor.
With that done I feel a new emotion happiness. For I have found who I am.
To celebrate my accomplishment I wander out to watch some fire elementals. They always come together making bigger and hotter flames. While watching I have a moment of sadness. Of course it takes me a second to realize why but it feels worse once I come to the realization. I have nothing to share this with. With my own realization on myself I have come to a new longing of companionship. I no longer wish to be alone.
As to how I could do that I have no idea. In a sad realization of this I go back to watching the fire elementals. Thats it! They come together in groups but don't combine. So what if I combine two together? I go to two I spot on the outskirts of the group and move them to the side. I then push them together.
This of course didn’t work. So instead I make their heat and size of fire equal and gently push them together. Yes, they combined! they swirled together into a slightly larger fire elemental. Though right after it went right into the center of the group to get better fire. So it might be more intelligent?
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One thing I didn’t notice though, was that the fire element domain, meaning the area of fires influence, expanded over the other three elements. This should not be. So to not upset the balance I combined air elementals of the same current and place. Water elementals of the same fluidity and temperature. And earth elementals of the same composition and structure. After that, they all went back to being balanced.
Though the lightning element domain was not affected. Is it because it was before the other elements?At the moment it does not matter because my plan didn’t work. What else could I possibly try? I could try combining the other elements.
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