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In a place comprised of Nothing and located Nowhere, a creature, not man or beast, awoke. Shortly after (for all the sense of time one can have within Nothing) it began to learn. First it learned that it could think rationally, instead of the pure instinct it possessed prior to being separated from itself. Then, it learned subtlety after briefly concealing its new-found thoughts from itself. Self-preservation needed no teaching. Then, it found the bars of its "cage". It was held within (or perhaps without) Nothing by multiple layers. Firstly by the blood of man, then by the blood of night. Also containing it was the knowledge of heroes and villains, and ironically enough it was also imprisoned by the very substance the creature was born and formed from. The prison could be broken, it learned that quickly enough. Then the creature learned of the glitch in time. Time, a linear force, had become cyclical. Curious. That was when the creature started to devour the knowledge that caged it. It learned from the memories within the blood, and from the arts used to form the barrier of knowledge. It found a crack in the wall, or rather a channel for its power. The creature found a voice, and a means by which to speak.
Prologue: Awakening
Something woke up.
In a place comprised of Nothing and located Nowhere, a creature, not man or beast, awoke. Shortly after (for all the sense of time one can have within Nothing) it began to learn. First it learned that it could think rationally, instead of the pure instinct it possessed prior to being separated from itself. Then, it learned subtlety after briefly concealing its new-found thoughts from itself. Self-preservation needed no teaching. Then, it found the bars of its "cage". It was held within (or perhaps without) Nothing by multiple layers. Firstly by the blood of man, then by the blood of night. Also containing it was the knowledge of heroes and villains, and ironically enough it was also imprisoned by the very substance the creature was born and formed from. The prison could be broken, it learned that quickly enough. Then the creature learned of the glitch in time. Time, a linear force, had become cyclical. Curious. That was when the creature started to devour the knowledge that caged it. It learned from the memories within the blood, and from the arts used to form the barrier of knowledge. It found a crack in the wall, or rather a channel for its power. The creature found a voice, and a means by which to speak.
Author's Note: Chapter 1 will hopefully be up soon. I'm making this story due to the appalling lack of time loop stories in a series which relies on time loops to justify the entire plot and the existence of a few characters.