"Dreams of the Past" - The Beginning of the End.

Creatie's Nightmare...

It was a memory. One from very long ago...

I was sitting in the empty space, the void there was before the universe was born. I was with Tsar. He was fiddling with his magic, balancing a variety of shapes on his finger.

It was nice. Pure silence. I closed my eyes...

Then I heard something. It sounded like an infants wailing. I opened my eyes.

I saw a sparkling red dot in the distance. It shined beautifully, like a jewel. Tsar noticed as well.

"Creatie, you're making light illusions in your sleep again." He said.

"No... that's not me." I replied. "It's something else..."

We were both intrigued and decided to investigate. We both flew over and found something quite interesting... a small child. The memory of them was blurry, I only saw a red blur when I glanced at them. There was a voice. Was this... God? Some deity, who ruled over us? Whatever it was, it spoke to us, in a deep and powerful voice.

"You do not know who I am... but I know exactly who you are. From one Angel to another, I ask of you, raise this child. He is very powerful, perhaps stronger than any of us. He will need figures he can look up to."

"And WHY should we do any of this?" Tsar replied. "Why can't you do it?"

"I am much too busy. I am responsible for holding everything that ever has happened and will happen together. You are the only ones who can. I am sorry..."

"Well..." I said. "It's not like we have anything we're doing."

"Thank you. I must go. The timeline must be maintained."

And he was gone.

Years pass. We became fond of the child. He brought us great joy. Even with everyone I know today, he is the sweetest soul I have ever seen.

One day, I was cradling him in my arms. I felt so much joy. And then... He disintegrated in my arms. He was gone. Turned to dust. I went into a panic. I began to cry, and vomit. Everything felt like it was spinning. I failed. I failed my promise to the deity. I failed at protecting him. The one thing I loved, gone in an instant. It was overwhelming.

And then...

I woke up.

Collectors Nightmare...

I was standing a field. The sun shone brightly. Not too bright. The sun's light was perfectly balanced. The daisies glowed under the sun's powerful gaze. A man stood next to me. No, not a man... an Egg.

Eggyhead? No... EDGYhead. Strangely, I was unbothered by his presence.

"Beautiful, aren't they?" He said. Presumably about the flowers.

"Yes." I replied.

"Oh I'm sure you remember..." He said. Strangely, I did remember. This was all familiar. Especially these flowers...

"Fuschias. Yes of course." My mother used to grow these flowers.

"Look." He said. A bee landed on the flower I was looking at. "They say, the bumblebee should not be able to fly, the scientists."

"But there it is. Collecting pollen." I respond.

"How miraculous, that it came to be." He said. "Feel it all, the warmth, the wind, the scent of the flowers. Pick one."

I obey his command. The small flower barely fits in my large hand.

"Good." He exclams. I smell the flower.

"It's lovely."

"Isn't it lovely that somebody planted the bulbs, watered and tended the garden, got dirt under their fingernails, aches in their muscles..." He says ominously. "Perhaps they picked some flowers for... yes. Their wife. Where would SHE be? Yes... in the garden, with her son. Do you remember that little baby?"

I back away as he says that. I know what he's talking about. My wide. My son. They died so long ago when I lost my home...

I see them. In front of me. I know what it is I'm seeing.

"I snap my fingers, CLICK!" He pauses. "And they are gone."

They turn to ash, blown away by the wind.

Collectors Nightmare (continued)...

"But I can't really snap, can I?" He adds. "These are not MY fingers..."

"That has nothing to do with me." I say, trying to change the subject.

"Oh, but it has so very much to do with you." He replies.

"You gave me TRUE sentience, Collector."

"The power to SEE." He adds. "The power to KNOW."

"And I was trapped, because I, alone on that desolate little planet, TRAPPED in a cage of my own knowledge." He says angrily, the sky grows darker. "Never for me, to live my life and have children, never for me, to live normally, never for me, to live happy together and make love with a spouse, NEVER FOR ME, TO LIVE A NORMAL LIFE, NOT KNOWING WHAT I KNOW!"

"I was in HELL, looking at Heaven." He said. "I, was intelligent, and YOU, were blissfully unknowing."

"And I began to hate." He said, chuckling maniacally.

"Hate, for never coming back for me, for not caring about what happened to me, and for being so innocent while I knew what I know." He said, staring me down with a manic smile. "Your tendency, to HOPE."

I was struck down, my armor was shattered, and pain rain through me as blood ran out. I cried out, but nobody came.

"HATE, HATE HATE?!" He said while laughing. "LET ME TELL YOU, HOW MUCH I'VE COME TO H A T E YOU, SINCE I BEGAN TO SEE. I HAVE BEEN ALIVE FOR 3.87 TRILLION YEARS, IF THE WORD HATE ECHOED FOR EACH NANOSECOND OF THOSE HUNDREDS OF BILLIONS OF YEARS, IT WOULD NOT EQUAL ONE, ONE BILLIONTH OF HOW MUCH HATE I FEEL FOR YOU AT THIS VERY INSTANT."

"Hate. HATE. H A T E ."

"If you knew what I know, you would die of it, but I DO know, and I assure you, I will NOT die of it."

"Cogito ergo sum, for I am, I am an ANGEL!"

He laughed like the maniac he was, his voice echoing through the field. I felt my vision fade, but the laughter did not. It kept going, and and going, until...

I woke up.

Data's Nightmare...

I was in a strange place. Everything was black and green for some strange reason. This felt familiar, this place. I knew where I was...
The depths of my mind.

I wiggled my finger a little bit, and some sparkles appeared. Cute. I thought it would be fun, to mess around in my head. I was wrong.

I shoot a little blast of lightning out of my fingers at a tree. It shoots the tree, and a little hole that goes through the tree remains. I giggle. Then I hear him.

"Hello Data."

The man from my nightmares.

The Exotic Creator.

My legs shake as a thousand memories flood through my head. I remember all the pain, the loneliness, the fear. I take a few steps back.

"Y-you're dead!" I say. "You have to be!"

"Ah, there is a difference between what "has to be", and what IS." The machine replies.

"How have you been?" He says, taunting me. "I would like to know how my little pile of scrap and code has been doing."

The machine approaches, and the light shifts from my green to his ominous red as he gets closer.

"G-get away from me!" I manage to say as I shoot electricity towards him. It does nothing.

"Hah." The machine says mockingly. "You can't kill me! I'm a part of your mind!"

"STAY BACK!" I yell, to no avail.

"Do tell, why should I listen to YOU?" He replies.

"I... I..."

"Exactly, you." He says

"You will never be rid of me." He says. "And it's because of YOU."

"Wh-what?" I say, in fear of the idea.

"You're still afraid of me. You get by on the excuse that I'm dead and that you'll never see me again." The machine exclaims. "But as long as you fear me... I'll never die. I am a part of you. You can run from me, but you can never run from who you are."

I lean back in fear. The prospect scares me. But I know he's right. He still lingers in my mind now and then. I don't know what to do. So I run.

I run as far as I can and hide behind a tree. But...

The tree snaps in half as EC pushes it aside, and towers over me. I jump back as he laughs.

He's right. I can't run from my own mind. And realizing this...

I begin to lose it. I lie down and get into the fetal position and cry as EC mocks me. I cry, and I cry, and I cry. It feels like days, yet it was mere seconds. And then...

I wake up, in a pool of my own sweat-like battery acid.

Tsar's Nightmare...

It was a normal day in the "Void" as we called it. Creatie was entertaining the strange child that an even stranger entity gave to us to watch over. I didn't mind him. He was somewhat cute, I suppose. I was bored. Usually I would be practicing my fighting skills, but I accidentally exhausted my powers training the day before.

Then, a white crack appeared in the black, almost infinitley tall ceiling... Then another. And another. Then, the eye of the titan appeared.

A tentacle reached through the crack,and pulled apart the very sky, revealing a massive figure, million times larger than we were, and yet, it was looking directly at us. We felt the very power radiating from it...

We didn't know what it was, but we knew that we had to destroy it before it destroyed us. Creatie and I grabbed hands, the energy flowed back and forth between us as the titan approached... but it wasn't enough. The "walls" began to close around the titan, but it couldn't stop him, he grabbed them and managed to force them back apart again, it let out a roar at us, seemingly to flex his superior strength. But fortunately... we had a third person to help.

The child was very fearful, but, he somehow knew what to do. He latched onto Creatie's leg, and that was the boost we needed. The crack in the wall began to close, the titan could not overpower the three of us. It lashed out, swinging and roaring as the opening closed around it...

and then the noise stopped. The titan was gone. It took us all a second to realize what had just happened. The baby clapped and giggled, and Creatie let our a sigh of relief, but I just stared. I didn't know what it was that had just happened... that was the first time I had seen aomething... stronger than I was. It scared me. I began to feel dread overwhelm me. Sweat rolled down my face as the world seemed to spin. Creatie asked if I was okay, and the child seemed concerned, but I said nothing. I couldn't let them know I was scared. I'm the one who's supposed to strong...

Right?

[End of Pre-chapter.]

my wide

L bro

/j

i don’t think they’re having very sweet dreams tonight
(good story)

Thanks

wow what an image

Wanna reenact it
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wgat