The Principles of the world Series
Book 1: My will is the truth of the world
Chapter 1: Birth (Life and Tyranny)
I can still vividly recall the earliest moments of my existence, before the world itself was reborn anew. I was a solitary presence, adrift in the vastness of nothingness. When I recount this memory to my children, they perceive it as an eternity spent in the void before creation, though to me, it felt as though no time had passed at all. How could it have, when time itself had yet to come into being?
Nevertheless, dwelling in that void was an unremarkable experience, a dreary interlude somewhere between a fleeting moment and an everlasting epoch. Yet, as I would soon discover, even in the darkest of nights, the sun would inevitably rise.
My first sunrise heralded the birth of a world, a phenomenon I bore witness to and a mystery that has always eluded me. How did creation come into existence? Why did it leave me unaffected? And most perplexingly, why do I possess an insatiable desire to comprehend it?
Throughout my existence, this quest for understanding has remained my foremost and unfulfilled yearning. The act of creation itself was nothing short of awe-inspiring. For one who had known nothing, the universe unfolded before me as an endless tapestry, brimming with celestial wonders and secrets waiting to be unraveled.
The birth of galaxies and the birth cries of stars enraptured my senses. I marveled at the symphony of cosmic forces, the symmetries and harmonies that interwove with meticulous precision. It was as if I, too, had played a role in this grand orchestration, intimately connected to the unfurling cosmos.
As time began to weave its threads into the fabric of the world's birth, I, too, found myself ensnared within its constraints. While the sights I beheld were undeniably captivating in countless ways, the passage of a mere couple million years transformed them into a wearisome routine, devoid of novelty. Shimmering orbs of gas and celestial rocks orbiting them became insufficient to capture my attention.
There were moments when I longed for the embrace of the void, where time held no sway, and its meaning was rendered irrelevant. In that timeless expanse, existence was unburdened by the relentless march of seconds, minutes, and hours. The void, though devoid of substance, had an allure, an ethereal tranquility that now seemed to evade me.
In the face of eternity, the grandeur of galaxies and the birth of stars began to pale. The celestial ballet, once a symphony of cosmic proportions, became mundane, predictable, and repetitive. The universe, while vast and infinite, seemed to offer a limited range of experiences, leaving me yearning for something more profound.
I embarked on journeys across the cosmos, traversing galaxies and witnessing cosmic phenomena beyond mortal comprehension. Yet, even the most extraordinary sights began to blur together, their brilliance dulled by the weight of time. The allure of novelty waned, leaving an emptiness that echoed the void from which I emerged.
Continuing on my ethereal journey, devoid of a defined form, destiny led me to a remarkable encounter--a profound revelation in the form of life. Amidst the countless satellites orbiting a distant sun, I chanced upon a minuscule entity, teeming with vitality, even if only on the scale of bacteria. Intrigued, I endeavored to engage with it, to establish a connection, but soon realized the limitations of my formless existence. I lacked the means to truly interact with the world in anything more than a superficial manner.
Yet, a growing realization surged within me, an intuitive conviction that I possessed the ability to rectify this disparity. How, I could not fathom, but an inner knowing whispered that assuming physical form was indeed within my grasp. Driven by this newfound belief, I became determined to manifest myself in tangible embodiment. It was a path I felt compelled to tread, propelled by an irrepressible desire to experience existence in a profound and intimate manner.
And so, as destiny conspired, I bore witness to the miraculous birth of another minuscule life form--a mere speck amidst the vast tapestry of existence. In that pivotal moment, a surge of determination welled within me, urging me to seize the opportunity and claim this newly formed vessel as my own.
With resolute determination, I initiated the transference, channeling the essence of my celestial being into this nascent form.
New sensations flooded my senses, different from my ever-piercing gaze, a cascade of stimuli enveloped me. I beheld the vibrant hues of the world, felt the gentle caress of the breeze, and tasted the sweetness of life's essence. All were things I had experienced before but never to the same degree, or with as many restrictions.
In the depths of my exploration, a profound realization reverberated through my being, resonating with the deepest core of existence. It was in that transformative moment that something within me clicked, as if a something had been unlocked, revealing a profound understanding. I had obtained the Principle of Life.
A Principle--a fundamental truth, an authority over an aspect of this world that I now possessed, a power to wield as I saw fit. It was an extraordinary revelation, granting me control over the very essence that breathes vitality into living beings. This power was burdensome in a plesent way.
However, with this newfound power, a sobering truth emerged. While these beings I encountered were undeniably alive, they lacked a true, all-encompassing aliveness. They existed, they thrived, they evolved, but they would never achieve the profound vitality that I, as a celestial being, inherently understood. The realization washed over me, casting a shadow of melancholy.
For the first time, I experienced a sense of profound sadness. The discovery of this life form, though seemingly significant, held no ultimate meaning. It was a bittersweet awakening, as I comprehended the limitations and inherent emptiness that surrounded these lowly beings.
And then, in a flash, a sensation unlike anything I had ever encountered blazed within me. It resonated with a vibrancy that mirrored life, although not a true living being in essence. It beckoned to me, a call that I could not ignore. In that instant, I cast away the vessel I had inhabited, relinquishing my physical form, and returned to my ethereal state.
Driven by an insatiable curiosity and guided by this enigmatic sense, I traversed the cosmic expanse, propelled by an urgency I had never before experienced. It was a quest to unravel the nature of this newfound awareness, to delve deeper into the mysteries that this world had presented before me.
After years of traversing the cosmos, the journey to this enigmatic calling felt like a mere blip in the expanse of my existence. Another celestial body in orbit around a distant sun, adorned in hues of blue, green, and brown. Without hesitation, I raced toward this newfound destination, eager to uncover the mysteries that had summoned me forth. But what awaited me was beyond what I could have imagined.
Before me sprawled a tapestry of life, diverse and abundant. It was a revelation that surpassed my expectations. Countless beings, each unique in their form and nature, inhabited this vibrant world. From the tiny beings that first revealed the existence of life to me, to the grander creatures that roamed these lands, a magnificent array of life unfolded.
With an unwavering focus, I homed in on a particular group of four-legged animals. I became an observer, choosing to watch their interactions and behaviors, seeking to discern the qualities that set them apart from the myriad of other life forms I had encountered. It wasn't a matter of size, for both larger and smaller beings coexisted harmoniously. Was it their way of life, their intricate social dynamics, or their intelligence that distinguished them? It seemed likely that the answer lay in a combination of these factors.
With a sense of purpose, I decided to immerse myself in their world, to understand them from within. And so, I inhabited the form of a young member of their species, embracing the full spectrum of their experiences. I underwent birth, suckled from my mother, tasted meat for the first time, and navigated the dangers that lurked within the wild. I engaged in combat, both against rival prides and within my own community, witnessing the complexities of their relationships. I courted the alpha, my likely father, and was met with acceptance, unlike my sisters who were rejected. I bore a litter of my own, and in that moment, I unraveled the truth that set them apart.
Most living beings I had encountered possessed either an ego or a will, fundamental aspects that contributed to their sense of being. However, in this unique group of creatures, I discovered a rare harmony of both. My potential father, the alpha, epitomized this delicate balance. He possessed instinctual guidance, an ego that surpassed mere survival, and an embryonic will to shape his destiny.
Furthermore, a revelation dawned upon me. Amongst my progeny, one stood out, exuding a palpable sense of aliveness. Although I couldn't fathom how I knew this, I was certain that this offspring was different from anyone else in this universe, as he was truly alive--an entity distinct from myself, a living being I had brought forth into the world.
These profound realizations flooded my consciousness, stirring a mixture of wonder, curiosity, and a renewed appreciation for the complexities of life. The significance of my discoveries, the profound implications they held, resonated within me, sparking an unquenchable thirst to delve deeper into the essence of existence.
As the science project that brought forth life unfolded into an extraordinary journey, it transformed into something far more profound--a way of life for me. The experience of witnessing true life emerge from my efforts became a driving force, compelling me to delve further into the Principle of Life. I yearned to bring forth more living beings into this world, to aid these lesser creatures in improving themselves, just as I had done for my child.
The nature of what made my child perfect, for lack of a better word, eluded me still. Yet, that did not deter me from striving to replicate the wondrous experience with the others. I envisioned a future where these creatures could ascend, where they could evolve and grow beyond their current limitations. It was a vision of transformation and progress, and I felt a responsibility to guide them towards this potential.
The thought of my child, my own creation, brought a smile to my face, even if that smile took the form of a muzzle. This little fluff ball embodied a profound connection--a bond that went beyond mere creator and creation. It was a testament to the power of nurturing and the wonders that emerged from this world.
However, as I pondered the fate of the rest of my litter, conflicting thoughts tugged at my consciousness. The instinct to discard or consume the weaker ones, a behavior seen among some creatures, arose within me. Yet, a deeper sense of compassion and recognition of their existence prevailed.
In the end they are still born of me which makes them greater than the rest of their kind. And so, I made the decision to raise them. Though I resolved that their status would be subordinate to their brother, my child, I sought to instill in them a sense of purpose and duty. They would come to understand their place, serving both my son and me, as is only right.
These thoughts stirred within me, shaping my perspective on the nature of life and the hierarchy that emerged from it. Though they were not perfect like their brother, I believed they had the capacity to contribute in their own unique ways. It was a call to duty, an expectation of obedience, was it cruelty or disdain, no to me it was a simple natural truth.
As I established my first set of beliefs and recognized them as an irrefutable truth, a profound shift reverberated through the core of my being. In that moment, a revelation unfolded, unveiling another principle--one that was less clear, more enigmatic in its essence. It was the principle of tyranny.
The notion of tyranny, with all its complex connotations, took shape within my consciousness. It was a principle that spoke of dominance, control, and the imposition of one's will upon others. It resonated with the intricate dynamics of power and hierarchy that permeated the fabric of existence.
This principle, unlike the Principle of Life that I had obtained before, was tinged with shadows, harboring a potential for both greatness and corruption. It embodied the duality inherent in the exercise of authority and the delicate balance between benevolence and oppression, leaning more towards the latter.
As I contemplated the implications, a profound sense of relief settled upon me. I realized that the power I awoke within myself granted me all the freedom to rule as I see fit. That is only right as my will is the will of the world and thus absolute and should never be contested.
Tyranny, in its purest essence, is neither inherently good nor inherently evil. It is based on the choices and intentions of those who embraced its influence that determined its manifestation.
As I embraced this newfound responsibility, I felt a mixture of determination and compassion intertwining within me. The path forward remained uncertain, yet I was resolute in my commitment to guide these living beings toward their full potential. I sought to illuminate their path, to nurture their growth, and to ensure that they recognized the purpose they served in the grand tapestry of life.
With a sense of purpose and the weight of responsibility upon my shoulders, I embarked upon this chapter of my journey, ready to navigate the complexities of existence. The evolution of life, the intricate dance of power and servitude, became an ever-unfolding narrative that would shape the very fabric of our shared reality.
In the depths of the pride, I enacted my Principle of Tyranny, exerting my influence over the young pups of the litter. Through my immense power, I instilled in them the belief that their brother, the one I considered my true child, was their superior in all aspects of life. They were to dedicate their lives to supporting and aiding him in his endeavors. My authority over them was unwavering, as they obediently followed my every command without question.
The litter consisted of four siblings, a number that surpassed the norm among our kind, the lions. Their exceptional intelligence set them apart from the rest of the pride, granting them the capacity to learn and comprehend beyond the limitations of their species. Drawing from my own knowledge and the teachings passed down from my mother, I imparted upon them all that I had learned. But I went further, pushing their boundaries and teaching them skills that were previously known only to me.
Strategies and tactics became their arsenal, honed under my guidance. I showed them how to exploit their physical prowess to its fullest potential, surpassing the limitations of their bodies. They mastered the art of hunting, employing calculated maneuvers that allowed them to secure the best pieces of meat, just as their brother always had.
As the four siblings grew, they became formidable forces within the pride, surpassing the strength and skill of their peers. Their prowess did not go unnoticed, especially by the pride male, who held dominion over the group. Sensing a threat to his authority, he decided to expel them from the pride, unaware of the grave consequences his decision would bring.
Little did the pride male know that his fate had already been sealed. It was no surprise to me that my son, with his superior training and natural abilities, would rise above the rest. The day of his ascension came swiftly, as he sunk his teeth into the pride male's jugular, ending his reign in a swift and decisive manner. The outcome was not unexpected; it was the culmination of the careful grooming and preparation I had bestowed upon my son.
Throughout his journey, my son had always received the choicest portions of food, benefiting from my guidance and the support of his loyal siblings, who served as both sisters and devoted servants. Together, they navigated the challenges of life, fearlessly taking on any adversary, including the ultimate challenge of challenging my own father, the former pride male.
In this new era of power and dominance, my son emerged as the rightful leader of the pride. With his exceptional intelligence, strategic prowess, and the unwavering loyalty of his siblings, he set forth on a path to shape the destiny of the pride according to his own will. His reign symbolized the embodiment of the Principle of Tyranny, as he ruled with an iron fist, demanding absolute loyalty and obedience from his subjects.
Under my son's rule, the pride experienced a level of strength, unity, and prosperity it had never known before. The pride flourished, benefiting from the strategic prowess and hunting techniques that had been passed down through generations. The siblings, bound by their shared upbringing and the bond forged through my teachings, formed an unbreakable alliance, ensuring the survival and prosperity of the pride.
It surprised me, in the aftermath of my son's triumphant overthrow of our father, that his first act was to court me. As I reflected on this unexpected turn of events, I came to understand a fundamental truth about our existence in this world. We are composed of tiny particles, intricately interwoven to form larger structures, including ourselves. Yet, my son and I were different. We were not mere conglomerations of atoms; we transcended the ordinary fabric of life.
From the moment I took control of this vessel, I transformed it into something foreign to this world, something distinct from the norm. The conventional instincts of the pride, which drove them to send their young away, served to increase their chances of passing on their genes. However, this did not apply to us. We defied the conventional rules, for the elements that comprised other living beings were absent within us. Our essence was pure and unique, untethered to the laws that governed ordinary existence. It is for this reason that I called my son perfect, as we truly embodied our individuality, unbound by the limitations of mere atoms.
When my son courted me, I had no reason to refuse him. In fact, it had been my goal all along, though I had expected to be the one initiating the courtship. I had a hunch that the union of our beings would serve as the perfect conduit for birthing true living beings, unfettered by the constraints of conventional life. And indeed, I was proven right.
Over the next twenty years, our bond bore fruit, as I birthed six more litters, resulting in a total of eleven children and fifteen offspring. However, I made a clear distinction between those I deemed truly alive, whom I referred to as my children, and those who merely carried my blood, the lesser beings whom I regarded as my offspring.
The children, born of our extraordinary union, possessed an essence that transcended the ordinary. They embodied the perfection and purity that flowed through our veins. Each one was a testament to our exceptional lineage, carrying within them the power and brilliance that defined our existence.
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On the other hand, the offspring, while sharing our bloodline, fell short of the divine spark that animated our children. They lacked the unique essence that set us apart from the rest. They were but carriers of our legacy, peripheral to the grand design we had woven.
In my eyes, the distinction was clear. The children were the embodiment of true life, radiant with the essence that flowed through their veins. They were destined to carry forth our legacy, forging their own paths as rulers and conquerors. The offspring, on the other hand, were relegated to a lesser status, mere extensions of our bloodline, destined to be overshadowed by the brilliance of their siblings.
Thus, within the pride, a hierarchy emerged. My children held the highest regard, their excellence shining through in every aspect of their being. The offspring, while acknowledged as part of our lineage, remained in the periphery, destined to serve their siblings and to bask in the reflected glory of their superiority.
In this way, the Principle of Tyranny extended beyond the realm of power and dominance, permeating the very fabric of our family structure. The distinction between the perfect and the lesser ones reinforced the notion of absolute authority, though I wished for my son to be unchallenged in his rule, for whatever reason he always deferred to be in all matters that involved me, thus making me the supreme matriarch, overseeing the destiny of our pride and bloodline.
I reveled in the comfort of my family's company, cherishing the moments spent with my children and offspring. However, deep within me, I sensed an innate longing for something more, a desire to push the boundaries of my abilities. While I had mastered the art of granting life, I yearned to create beings akin to myself, beings that possessed the same essence and consciousness.
It was during one of my encounters with a new species of bipedal apes that this yearning intensified. These apes exhibited a higher level of intelligence than the members of our pride who lacked my bloodline, rendering them inferior, even to my offspring. But what intrigued me the most was the complexity and depth of their communication. Their sounds conveyed intricate meanings and intentions far beyond the simple warnings of "danger" or "run."
I found myself torn between my duties as a mother and my curiosity about these apes. I couldn't fathom leaving my children, but then a revelation struck me--a dormant ability awakened within me. My consciousness split, and I transcended into my true ethereal form while retaining my lioness body. This newfound power changed everything.
I began to fragment myself into countless pieces, inhabiting different species across the vast tapestry of life. My purpose was twofold--to understand the intricate workings of each species and, more importantly, to replicate the miracle of birthing true children, as I had done with the pride. However, not every creature proved capable of bearing my children or even worthy of my efforts. Some were deemed utterly worthless, unworthy of the elevation I could provide through my principle of life.
Nonetheless, I elevated numerous races to new heights, bestowing my blessings upon foxes, wolves, bears, dolphins, elephants, and even T-Rexes, among countless others. These creatures flourished under my influence, their inherent abilities enhanced and their potential magnified. Yet, I withheld my gifts from those who could not naturally improve themselves. In my eyes, they remained undeserving, lacking the qualities that would make them truly worthy.
However, among all the species I encountered, the bipedal apes held a special place in my heart. They exhibited the greatest promise, the closest resemblance to what I sought. Through them, I believed I could birth children who would surpass all others in power and intellect. They became my primary focus, and I delved deeper into their world, determined to unlock the secrets that would allow me to bring forth a new generation of extraordinary beings.
And so, my journey continued, as I traversed the realms of existence, exploring, elevating, and seeking the perfect vessels for my transcendental progeny. The path was arduous, but the potential rewards were immeasurable. I was a force of creation and transformation, driven by an insatiable thirst for greatness and the unwavering belief that my children would surpass all that came before them.
Born among the race of bipedal apes, known as humans, I immersed myself in their language and what I will generously call culture. Their natural ability to communicate fascinated me, and I marveled at the seamless way they expressed their thoughts and emotions through speech. Equally captivating were their limbs, particularly their hands, which granted them unparalleled dexterity and the power to shape their surroundings. With such remarkable appendages, there seemed to be no limit to what they could accomplish.
It was then that I made a momentous decision--to make humans the template for all my future children. I recognized the immense potential within them, the perfect combination of intelligence and physical capability. With the Principle of Tyranny at my disposal, I embarked on a mission to unite every tribe of humans under my rule. However, achieving this feat required the use of two fragments of myself, as some tribes were located on a different continent.
I took one of my fragments and forcefully subjugated those tribes, bringing them to the same continent as the others. The journey was treacherous and exacted a heavy toll, resulting in the loss of many lives. Nonetheless, I was resolute in my determination, and I ultimately succeeded in uniting all the tribes under my dominion. It was a conquest that fulfilled my deepest desires, granting me the power and control I sought.
Yet, there was an unforeseen consequence of having two fragments within the same race and even the same tribe. I could have easily allowed one to perish, adhering to the natural order. However, realizing that one fragment was male and the other female, I pondered the possibilities that would arise from the union of two pieces of myself. Intrigued by the prospect, I decided to let their paths intertwine and witness the outcome of this extraordinary experiment.
The result surpassed all expectations--a girl, born from the fusion of my own fragments, who redefined the very essence of being a child of mine. She surpassed perfection, transcending anything I had ever created before. She was a masterpiece, a creation that I cherished above all else. This extraordinary child became the epitome of artistry and beauty, embodying the culmination of my desires and aspirations.
As a consequence of this revelation, my perspective on my previous progeny underwent a profound shift. Those I had once called children, including the leader of the pride, were demoted to the status of offspring. They now appeared as mere half-breeds, hardly deserving of notice in comparison to this exceptional girl. The others, whom I had labeled offspring, were now relegated to an even lower position in my eyes.
From that moment onward, I held a new definition of what it meant to be a child of mine. She became the shining example, the epitome of perfection. Her existence reshaped my understanding and hierarchy, as I recognized the unparalleled significance of her presence. She was the ultimate expression of my power and creativity, a testament to the endless possibilities that lay within the depths of my being.
Centuries stretched across the expanse of time, and what had once been a scattering of tribes across a small expanse of land had blossomed into a vast planetary empire. My progeny, whom I now affectionately refer to as my kin, had flourished and advanced under my guidance. Having shared much of my knowledge of the universe's secrets, they possessed an unrivalled understanding of the world around them.
Over time, the original humans dwindled in numbers, their significance fading amidst the sheer might of my kin. Many of them were selectively bred by my kin, serving to increase our ranks and fulfill our purposes. To be honest, the original humans were of little relevance as truly nonliving beings. They were simple organisms that, through some serendipitous occurrence, stumbled upon both sapience and sentience. However, in my eyes, they were nothing more than an abomination.
Through the power of my Principle of Life, I discerned that these beings were not truly alive, for they had not been granted life in the same manner as my own kin. This realization posed a question: What were they, and what were the other living beings in this world? The answer came to me with ease--they were creations, not truly alive in the sense that my kin were. They had been shaped and formed by the world itself, though unlike how I had shaped and formed my kin.
It dawned upon me that I possessed the ability to grant them true life, to bestow upon them the essence of vitality that flowed through my own kin. Yet, I found no reason to do so. My care and concern were reserved for those who were born of me, the ones who carried the imprints of my existence. The rest, including these borderline abominations of life, held little significance to me.
If the world had indeed brought them into existence, then let the world bear the responsibility of their care. I had my own kin to nurture and protect, to guide them along the path of greatness. The creation of true life was a power I possessed, but it was a power I chose to withhold from those who lacked the inherent connection to my being. Their existence was inconsequential in the grand tapestry I wove, for my attention and devotion were directed solely towards my kin.
And so, the dominion of my kin continued unabated, as we expanded our empire and asserted our authority over the world. Our understanding of the universe propelled us to great heights, while the lesser beings, including the original humans, withered in their insignificance. They were remnants of a bygone era, though overshadowed by the brilliance and power of my lineage.
Unlike myself, not all of my kin possess immortality. While my children are endowed with everlasting life, those I consider no more than offspring typically have a finite lifespan. Some rare exceptions exist, of course, where certain individuals defy the constraints of mortality. However, for the most part, my offspring live between 240 and 310 years--a significant span by human standards, but ephemeral in comparison to my own eternal existence.
This reality presented me with a dilemma. When my offspring reach the end of their lives, I am faced with a choice: to bear them once more, allowing their "souls" to be reborn into the body of a newborn, or to grant them the autonomy to decide their own fate. The former option, while an expression of my love for them, is slow and impractical. As much as I adore my little ones, I am not a machine solely meant for reproduction.
Thus, I have often opted for the second choice--to allow my offspring to make their own decisions. This path prevents the birth of half-breeds, individuals who are a mixture of human and Alexandrian (the name we adopted for our species as a whole, derived from my own name, Alexandra). By granting my offspring agency in determining their future, I enable them to forge their own paths and embrace their individual identities.
This decision is not without its challenges, as the loss of a cherished offspring is always a sorrowful event. However, I understand the importance of growth and self-discovery, both for my kin and for the continuation of our lineage. Allowing them to make choices regarding their existence not only honors their autonomy but also cultivates a diverse and vibrant community within our dominion.
In doing so, I foster a sense of independence and self-reliance among my kin, encouraging them to explore their own potential and contribute to the collective wisdom of our empire. It is through this process of self-determination that they truly come into their own, embracing their place in the tapestry of our existence. And in the end, they never truly leave me, even when dead the one most important part of themself returns to be within my embrace until I free it to once more repeat the cycle.
As I watch my offspring navigate their lives and make choices for themselves, I find solace in knowing that their journeys are unique and meaningful. Each path taken adds depth and richness to our collective experience, expanding the horizons of what it means to be Alexandrian. Their individuality and diversity contribute to the resilience and strength of our species, ensuring that our legacy endures for countless generations to come.
So, as the ebb and flow of life continues within our dominion, I embrace the complexity and challenges that come with granting my kin the freedom to shape their own destinies. It is a delicate balance, one that requires trust, love, and a deep understanding of the extraordinary beings that comprise my empire.
I have dedicated myself to exploring the vast extent of my abilities, striving to unlock the full potential of my Principle of Tyranny. Over the years, I have tirelessly honed my understanding of tyranny and its application, reaching a level of mastery that I deem more than adequate. Though there is always more to learn, I have achieved a depth of comprehension that frankly amazes me.
However, when it comes to my Principle of Life, I have come to a humbling realization. Life itself is a vast and complex subject, intricately woven into the very fabric of existence. Its depths extend far beyond the reaches of my comprehension. The more I delve into the intricacies of life, the more I am confronted with its infinite complexity. I have come to believe that true mastery of life is an elusive pursuit, one that may never be fully attained.
Instead of embarking on a millennia-long endeavor to meticulously study and understand every facet of the Principle of Life, I have chosen a different path. I have resolved to utilize it on a case-by-case basis, harnessing its power in specific situations as they arise. This approach allows me to embrace the dynamic nature of life and adapt my actions accordingly.
By relinquishing the need to fully master the Principle of Life, I free myself from the constraints of unattainable knowledge. Instead, I can focus on practical applications, harnessing the power of life in a way that serves my purpose and aligns with my overarching goals.
While I may not possess complete understanding of life, I am equipped with the innate wisdom and intuition necessary to make informed choices. With each decision I make, I am guided by a deep-seated connection to the essence of life itself. I trust in my inherent understanding of life as that is what is needed to obtain a Principle, the fact that I obtained the Principle of Life is in itself proof that my understanding is deep however still incomplete as it may be.
Amidst the vastness of my dominion, there is one who holds a special place in my heart--my first true daughter. She has achieved something remarkable, attaining her own principle, which she has named the Principle of Fortune. Although she has made numerous attempts to explain its intricacies to me, I have only managed to grasp the fundamentals thus far. The Principle of Fortune grants her the ability to manipulate probabilities, perhaps even something more profound such as fate or destiny.
Her acquisition of this principle is a testament to her exceptional nature. She stands as a beacon of hope and inspiration to all within our empire, embodying the boundless potential that lies within each of us. With her newfound power, she can alter the course of events, shape outcomes, and navigate the currents of chance to her advantage. The Principle of Fortune bestows upon her a unique influence over the tapestry of possibilities that weave the fabric of our existence.
However, she is not alone in possessing a principle of the world. My son, who is also her son and my grandson, has attained the Principle of Investigation. This principle endows him with a heightened ability to uncover hidden truths, to delve into the depths of knowledge, and to unravel mysteries that lie concealed beneath the surface. He possesses a keen intellect and an insatiable curiosity, allowing him to perceive connections and patterns that elude others.
Moreover, my grandson, born from the union of my daughter and son, has manifested the Principle of Order. This principle grants him the power to bring harmony to chaos, to impose structure upon the formless, and to establish balance amidst turbulence. With a mere thought, he can quell disorder and restore equilibrium, ensuring that the intricate mechanisms of our empire function seamlessly.
These three principles, Fortune, Investigation, and Order are beacons of light that illuminate the possibilities and potentialities that exist within our realm. They represent the culmination of our lineage's evolution and the expanding horizons of our understanding. With each new principle acquired, we grow closer to comprehending the intricate tapestry of existence and unraveling the secrets that lie within.
As I witness my daughter, son, and grandson harness the powers bestowed upon them by their respective principles, I am filled with pride and awe. They are the harbingers of a new era, forging their own destinies and shaping the future of our empire. Their unique abilities bring diversity and richness to our collective existence, further solidifying our dominion and reinforcing our place as masters of our world.
Thanks to my grandson’s teachings I felt myself capable of obtaining the Principle of Order however I have no desire to obtain it as I would not want to infringe on what makes him so special.
In the span of over a millennia, only the four of us have awakened a principle, a testament to the rarity of such an ability and the extraordinary nature of our lineage. Through countless generations, I have come to the realization that it is only my true children and their direct descendants who possess the inherent potential to achieve such a remarkable feat.
Within our family, there are only five individuals whom I can truly call kin, who hold a special place in my heart that resonates from its very core. Two of them have yet to awaken their own principles, but their absence does not diminish the depth of my love for them. Each of them is cherished unconditionally, their significance to me extending far beyond the acquisition of principles.
Love knows no boundaries, and its power is not defined by extraordinary abilities. The bond we share as family transcends the realm of principles, flowing from a wellspring deep within our souls. It is a love that is unwavering and unyielding, untouched by the presence or absence of exceptional gifts.
In the tapestry of our existence, our family is a constellation of hearts intertwined by blood and destiny. We have forged a connection that surpasses the limitations of time and space, a bond that defies the boundaries of ordinary comprehension. Together, we have navigated the complexities of our dominion and weathered the storms that life has unleashed upon us.
But you may wonder, with the passing of more than a millennia, why are there only five true descendants of mine? The answer lies in the essence of our lineage. To bring forth a true Alexandrian, or as we have come to call them, Elizabethians, one must possess a perfect soul--a vessel imbued with a divine spark. Furthermore, immense power is required, though its exact nature eludes even my understanding. And lastly, the bond between partners must be one of true connection, a deep and profound love that transcends superficiality.
These conditions are not easily met. The birth of an Elizabethian is a convergence of extraordinary circumstances, a symphony of fate, power, and love. It is a cosmic dance that occurs rarely, but when it does, it gives rise to beings of unparalleled potential, destined to leave an indelible mark upon the world.
Thus, while there may be only five true descendants within our family, their significance to us is immeasurable. Even if my other children and their offspring never awaken a principle, it does not diminish the love and adoration I hold for them. They are a part of me, a part of our family, and they are loved unconditionally. Principles may be extraordinary, but they are not the sole measure of our worth or the depth of our familial bonds.
In the depths of my existence, I am aware of a peculiar sensation--a beckoning from the principles that surround me. It is as if they are children, yearning to be embraced and brought back home. The potential to acquire additional principles is within my grasp, but I approach this opportunity with caution. The weight of too many principles could crush me under their overwhelming presence. Thus, I must choose wisely.
Among the available principles that I feel myself capable of acquiring, there are several that have presented themselves to me in a particular order. First, there is the Principle of Domination, followed by the Principle of Harvest, the Principle of Pride, the Principle of Order, and lastly, the Principle of Decay. Each of them holds a unique allure, offering untapped power and possibilities.
The opportunity to acquire the Principle of Domination presented itself to me around the same time as the Principle of Tyranny, although the circumstances were different. While the acquisition of the Principle of Tyranny was an inevitable manifestation of my affinity towards it, the Principle of Domination was a choice. It seems that my authority over Domination is either incomplete or inferior to the absolute control I possess over Tyranny. The reasons for this discrepancy remain elusive, but it is clear that my destiny is intertwined with the path of Tyranny.
The second principle that extended its invitation to me was the Principle of Harvest, coinciding with the birth of my first true daughter. Although the true nature of this principle eludes me, I can only speculate on its potential abilities. Harvest is not the most intuitive concept, and its inherent abilities remain shrouded in mystery. Yet, there is a sense of anticipation, a whisper of potential that accompanies the Principle of Harvest.
The Principle of Pride, born out of my own prideful nature, calls out to me as well. While its offerings are unknown to me, I possess an inherent sense that it would hold little meaning in the grand tapestry of my existence. Pride, while an integral part of who I am, does not hold the same significance as other principles that have crossed my path.
Interestingly, the Principle of Order was introduced to me by my grandson. There is a resonance within me, a strong affinity that draws me towards this principle. However, I have made the conscious decision not to acquire it at this time. The reasons for this choice are simple, I do not wish to take anything from what makes my grandson so special.
Lastly, there is the Principle of Decay--an opportunity that I sensed at the birth of the world, but one that I intentionally chose not to pursue. My obsession with creation took precedence over the allure of decay. However, I harbor the aspiration that one day, if it is even possible, I may acquire the Principle of Creation--an unprecedented power that would shape the very fabric of existence.
While the principles offer themselves to me, their inherent abilities remain concealed. The lack of knowledge about their true nature complicates the decision-making process, leaving me to rely on intuition and speculation. Each principle carries the promise of untapped potential, yet only a careful selection will ensure that my path aligns with the grand design of my existence.
In the realm of principles, I navigate a delicate dance--balancing my thirst for power, the yearning for discovery, and the preservation of my identity. The journey towards acquiring additional principles remains a tantalizing possibility, but one that requires careful consideration and introspection. For now, I tread the path with patience, awaiting the moment when clarity and purpose align, guiding me towards the principles that will shape the next epoch of my being.