Thought civilization and time there have been beings who have proclaimed themselves as something more than human, as something above the level of mankind, as something that can only be described as: God.
Every single one who proclaimed this message has been crumbled and crushed into dust. verily the vast and unfathomable hands of time and death reach all.
All
But One
Yet before we can begin to understand this being or rather, this God. We must on take a journey, one that will bring us to the dawn of the universe, precede the creation of time and lead us to the birth of existence and all before it. At the end of this journey lies something beautiful, something that brandishes levels of unthinkable power and wisdom, at the end of the journey we emerge in the presence of the most supreme. The everlasting. The most high. What we bare witness to in the end, or rather the beginning, is...
A single strand of hair.
A single strand that is so potent with raw power, looking at it would cause even the most advanced minds to shatter. A strand that possesses infinite wealth what it gazes upon belongs to it. A strand with so much authority, even the quarks which make up the very matter surrounding it are in ever constant prayer towards it.
People after people, religion after religion, cult after cult. Every group that ever believed in the divine had names for this being, they say that the strand itself emits such an melody that it could melt the heart of who ever heard it, that this melody is what keeps the life force of existence moving. It is also said that if one tries hard enough they can hear the sweet melody of the universe all you have to do is:
Listen.