Just a heads up.
I will almost never be leaving Author's Notes for my side stories. If I do, it's to point something out that matters to the story itself.
I also won't be keeping track of the views that my side stories receives directly within these same side stories. I already do so on my main stories, and I'll do so there.
That's about it.
[Insert disclaimer about respective copyrighted and referenced properties not being my own and OCs and fictitious storyline being my own here.]
Alpha – Origin Chapter 1: Before the Beginning
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Before Time/Sun/Thomas J. Bergersen (Two Steps From Hell)
(Song Begins)
Before humanity, before civilization, before politics, before war.
Before Pokémon, before nature, before the elements, before mythology.
Before emotions, before language, before senses, before reality.
Before the universe, before time and space, before the beginning, before the Big Bang.
There was nothingness, blank empty nothingness.
Within this nonentity, raw chaos reigned supreme over the vastness of this limitless emptiness. Without the rules of space to govern its position, the laws of time to organize its activity, and the ideology of realization to analyze it, this chaos acted on its own whim, by its own laws, laws that no one could make and govern over.
At the heart of this chaos was a vortex, where the turmoil itself was at its most dense. Within this bedlam void, and through its lack of defining order, an object began to form. At first, this object was small, simply the result of residual activity of the surrounding chaos. But as the chaos persisted, so did the growth of this object, until it began to take on a defining ovoid shape, and a luster that illuminated through and in contrast to the chaos.
The First Light.
This ovoid eventually grew dense enough to fall out of the chaos vortex, and enter the plane of nothingness that surrounded it, that the chaos governed over. The ovoid remained unfazed by the violent turbulence surrounding it, alongside the nothingness that it floated over. The ovoid simply drew power from the heart of chaos, assimilating its energy for sustenance, converting it into something else, something that defied chaos, and acted on its own terms, its own laws.
The First Order.
The ovoid continued to grow, inevitably dwarfing the chaos vortex from which it drew power from, until the heart of chaos appeared as a speck in the nothingness, an iota to the lot.
Then, the ovoid began to shine brighter than it ever did before, even when it tumbled out of the chaos vortex. The light consumed the ovoid, shined over the speck that continued emanating pure chaos, and illuminated the nothingness, to an extent that the nothingness itself never managed to do before.
The First Egg.
In the ovoid's place, an entity hovered before the speck of chaos. The entity was quadrupetal, white and black, and fast asleep. But when "It" soon awakened and stretched Its legs, Its pair of eyes were green and red, and gazed upon the nothingness that surrounded Its majestic, mostly monochrome body.
The First Immortal.
These green-red eyes soon took note of the sole object that resided within the nothingness, the speck of chaos that created this first living, sentient being. And without a logical reason, from the center of Its being, 1,000 ethereal appendages sprouted forth from Its body, all of them surrounding the chaos, containing its omnipotent power, drawing further from it.
As a result, the entity's monochrome body took on a new property. A crest, golden in color and luxuriously adorned, surrounded Its midsection. Alongside this, Its forehead and pointed feet gained this same phenomenon.
Through this newfound power, the entity expanded the speck of chaos within Its grasp, its entire constitution beginning to change as it grew in size to the point where all 1,000 arms could no longer cover it within their clutches.
And when this happened, all 1,000 arms blossomed, allowing the reformed chaos to break free and explode, spreading forth its wonders into the nothingness instantaneously.
The First Universe.
The entity responsible for reforming chaos into order remained at the center, where the singularity was at its pinnacle. All 1,000 of Its ethereal arms seeped back into Its body, as It looked down at where It appeared to stand, seeing an apparition of Itself connected to Itself.
The First Darkness.
This shadow remained below the entity before the miracle It performed subsided, allowing the surrounding light to fade, Its shadow to disappear, and the birthed universe to surround It.
(Song Ends)
As the universe continued expanding infinitely, so did the entity's perception, power, and understanding.
Through It's omnipotence, the First Immortal began to shape the universe with Its 1,000 arms. What began as dust wandering aimlessly in the vacuum of space, and the simplest of elements floating invisibly here and there‒albeit in immeasurable quantities because of the near infinite space of the universe‒, began to clump themselves together into larger and more diverse celestial bodies.
Dust and elements became nebulas and asteroids.
Nebulas and asteroid became stars and planets.
Stars and planets began to emanate energy and bear rich resources.
All of this, and everything in between, required eons to form, billions of years to pass by, for one individual to make something out of nothing. One individual created reality, in the form of the cosmos.
But as the eons went on by, this entity's obvious solitude within an ever-expanding universe weighed more and more heavily on its body than the forces of gravity It helped form.
The entity knew that It was the sole being formed out of the chaos vortex, out of the chaos itself, birthed into nothingness and solely tasked to bring something into nothing. And in recollecting on Its origins, the First Immortal began to wonder why It and It alone was born into anything to begin with.
Why aren't there any other living beings to share this universe alongside It? Why can't It create life just as it created space, time, and matter?
Create life… Create life…and shape it in Its image.
For the first sentient life to create the second sentient life, resources must be gathered, and a method must be implemented and executed. With that in mind, the entity began to trek Its created universe and harvest from it all of the necessities of life.
From the stars, It gathered energy. From the planets, It gathered resources. From Its mind, It established laws for Itself, a further understanding of Itself, from outside and within, to form new life just as It was formed before the beginning of the universe, birthed from the womb of chaos' maw.
All of the necessities that the entity gathered, through Its 1,000 arms, were pulled back into Its peculiar body, where they were amalgamated and began to take shape for the first moments of sentient life, much like the First Immortal as the egg that gave rise to It was beginning to form. But unlike the chaos vortex that formed It, the womb that the entity made within Itself will give rise to new life, as evident by the fact that Its belly began to swell, as if pregnant with growing, developing life.
Within this entity's makeshift womb, not one, but three eggs began to form, each of them similar to the egg that the entity came to be from, but with the second, third, and fourth lives growing within them as biological extensions of Itself. The energy that this trio of developing life is feeding off of, growing from, is not the same raw energy that came from the nothingness that the First Immortal was born from. The energy is refined, gathered from the universe, bestowed upon them as the entity they're growing within essentially gathered throughout Its "pregnancy". Therefore, they will inevitably be somewhat weaker, but hardly appear as such. They will respectively govern over a law over the cosmos that the entity they will eventually and lovingly label as their mother/father has established for the universe.
Space. Time. Matter.
The First Children.
Their destinies have been set before they have even been born, as implemented by their soon-to-be mother/father. They will govern the universe and continue to shape it as princes(ses), with the First Immortal taking the place as the king/queen.
Eventually, the time came where the entity's belly was swollen to the point where the birth of the three eggs was imminent. However, because It has no apparent and gaping orifices anywhere on Its body for the eggs to come out of, the First Immortal had to manually retrieve the eggs within Its body with a few of Its 1,000 arms and lay them that way instead.
Plucking each individual egg within Its womb with no more than three ethereal arms, the entity made all three eggs emerge (from Its posterior) and deposited them before Its face, before withdrawing those three arms back into Itself. All three eggs, no longer taking up space within the First Immortal, caused Its belly to lose its pregnant curvature and return to its normal girth. Then, the entity simply huddled closely beside the freshly laid eggs, watching them until the time came for them to hatch.
For the First Immortal, eons can feel like seconds. And minutes went by since the eggs were laid before they began to show signs of activity within their shells, in the form of shuffling, muffled cooing, and tapping sounds from all three eggs.
Then, for all three of these eggs, those sounds of activity ceased altogether, before the eggs themselves began to shine as brightly as the egg that the First Immortal was born from.
The simultaneous lights were brief yet brilliant and glamorous, not necessarily requiring the entity to close Its eyes to protect Itself from the flash. The light dimmed soon enough, and revealed the first of the Three Children that the entity had essentially given birth to.
To the Gateway/Super Mario Galaxy Platinum Version-(OST)/Mahito Yokota
(Song Begins)
The first of these Children was blue, quadrupetal, much like its mother/father. On its head and on the base of its hindquarters, it even had features similar to those of its father, from the elongated length of the back of its head, to the massive crest it had at the base of its hindquarters.
Dialga.
The second of these Children had six legs, was mostly grey in appearance, and had a longer body, with ethereal wings behinds its back, each of them with three red claws that maneuvered freely without any obvious physical limitations.
Giratina.
The third of these Children had two legs, stood bipedal, and was a light purple in overall color. It had fins behind its back, plates on its shoulders, and claws on its hands and feet.
Palkia.
All three of these infants were no bigger than their mother/father. When It craned its neck down to see them much more closely, all three Children were smaller than Its own head. And as their mother/father lowered Its head to lovingly see them up close and personally, all three Children craned their heads up to see the giant looking at them, through the red eyes that they all shared in common.
All three children curiously looked at the entity that gave them life.
Their parent.
Arceus.
"Hello, My Children," Arceus talked to Its babies, through telepathy because It had no mouth. "Welcome to the universe."
Dialga, Giratina, and Palkia appeared to stare blankly at Arceus at first, not entirely sure at first who Arceus is and what connection It has with the three of them. But within their minds, through the first moments of their sentient life, parental recognition had yet to be established with the first living being that they see, that is larger than them, that is ready to care for them shortly after leaving their parent's womb and taking their first breath.
"My name is Arceus," Arceus addressed Itself to them, as they began to wag their tails slowly and tilt their heads curiously. "And you three are Dialga, Giratina, and Palkia, inheritors of time, matter, and space respectively."
With the parental link established within their seemingly tiny minds, their curiosity and emotions began to shine out of their temporarily little bodies. They stood up, cooed cutely at their mother/father, and approached Arceus' face, before latching onto it and showing their affection to the First Immortal, in the form of playful rubbing and even the occasional licking of Its face.
From here on out, Arceus no longer resided in the universe as the only sentient living being. Now, through Its power, Arceus had created life to share the universe with, Children to love and raise as Its own.
What was once Chaos and Nothingness, what was once One, was now Four.
Little did Arceus and Its Children realize that Its shadow always loomed underneath It, enveloping Its shadow around Arceus' children, and taking a particular fondness over Giratina.
(Song Ends)
"(…) God desires the willing obedience of his children, not their terror." —Orson Scott Card (33) ("Shadow of the Giant")