Adventures of John: Into the Void
Chapter 6: The Throne of Creation
"Welcome, John the Adventurer," the shining being said in a powerful yet calming voice. "I have been expecting you."
"Really?" I asked, trying not to let how freaked out I was show. "Why would that be?"
"We cannot say too much out here," the being seemed to gesture toward the Void around us, despite lacking any arms that I could distinguish. "The Void is always listening." The being floated away, the ship following him. Without my commanding it the ship docked at the steps to the diamond building, then stopped as if waiting for me to step off. "Please, follow me." I walked down the steps and then followed the being up them. My crew made to follow, but a wall of light suddenly sprang up in their path. "This is not your place," the being told them. "You must remain on the vessel." They looked to me questioningly and I nodded, letting them know that it was all right. They stepped back then and let me and the being continue up the steps.
As the being made contact with the steps it seemed to coalesce, coming together from shapeless light into the form of a man over seven feet tall and covered from head-to-foot in pure white armor. A helmet covered his features, but I could still see two pinpoints of golden light glowing through the helm. I followed him up the steps into a massive hall which contained millions of slowly spinning globes hovering a chest height.
"What is this place?" I asked in wonder. "It is like nothing I have ever seen!"
"This is the Throne of Creation," the being answered. "It is here that the Architect designed the multiverse and the Creator brought it into being. These globes represent the different Earths," he made a gesture and they all zoomed out, "the different galaxies," they all zoomed out again, "and the different universes. Each sphere represents one of the infinite universes the Creator has made."
"Are you talking about God?" I asked, shocked. "This is where God made everything?"
"God?" he mused on this for a moment. "Yes, both of them have been called by that named. They has also been called the Father and the Son, Yahweh and Jehovah, Allah and the Messiah, as well as many other names throughout time and the multiverse."
"Are you an angel?" I asked.
"Not quite," he chuckled. "Though you could call me the prototype for them. Angels differ across the different universes, as you have seen for yourself. In some universes angels are flawed beings with exploitable weaknesses and even fall on a regular basis, such as the angels in the universe inhabited by your friends the Winchesters. In your universe, on the other hand, angels are practically omnipotent and very nearly perfect, with the only angels to ever fall being Lucifer and his followers. Angels, like nearly all other creations, are subject to the universe they dwell in. I, on the other hand, exist outside of the multiverse, here in the Throne of Creation. I am completely unique, the single Guardian of Creation, the first sentient being designed by the Architect and formed by the Creator."
A question suddenly came into my mind. "If God created everything, then who created him?"
"A good question," he responded, "but one I don't have an answer to. I was the first of creation's sentient beings, but I did not exist in the days before the process of creation began. All I can tell you is that there was another multiverse before our own was created. You encountered a leftover from that multiverse in one of your adventures with the Timelord, a time dragon from a previous universe. So there was something before the Creator began his work, but it had ceased to exist long before I came into being. I cannot tell you who created the Creator, only that there was a Creator before him."
"Why are you telling me all this?" I asked. "Why am I even here? I'm not worthy to stand in the place God created the multiverse. No one is."
"I'm telling you this because all of creation is in danger. The Void has always existed, watching as the cycle of creation happened again and again. Though by its very nature the Void is nothing, it began to become more than that. The Void gained intelligence. It gained a will of its own, and its will is for the cycle to end. It seeped into the minds of men and women across the newly made multiverse, forming the Brotherhood of the Void. Through these agents it created a powerful spell which would draw on its power to break the bonds between universes, a spell which you yourself have used in the past. It has been maneuvering events to bring forth its dark will."
"But why me?" I questioned. "What can I do?"
"You bear within you the Spark of Creation," he answered. "It is the rarest of gifts. Throughout the multiverse those few with the Spark of Creation have been known by many named. In some they are called Shapers, in others they are called Makers, and still in others they have been called gods. You are the first in eons, and if the Void is not stopped, you will be the last."
"What am I supposed to do?"
"You must journey to the Heart of the Void, the center of everything. There you will face a battle unlike any you have encountered before, in which all of the multiverse will hang in the balance. Only you have the power to end the threat of the Void once and for all. But first you will have to defeat Shade."
"But didn't you already do that?" I asked. "He exploded."
"That was merely one of his many puppets," the Guardian answered. "There will be others. He is not allied with the Brotherhood, but he is a creation of the Void's corruptive power, much like the Darkness which you faced before. No matter how powerful Shade is, he will serve the Void whether he realizes it or not. Thus he will stand between you and the Heart of the Void, and you will have to defeat him in order to prevail."
"How?"
"I will teach you."
