A new spark is born in an everlasting darkness, with a shining horizon of hope in the distance, and a myrad of dark spheres of despair. There are an uncountable amount like it, yet none quite the same. It, together with others, start moving towards that shining place. That warm, bright, and beautiful place. This is the history of their journey. To the great light, through it, and beyond it. What is its meaning, and what will they find at the end of their journey? Well, that's a long story. But it's a story I know well, and have an eternity to tell. So, as with all things, let's start from the beginning.