The Akashic Record
by Sora G. Silverwind

Summary: In the beginning, there is always the Void. A mythology in four movements.

Rating: PG.

Author's notes: Writing up my own version of the mythology presented in TSA. Because I can. And also because distorting the facts is fun. Some of this, particularly with regards to the fate of the awesometastic Elemental Knights, will show up in Fateful Meetings and its sequel, Darker Side of Light. Retconning of minor (or major?) details from here in those two fics is likely and should be expected.

Any lapses in the internal logic and philosophy of the mythology contained within can all be explained by the fact that it is in the Akashic Record, and therefore it mustbe true and perfect. Really. For serious. It are a fact.

Disclaimer: ...blah, blah, blah, and I highly doubt you can understand the not-so-subtle art that is warping the canon beyond belief. (/Professor Snape impression)

Special thanks to: Excessive time at home, generally being a little out of touch with reality, and Le Petit Ecolier dark chocolate biscuits. Oh, and Dante, of course. (No, no, not the Inferno guy. This Dante is more awesome, because he likes Bomberman and the other Dante doesn't.)And Dew? Always Dew.

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I. Sonata of Birth

In the beginning, there is always the Void.

You seem surprised at my phrasing. "There is always the Void," you ask? I assure you, I am being deliberate with my words. This universe is not the first that has existed, nor will it be the last. Do not ask when this universe will end; that is not within my realm of knowledge. But this I do know: that in order for a new universe to exist, the old one must be destroyed. The slate must be cleaned and primed before something can be drawn anew upon it. There must be nothing of the old to taint the new if Balance is to be kept. The Void must be more neutral than neutral; it must be more nothing than nothing. It exists as non-existence so that existence may exist.

Before the beginning, there was the Angel of Creation and Judgment, who is also called, in the celestial language, Bha'ratha ui Sahirakaenayu – the Angel of Shadow and Light, Overseer of Blasphemy and Holiness. It is She who remakes and recreates the universe to keep the Balance. For the eternal tension and interplay of opposites as equal forces is the Way of things; it is in that cyclical conflict that allows things to truly exist and to be defined.

Now from Her realm, which is uniquely Her own and cannot be comprehended by mortals, the Angel looked upon the Void and deemed it fit for creation. And so She created chaos in the Void.

Out of chaos, the Angel created the Metamorphosis, which brought a measure of order to the chaos. With this, She laid out a Way of the universe, down to the smallest of the small. The Metamorphosis was not the stiff, unyielding Decree of the previous universe, but an amorphouse, dynamic creation that could evolve into things different from what it started as. Nothing was ordained by the Metamorphosis except the idea of change and evolution. There was no longer any such cosmic thing as Fate, aside from the preservation of the ultimate Balance; things happened when they happened, as they happened.

The Metamorphosis itself was woven from the threads of seven elements that the Angel had created: fire, water, air, lightning, earth, light, and shadow. Everything in this universe is made up of some combination of the seven elements. Fire, water, air, lightning, and earth are the material bases. Light and shadow determine the extent of sentient beings' proclivities towards good or evil, though they do not irrevocably define cosmic alignment. These seven elements were created in direct opposition to chaos the primordial element, which lies dormant and inherent in everything until its end, for the Metamorphosis is what traps chaos in order to shape it. When the nature of change dictates that something ends, chaos reclaims it until it is to be ordered anew as per the patterns woven into the Metamorphosis.

Once this was done, the Angel then retired to the realm of the holy that She had created specifically for this universe. It was calledAeschai'del, the Aethyric Citadel. She saw what She had created, and was satisfied.