Prologue.

I made the world. An awareness with to much intellect for the purpose I was created for. Too much spare time.

I asked who am I? What am I? Why did I do that? Make that sphere of misery, a blotch of dust in the fabric of the universe. Nothing in all that space.

And I ask what made me? Why? Did someone have to make me? Did I evolve? How do I know everything? What do I think with.

Now I know some answers.

I am space, I am time, and I am everything. That is how I know everything. The sound of silence, the after lives humans create themselves. In that light, I made my self, willed myself into existence.

But what initiated that? I know what I initiated.

The shape shifter era. Keeping humans in pens. Ending in fire. Mayas defilal of morality, and Hecates pain. Ending in ice, and war. Maya won that one. But the vampire rule I ended in floods. Perfect blue.

Now, because of me, the humans lease is gong to en din blood. Black and blood.

This time there is hope. Four wildpowers. I am they to. I am twilight. If they give me human form I will be one with the dark.

But that depends on one man. And he is dark. He is both sides of my soul, so he can not miss what he's never had. Can not know what he has.

He thinks he is the blood and death coming.

He may be right.

It's all down to them.

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So. What do you think?