A suitable vessel was being born.

It was male, a human male, and with that knowledge we began to act. Lux Et Umbra would be the one to inhabit the vessel, so he was the one that reached out. It was only the smallest fraction of our being that was sent, a miniscule amount to accompany the consciousness and link the body to our full being here in the void. It was an almost infinitesimally small fragment of ourself to us, yet it was a huge ocean to the world. That small fraction of us very nearly shattered the world itself, yet in the end it was small enough to be accepted by the world.

In a glorious moment a part of us was able to exist within a world without breaking the fragile thing lesser beings knew as reality. It was an impressive feat, one that we knew no other eldritch had ever accomplished before.

Lux Et Umbra usurped the infantile consciousness of the vessel body with ease, though as he settled in the vessel’s mother seemed to sense us. It was a problem that was easily corrected, Lux Et Umbra’s very nature would slowly warp the mind and soul of the woman over the time they were in contact, though the extent and speed of such a corruption was unknown to us given how small a fraction of our true being was actually present.

The matter quickly became irrelevant as the woman died from her birthing labors.

Lux Et Umbra was settling into the new vessel nicely, and as such Umbra Et Lux no longer had a purpose. The second consciousness ceased to be and I returned to being a singular being once more. There was little time left however, as my mind existed in two places that could not coexist with one another. If the link remained active then the world I had just so painstakingly entered would undoubtedly collapse. That was unacceptable to me.

I moved the entirety of my consciousness over to the vessel and left the link to fade away. I would be able to return my mind to the void and the rest of my being at will, but the connection between the two was now disappearing.

It was a satisfying thing, but for now I had to focus on being born. I was a mortal now, and mortals were fragile things prone to death. I would very much like to live longer than a few moments…

*

My birth was successful, but my mother’s death seems to weigh on the humans.

Oh, I suppose I shouldn’t refer to them as humans as if I were desperate from them, I was one of them now. It was an interesting paradigm shift, very far from what I am used to. I am also finding the requirements for sustenance and excretion my vessel enforces on me to be very tedious. Worse yet is that I am having trouble controlling my power from within my vessel, and at times it bursts out or leaks for long periods.

My nursemaid, a woman by the name of Holly, is the one to feel the effects of this. The power I emit unnerves the woman, yet it also fascinates her. At times she will talk to herself for long periods, but what she says is mostly nonsense. I worry that my very nature is eating away at her being, a process that I’d hoped to have full control over when being conducted, and that it will lead to the woman’s removal.

That is another new occurrence, I am developing a defined personality and ego within my vessel. The Lux Et Umbra that first inhabited this vessel is no more, I am constantly changing. I assume my mind is evolving, or perhaps simply adapting to meet my new vessel’s needs. Either way I find the matter to be exciting to say the least.

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*

I am a new being.

An Eldritch that inhabits a mortal form, my very existence is a paradox. I am beginning to like this paradox more than what was once the norm as well. My thoughts are becoming noticeably less detached and my mentality is developing in a new and refreshing way. I am beginning to value things, and my thoughts are beginning to reflect this change.

I am also beginning to develop new emotions, an evolution of my being that I am welcoming with open arms. I find emotions to be wonderful, and I can now feel to an extent and at a range that was before incomprehensible to me. I quite enjoy it, and that makes me happier than I have ever been before.

Though with all these changes and evolutions the very essence of my being is called into question. I am Lux Et Umbra, Light And Shadow, the endless and the eternal eldritch being that has existed since before the creator, yet at the same time I am something new.

I am glad that little is expected of me in my infancy as my mind is growing quite busy grappling with these matters.

*

Holly has left me to birth her own child, and remarkably I think I may miss the woman. I had grown used to her presence and now that I lack it I find myself discomforted. Perhaps this is affection for another? I do not know, however I would like my Holly to return soon.

*

I dislike the new nursemaid, she does not feed me enough and allows me to remain in my own filth for far too long. I can see that she is disturbed by me and I have attempted to better reign in my nature, but that has changed nothing.

I have learned to be possessive with what I consider as my own, and I now understand that I consider Holly to be my possession. I want her returned at once, and I want this woman by the name of Rell to disappear.

I may need to remove her myself…

*

I have learned hatred, Rell has taught it to me.

Even after mastering my own nature and controlling my power Rell has done nothing but wrong me. The woman was even frieghtened by the simple change in eye color my vessel went through when I mastered my power. One eye merely changing from blue to gold sent the woman into hysterics and caused my father to become involved.

They all avoid me now, and they do not even let Holly into my room. I have heard her outside pleading to come in and take care of me, but they refuse her.

The household is now waiting on a priestess to come and inspect me.

*

I am hungry, I hate being hungry. I hate Rell all the more for causing this.

She’ll must be punished.

*

The priestess shall be coming soon. I hear people talking outside my room and they say that she will arrive within the next day or two.

It won’t save them. I’ve decided that the only person here I hold any affection or positive feelings for is my Holly, all the others are people I am growing to dislike.

My hunger is making me irritable, any normal infant would have died by now. I can sustain myself for a few more days, but afterwards I will need some form of nourishment to survive.

Holly will feed me, I just need to get them to let her back into my room again.

*

My mind is almost completely changed, and I am quickly developing in a direction I didn’t expect. Perhaps it is my infancy or maybe the novelty of my new emotions, but I have noticed that my mentality is becoming less mature with every passing moment.

Eons of life and I am beginning to act and think like a child.

I do not think this is a bad thing, in fact I soon plan to embrace this new shift in mentality as it will bring me closer to my ideal experience. Still I must hold on to myself as I am now for a little longer, the priestess will be arriving soon and I will have to confront her.

It will be a test of my power against that of her god’s, and knowing the nature of what I am it is a test I am all but certain to pass. All I need do is channel my power and make eye contact, then it will be her will against my own and my will is both ancient and unshakeable. At least, it is for now…