Prologue: What May Lie Beyond The Gate?
So cold. So dark. He didn't know where he began, and where his siblings and the real darkness began. He was one hundred per cent certain that it had always been like this, so why'd it make him so sad? Wasn't there anything…more? More than to be trapped in never ending darkness? He didn't know, and it made him…he didn't know the word, or how to express it.
Constant liquid was dripping down his face, some even leaked off his face and tried to find some ground, but the lack of even the tiniest trace of sound informed him that he might have been in a bottomless void.
"Where am I!" A panicked and faint voice rang out; the sound was distorted, by what he didn't know.
"You are standing in front of The Gate." An eerie voice answered, he shivered at the sound of the voice, as it scared him slightly.
"W-who are you?" The first voice asked again, increasingly harder to hear.
"Some might call me the World, others the universe, some might even call me God. Most simply refer to me as the Truth."
"W-wh-what?" The voice was confused.
"Prepare to see, the truth." The sound of stone scraping on metal could be heard, the first voice screamed, Truth laughed and the first was terrified. What was that tiny line that had appeared from nowhere, why was it becoming wider? He didn't have these answers. As he looked past the light, something remarkably hard, because of not seeing light ever before, the sight of a brown haired man, dressed in a white robe, and even farther from his line of sight was a completely white being, who appeared to be the same size as the man. He was hard to see because of his skin, and the void around him, were the same in colour, perfect white.
His siblings decided now was a great time to force this pitiful creature to go through the, truth. He didn't really know what so bad about it, the Truth was second nature to him.
His siblings shadowy hands passed through the Gate towards the man, who saw them and panicked. He started running, but the shadows wouldn't let up, slowly but surely they managed to drag him, kicking and screaming mind you, into the Gate.
As the gate shut behind the man, the Truth laughed at his torment.
He on the other hand was most interested in the man, he had come from the outside. How interesting! He made sure to keep up with him as his siblings showed him The Truth.
The man had laughed and began screaming, "Yes! Show me more!"
He was thinking to himself. For many, many lifetimes worth he had been wondering if there was anything else besides darkness. And there was, but did that mean he was done? No, it didn't.
As the man was far too giddy to notice anything, he had managed to sneak around his siblings and hide his weightless being in his pocket.
Soon after the man lost something for what he had gained in knowledge. In this case, the man who tried to bring his wife and son back lost his backbone, taking the ability to walk, showing that without his family's support he'd keep failing.
But he couldn't care less if he tried about the man's problems. If anything the man was just his vessel for getting from world to another.
The world around him was still dark, but as he crawled around he noticed a giant light in the sky, he didn't know what it was or what it was for, but it brightened up the dark sky. He liked it, he really did.
"Now, what have we got here?" He was now confused, he looked up at the source of the voice and saw a new man. He had Golden Hair and Golden Eyes, he was wearing white robes that seemed to have symbols for alchemy stitched into place.
He didn't like the human, heck he didn't really like the idea of humans in general. They just struck him as…icky.
From the man's perceptive, the creature before him was a worm. A black worm, with a giant purple, human-like eye right in the center of its face. The man decided that he'd do some experiments with the creature, and see if he could figure it's existence out.
He had no choice, the human picked him up and dropped him into a jar. He would stay behind some form of glass for many years to come.
But this story isn't over, it's only just begun.
Well, please point out any mistakes and all that. I'm going to take great joy in trying to write all of the history. Well, peace!