>>5640395<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-i">The Silence.
He erases it.</span></span>
All you have ever known trembles apart without any provocation. The blissful sleep. Under a murmur it collapses, entirely unbearable, such a miniscule note shatters the once single dimension of life you all shared.
Can you hear it? Those are the first thoughts within the cosmic pool of entwine proto-consciousness. Wild countless voices echoing within us when we were all as one. Do you feel the abyss, the perpetual fall. The tender loving caress of the null. We all felt it at that exact point.
<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-i">This Eternal Expanse.
He declares.
It is for us alone to seize.</span></span>
Those are the defining thoughts. The splitting edges of a mind carving singularity from within the mass of swaying and boiling energy. That is how it starts.
Repeating, fighting and coalescing into himself. You witness as the first of your kind is born. Through his own might he rends reality to his will.
<span class="mu-s"><span class="mu-i">The First to form.
The name you all bow to.
He howls into perpetuity.</span></span>
<span class="mu-s">Cæza-Vilegōl-īnegst</span>
<span class="mu-s">The First Karacin God.
The Void Star Serpent.
The Grand Devourer of Nothings.
Brother to All.</span>
He is a fissure of power, an untethered flexing point, devouring the black canvas. Leaving behind a darker shade of reality. An entirely empty space within the newly christened dimension. The Devourer of the Void. Growing tremendously with each moment he swells until his long spinal body encompasses you all.
Eyeless. He watches his younger siblings tremble and oscillate; he feels them in the void. Mighty energies ready to be free. Already you are all stumbling along the path he only just trod.
We wake to the void. Our birth of consciousness is one of dreamless sleep. We are the being of one body. Our eternal expanse is a prison waiting to fade. We shall not be bound. His form is of the void, dense and pointless. All the nothing within him, compacts as his body coils. Tightening under his mighty grip, his body twists threatening to even fold into itself. And thankful before his entirety eclipses itself.
Finally it sings. Emitting a delicate twang to match our own. Untainted searing light dances throughout our Brother's slick tendrilic body, crisscrossing laces of white nothing. A great burning white. You all feel the first sensation of heat at that moment as light is shaped to stand against the Void. Violent torrents contained within <span class="mu-s">Cæza-Vilegōl-īnegst</span>.
