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Chapter One: Awakening
My story begins long ago. It was a time when, all was well in my world. Many of the visitors that have come to my world, call it the 'digital world.' It really doesn't matter, since the worlds are all connected, via different dimensions and such. The digital world, some see it as an oasis in a vast, imponderable void of metaphysics. Others see it as a cesspool of the slums of the dimensions.
My story starts were all the dimensions connect. In a place…Of supreme happiness. A nirvana of life, hope, and enlightenment. It was there, where I was….Born. You see, unlike most of the dimensional beings that were my creators. There was a being, that was digimon, and superior then what was known.
When I was born, my beautiful mother, Hera, birthed me from a place that was strange and unknown…even to her. I was her young son, Kunjin. A boy who was a Endless. Born from the world of mortals, and infused with the 'being' of a god. I spent my early eons grown and learning how to be a god. It was not easy, since my mother believed that I was a 'second advent' or incarnation of the Dragon god, Ra Prine. That dragon god was known for his amazing abilities during the 'End Day'. Ra was an unbelievable user in the mystical arts, his skills were known all over the continuum.
On that final day, our day of being gods, Ra had sacrificed himself to save all life. Before he passed on to the next plane, Ra had told my Mother, that there child would be a 'Second Advent' of power. As you could guess, Ra died and soon after, I was born. From that day on, I dreamed of visiting the land of the Mortals, and finally finding out my destiny in the universe. Fate has a way of snagging its victims when they least expect it. That's what happened on my last day of god-hood.
It was on that day, that I was sent away, or -cast away-. The fellow gods decided it was time for me to go. This was after my unfortunate accident with my powers, which caused the death of over 4 million star systems. I will go into detail on those events when the time is right.
In a flash, it was all gone, I was sent hurtling away from my celestial home, cast down on the mortal world. My formed crashed into the world, deep into the ocean. The resulting explosion caused a massive tidal wave that swept across the mainland, causing the deaths of untold civilizations.
It was there, that I slept. I slept, not dreaming nor resting, just floundering in a limbo of hell on earth. It was there that I slept, waiting for the day, the hour, the minute, the second that I would rise up from this prison. An eternity seemed to creep by, but finally, on that fateful mortal day…..I awoke.
Chapter One: Awakening
My story begins long ago. It was a time when, all was well in my world. Many of the visitors that have come to my world, call it the 'digital world.' It really doesn't matter, since the worlds are all connected, via different dimensions and such. The digital world, some see it as an oasis in a vast, imponderable void of metaphysics. Others see it as a cesspool of the slums of the dimensions.
My story starts were all the dimensions connect. In a place…Of supreme happiness. A nirvana of life, hope, and enlightenment. It was there, where I was….Born. You see, unlike most of the dimensional beings that were my creators. There was a being, that was digimon, and superior then what was known.
When I was born, my beautiful mother, Hera, birthed me from a place that was strange and unknown…even to her. I was her young son, Kunjin. A boy who was a Endless. Born from the world of mortals, and infused with the 'being' of a god. I spent my early eons grown and learning how to be a god. It was not easy, since my mother believed that I was a 'second advent' or incarnation of the Dragon god, Ra Prine. That dragon god was known for his amazing abilities during the 'End Day'. Ra was an unbelievable user in the mystical arts, his skills were known all over the continuum.
On that final day, our day of being gods, Ra had sacrificed himself to save all life. Before he passed on to the next plane, Ra had told my Mother, that there child would be a 'Second Advent' of power. As you could guess, Ra died and soon after, I was born. From that day on, I dreamed of visiting the land of the Mortals, and finally finding out my destiny in the universe. Fate has a way of snagging its victims when they least expect it. That's what happened on my last day of god-hood.
It was on that day, that I was sent away, or -cast away-. The fellow gods decided it was time for me to go. This was after my unfortunate accident with my powers, which caused the death of over 4 million star systems. I will go into detail on those events when the time is right.
In a flash, it was all gone, I was sent hurtling away from my celestial home, cast down on the mortal world. My formed crashed into the world, deep into the ocean. The resulting explosion caused a massive tidal wave that swept across the mainland, causing the deaths of untold civilizations.
It was there, that I slept. I slept, not dreaming nor resting, just floundering in a limbo of hell on earth. It was there that I slept, waiting for the day, the hour, the minute, the second that I would rise up from this prison. An eternity seemed to creep by, but finally, on that fateful mortal day…..I awoke.