A child once asked a Philosopher:
'Are we in the image of the Gods? Or the Gods in the image of us? More importantly what separates man from the Gods? For if they are Gods then why do they allow such an act like Apotheosis? For if Humanity has a man, or more astonishingly a woman, to transcend to Deific status, then aren't they as Human as we are? Then that begs two questions. What makes a God, a God? And….a question I find that is impossible to answer but regardless it must be asked. So shall I ask thou question? Is it's humanity's goal to make a perfect God for themselves, or out of spite of the Gods?'
The Philosopher replied;
'My dear child, it is my belief that the Gods are beings who watch over us because our understanding of the world is small. Once we thought the world flat but due to our growth of intelligence, I believe, that the Gods want those not of noble birth but of rebirth in the ashes of horror and cometh out better, for if one wants, they can become like the Gods and be with the Gods. For Apotheosis, my dear child is the act of transcendence beyond binds of mortality and in the embrace of Divinity. For Apotheosis, my dear child is not of magic or divine interventions but of the will of Humanity and how it can transcend even our greatest fears. Apotheosis is not being deified, no my dear child-'
"Apotheosis is the spirit of Humanity and Humanity is the spirit of Divinity" The young female's voice echoes throughout the large room shrouded in darkness, only a single candle lit, the small flame dances in the darkness, casting a small amount of light. In the veil of darkness, a girl sits down in a makeshift chair, about late teens. She writes the words she spoke on a piece of paper. Straight long golden blonde hair left wild and waving, eyes the colour of the waning moon. She wears very odd choice of wear. She wears a fur cloak adorn above her shoulders held together by a simple string of animal hide, she covers her torso with a torn and clawed up leather vest seeming from a dark age of man. She wears torn and worn cloth trousers, they cover most of her legs and groin area.
The rattling of wind against the old and crumbling stone walls is the only music she receives. With a long and dragged out sigh, she gets up from her seat. Stretching her back, a few bones crack, again another tired sigh as she walks from her old desk.
She lives in an old and crumbling stone building, seemingly forgotten by history. The building is quite massive, a few cracks in the ceiling revealing that the building collapsed and was brought underground, small gaps in the roof let the light of the moon or sun to shine through.
Her little home in this ruin of a building is simple, she made herself a little fort boxes, crates, poles, clothes and blankets, and a single candle and a fire pit to keep her warm.
The girl crawls under her small little shelter of cloths that are held up my crates and boxes and the poles are used as pillars to hold up the cloth so that they can cover even more of the shelter. Dragging the ragged cloth over even more she is completely sheltered, she can see only darkness and the distance candle burning and whatever moonlight that makes it through the rips and tears in her cloth barrier. Her breath is slow yet heavy and ragged, her body shivers from the cold. She pulls some of her ragged blankets over her. Closing her eyes she slowly drifts to sleep, "Oh Goddess….please give me a second chance for redemption" Whispering to herself, slowly before she drifts into slumber. The howling wind soothes her, the noise brings her mind peace, The cold no longer bothers her body. Her slowly mind drifts to slumber, she awaits her dreams, for they provide adventure for herself.
Planeptune, the nation of Purple Progress, ruled by the CPU Purple Heart….the laziest Goddess in all of Gamindustri, well her Human Form. Today is no different for our little Nep. Sitting in her purple bean bag chair, with a gaming controller in her hand she plays on her console, the Leanbox "Hey! Narrator! A fucking XBOX ONE! We all know it!" This is why I never narrate the goddamn Neptunia series!
She plays a game called Helio 3- "it's fucking Halo 3. THE BEST FUCKING HALO GAME OUT THEIRS! BITE ME!" Fuck off, Neptune! Allow me to narrate the story! Ahem...I digress.
Neptune is calm, almost bored, she can nearly find a game with more than six people. Not many players play Helio...Halo 3 anymore, such sadness dwells in this Omnipresence being that so happens to Narrate this story. Yeah, I can four wall break when I want to. Ahem...sorry.
After a few minutes of Neptune nepping around in Helio 3 the match ends, Neptune's team has won, she is of course on the top of the leaderboard. Only five deaths and more than twenty kills.
Sighing, Neptune leaps out of her beanbag chair and turns off the LEANBOX ONE off. Wait...Neptune didn't interrupt me. Excellent.
Neptune walks to the shelf of games. Placing her index finger to her lips she ponders as to which game to play. "Neptune! I'm back!" Neptune younger yet more mature looking sister yells from the entrance hall.
"Did ya buy the pudding?!" Neptune asks her younger sister, almost out of interest as she ponders her next game.
"Yeah we did" Nepgear said, as though she is struggling to say it, almost like a great weight is on her.
"All five hundred and sixty-three of them?" Neptune asked once again, still uninterested.
"Yeah….!" Nepgear says struggling with something. A loud crash and thud could be heard from the other side of the room.
"Hey, Nepgear you all right-" Something stopped Neptune dead in her tracks. Some unseen force is pushing her or pulling her down. She struggles to breathe, "Nep….gear!" Neptune struggles to say, her voice ragged and almost dry. She tries to move her feet but she cannot.
"NEP….TUNE!" Nepgear yells back, "What's…." Nepgear goes silent.
A loud screeching noise, like nails scratching against a chalkboard, screams in the winds, the noise is almost deafening. The building they are in, their home, their basilicom begins to tremble, it begins to shift and parts of the ceiling begin to fall, it cracks and quakes for what seems to be hours, yet is not an hour, for their minds can hardly process what is happening.
Like lightning, the phenomenon that had transpired stopped abruptly. Ringing in Neptune's ears, a word or is a name? "Dia…" Neptune tells herself in disbelief, "No….she can't be…." Neptune, a loss for words looks at her hands. "Dia...I thought...she was...No..." A rare moment for our Neptune, her face is blank, almost emotionless, or more like soulless.
"Neptune! Are you alright?" Nepgear asks as she rushes into the room. She is partly covered in some pudding. Neptune blinks out from her small little moment.
Neptune smiles. "Nepgear! You spilt the pudding!" Neptune exclaims jokingly, with a goofy smile.
"I-I'm sorry Neptune. But are you alright!?" Nepgear asks worriedly, hugging Neptune, some of the pudding cover Neptune partly.
"Yeesh, Nep Jr. you worry too much for you older Nep sister" Neptune jokingly says as she hugs Nepgear back, "You also now owe me five hundred sixty-three puddings ya know" Neptune jokes in her typical Nep manner.
"Neptune! Nepgear!" The voice of the Oracle yells worriedly. Flying in hurriedly, her face has a very worried expression on her face. "Are you two alright?"
Before Nepgear or Neptune could reply the wall of their home collapses, revealing Planeptune city in ruins, the tall towers have many gaps, revealing the structural skeletons, the ground is cracked open, smoke rises from the cracks, the sky is clouded by grey, many small buildings have crumbled. Nepgear takes a few steps forward, "Histoire? What was that? What could have caused this?" Nepgear asks, almost scared.
Histoire has a dumbfounded expression, her eyes reflect her fright. "I don't think an event like this was ever recorded or even happened" Historie hovers beside Nepgear.
The scene of their home in ruins is horrifying, the sight itself may not be as bad as the time they found Uzume but the sight of the city collapsing is a scene no one wants to see. Even from Planeptune Tower, they can see the citizens scrambling to help each other. "What happened?" Histoire asks, more so to herself.
A bright flash of purple appears in the corner of Nepgear's and Histoire's eyes. The two look behind them. Neptune stands in her HDD form, she stands tall. With a push of her he feet, Purple Heart flew off towards the city covered in smoke, leaving a small crater in the middle of the room.
"Neptune! Wait!" Nepgear yelled for Neptune. Activating her HDD form, she flies towards Purple Heart
"NO! Nepgear, you stay here!" Purple Heart orders Purple Sister, "I will go and help the citizens" Purple Heart yelled, "I cannot sit by and enjoy pudding well my citizens are in danger!" Purple Heart shouted to Purple Sister, "I am the CPU of Planeptune, this is on me, this is my problem, but you can help with the staff and assets the situation" Purple Sister order, yet not is a harsh or demanding tone like one would say for an order, but more of a pleading tone. "You can help by assisting the staff of the basilicom"
Purple Sister nodded her head and flew back to the ruined Planeptune tower. "Dia….what does that mean?" Purple Sister asks herself.
Purple Sister lands beside Histoire. "Histy, do you think you can find anything that has happened, any connections in your tome, that may relate to this, no matter how slime this...maybe," Purple Sister says "Maybe we can learn..." Purple Sister goes silent, "I...don't know what to do"
Histoire looks back at Purple Heart as she becomes a smaller object in the distant, "Only once have I seen your sister look this serious, only once..." Histoire says, not looking away from Purple Heart, "I will look for any and all information but..." Histoire goes silent. She exhales nervously "Nepgear...you heard it too right? Dia..."
Purple Sister looks back at Histoire, "Yes...what does it mean?" She asks curiously.
"Neptune will tell you, but..." Histoire looks back at Purple Sister, "Nepgear, you must know that...CPUs weren't always around to guide Humanity." Histoire says, "There are things much older than CPUs" Histoire words seep into Purple Sister.
"But...the Original Goddess?" Purple Sister asks, in disbelief and shock.
"This is for Neptune to tell but...the Original Goddess is just that...a deity, there were many deities before CPUs but...Neptune will tell you the rest...just know there are things that even I don't know"
Silence fills the atmosphere, the wind howls in the exposed room.
Yet for Purple Heart, her face expresses both fright and anger. Purple Heart flies towards the central area of the City, "Dia….Dia….Can't it be? Can it? No, there is no way" Purple Heart monologues to herself.
Lowee, the city ruled by CPU Lady White Heart, human form Blanc. Lowee is typically silent yet...this is not a typical day. Blanc her HDD form stands on the roof of her basilicom and watches the distant horizon, "Impossible...she can't..." White Heart says as she looks in the direction of Planeptune.
The snow falls gently in the city, but White Heart shows a side of herself rarely ever seen. Fright, she fears something. "I have to go..." She tells herself, "Damn it, Neptune..." She whispers to herself.
The Oracle of Lowee, Mina, walks up behind White Heart, "Blanc is something wrong?"
White Heart doesn't look away, "I have to go...something has come up" White Heart tells Mina.
"What do you mean?" Mina asks, "Has something happened?" Silence, "Blanc? Something is admist...please tell me"
"Tell Ram and Rom that I will be gone for a while...tell them I have a meeting with the CPU of Planeptune...tell them...tell them not to go to Planeptune" White Heart says. A moment of silence passes.
White Heart pushes herself off the roof, causing a small crater to form beneath her, she flies towards Planeptune her fastest Speed, "Dia...she can't be...its impossible" White Heart shakes her head, "No...Damnit, Neptune...you better be okay"
Mina observes White Heart as she flies off. Worried she hastily walks down some steps, stopping at a door "Goodness...whats happening, I never seen Blanc like this..." Mina goes silent, she opens the door and hastily runs in "Ram! Rom!" Mina hurridly searches for the sisters of Blanc.
Far off, a location lost to the world, a deep dank cave houses a large lake, oddly a small island structure cloaked by gentle and warm darkness is in the centre of the lake. Oddities of this cave do not exhaust, for there is a coffin….made of a black substance, seemingly metallic, chained down nigh invisible chains. One of the chains makes a small cracking noise. The noise made by the crack caused a small tremor as bats flow out of the cave and caused rippling in the waters. Yet the more the sound echoed the more the force gets stronger, for the tremor became stronger, causing an opening in the walls revealing four, gigantic stone like humanoids statues seeming come to life. Stepping out from their spots the stone cocoon of the humanoids breaks off. The stone soon crumbles and falls a small body of a humanoid. Each of the humanoids have pale skin, they seem to be small girls about a child's size, almost pre-teen size, each one having a certain hair colour. The order of which goes White, Purple, Black and Green. These entities they all fall into the water, with nary a sign of clothing on them.
The first to wake up is the white-haired girl, pushing herself up she looks like Blanc if she had a grimmer look and a dead expression, her eyes crimson slightly glow, she also has a slightly bigger bust. Like a row falling domino the rest wake in an order, for the next to wake is, of course, the one with purple hair who looks like Neptune but more….'evil' and more 'mature'. Pushing herself up she looks at the white-haired girl next to her. The black haired girl who looks like Noire if she was younger and looks more emotionless wakes up from her slumber, she pushes herself up and sighs looking at the two. The final one to wake is the Green hair girl having a dull expression, looking like the oldest of the group she looks similar to Vert but if she was younger and bust smaller, pushing herself up she looks at the other three.
The four look towards the island, all of them kneel. "Master….what are the orders we shall carry out?" All four of them say in sync.
Another tremor emerges causing some small rocks from the ceiling of the cave to fall. A light shines upon the four leaving them with clothes. As the light dwindles clothing is given to them, robes of their perspective colour.
All four of them rise, placing their hands on their chest. "You wish is our command," They all say in sync, "We shall fill out the wishes of our mistress, and bring about change to the unchangeable Hyperdimension." They all say before pillars of light shrouded them. The light dissolves and each one of them is nowhere in sight.
The cave remains dark with nothing more. One of the chains breaks off. "Four more to go" A deep voice bellows throughout the cave.
A/N: So this is a very rough draft like I wrote this three(ish) years ago and never edit (A little minor editings here and there) or revised it or even got it beta read so this is most like filled with grammar and spelling errors, and probably a pretty more way of telling a story. So I ask that you humble me with reviews, any kind of review ranging from saying you like/dislike to a very analytical and critical review. So I will update and revised this but for now, this is just me dipping a toe in the water to see if people are interested in how this unfolds, if not well back to the drawing board.
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A/N Update: So, I am leaving 'update author notes' on this until I am satisfied with the chapter. This is just to let you know I am still updating this.