For A Rainy Day

The dark cloud and the divine light observed the non-primordial dark cloud move towards what would become her tenth gestalt possession. For the Darkness and God, this was the moment that the Lesser Darkness would permanently become thirteen times mightier than her eldest primordial cousin.

"Don't worry, Tah-Hadasha. I need you," the created dark essence declared towards the stillborn offspring, "I'll take all of you, yet I'll save your impressive power for a rainy day."

She moved further to possess the tenth stillborn offspring, then fed it with dying universes and grew it to what would have been maturity. She felt triumph at being augmented permanently by the additional power that was equal to those of Michael and Lucifer put together and that almost matched the power of the late Death himself or his Ring, but without the vulnerability of the former or the fragility of the latter.

"Once upon a time, a mere human had a dream," she narrated, having an account in mind to relate to not just her newfound power, but to all the power that was to come.

"Look, I have had another dream: And this time, the sun, the moon, and eleven stars were bowing down to me," she chanted, recalling the original language that her mother and uncle had familiarized themselves with.

"The time will come," she broke the chanting, "when even the most powerful quasar interaction – the oldest and strongest supermassive black hole emitting the most rapid expansion of the brightest light and of space itself – will revere me similarly and even anoint me."

Did my daughter's ego just cross the line?

Yes! Finally! I told you she would aim to elevate herself at our expense, even yours!

Maintaining her composure, the mother gave a reluctant acknowledgement.

"Congratulations, my dear," she drawled, "for all your creative work so far."

"Thank you, Mother," came the response.

"Before you proceed with creating your improved dual image based on controlled darkness," cautioned the other, "aren't you forgetting something?"

"What exactly am I forgetting?" the Lesser Darkness expressed curiosity regarding her unexpected oversight.

"In your determination to rival your uncle's creative work, you forgot to get a celestial grip on your intelligent creations," noted the Darkness, who recalled her telepathic exchange about her nephew's vessel and the late Death's coffin.

God did not like the direction of this conversation.


Author's Note: This chapter was written as homage to the official Season 13 episode "War of the Worlds." As for the imagery of the oldest and strongest supermassive black hole emitting the most rapid expansion of the brightest light and of even space itself, this enormous upscaling of what a quasar is and does is a real-world reference to a recent alternative hypothesis to the Big Bang theory, a variant of black hole cosmology.