„I wonder if this world can be different from how we know it today. I wonder if it was different right from the beginning or if what we know about the history of the world is just an invention of the souls that are eager to be born. If it's so, if what I know about this world is just an invention, then, I want to know more about the beginning of Time, to find out its story because the beginning of the world, as my birth, it's so important for me, and I am ready to fight against the evil if necessary only to root it out and make this Universe a better place to live," a woman's voice was heard floating throughout the Universe, surrounded by darkness, while her words were so sweetly reverberating around, accompanied by the holy music of Aeon.
The Cosmos around was asleep at that time, in the sweet embracement of the eternal night, for that deep darkness, that was ruling over the surroundings at that moment, gave the Universe the chance to breathe only from time to time and this happened only when sparkles of light, coming from the stars still alive, pierced the wideness of that world as if those stars were immortal souls, and, after they vanished into nothingness, the night took over those limitless realms again.
And when the darkness took over the Cosmos again when the light vanished somewhere on the horizon, Aeon - the Star of Souls, started to shine in all its glory and the voice of a man was heard from inside of the star: „this world is older than we can even imagine. This world is beyond dreams and memories because nobody knows who created it or when it has been created, as nobody knows when it really reaches its end. But soon, very soon, the world will see a new Miracle, and, from that Miracle, the Breath will be reborn.”
„A Miracle? A Miracle of the Cosmos?” The woman’s voice asked, so happy to find out that something unseen before will take place soon, giving new hope to that world.
But not Aeon gave her the answer in the end. It was the Cosmos itself that revealed the Miracle when the darkness has been breached by the light of the Heart of the Universe and, from that light, Chaos was born.
Yes, that Chaos we know today as destruction and havoc was brought into this world hundreds of millions of years before our time when the Cosmos wanted a change, when Aeon gave him a soul, and when the world itself vibrated with pleasure, finding out about his coming.
However, there was someone else in that limitless Universe who wanted the birth of Chaos, and that person was Genea, the one who Chaos named his mother later because he had the fire of her heart in his eyes.
But Chaos didn’t know the reason why he has been brought into this world, as he didn’t know the fear Genea had in her heart, a fear that appeared when she saw the heart of the Cosmos hardly beating, full of life, and, how around that heart, started to gather, in a dizzying movement, the around stars, moving like a huge helically form, which the serum of life was running through and which kindness has as been born from too.
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When Chaos opened his eyes for the first time and looked around he has been so amazed to see the world's beauty. But he has been even more amazed to see his body made from an amalgam of dead and alive stars, that was slowly moving across the Cosmos as if he was dancing, while the Holy Music of Aeon made his heart beat even more powerfully in his chest, and that sweet sensation of life, felt in his stone chest, made Chaos so happy and he smiled, for the first time.
But… there was something missing there: even if he was alive, a strange feeling sneaked into his soul, as if he was missing someone. And, in the end, he understood that he was afraid of loneliness in fact, that he was afraid to live alone in that limitless Universe and, so soon, the smile on his face faded off.
When Chaos’s smile was gone and the light of Aeon started to fade off too, the woman’s voice has been heard again, talking to Chaos this time: „I see that your soul is sad and lonely, Great Chaos. I see your light giving up in front of darkness. That's why I wonder if you miss something in this wonderful world called the Universe!”
Chaos raised his glance and looked around, but he saw nobody and, this amazed him so much. And, after hesitating for a few seconds, Chaos asked: „who are you, sweet voice that floats around me? I always hear your song, but I never see your face. Who are you? Show up! And, thus, I'll stop feeling myself so lonely and sad.”
A burst of sweet laughter has been heard around him and the warmth of her soul, sent to Chaos through the vibration of the Cosmos, made his heart shine again. After that, she said: „even if your heart wants to see my face, I don’t have one, because I was made from nothingness and I’ll be nothingness forever. My name is Life: the faceless energy that fills with light everything I meet in my way.”
„Life? Does it mean that you are my mother?”
„No. Who gave you life were Cosmos and Genea, and also Genea is the one who can bring happiness back to your heart because what you want so much is next to her now: a companion. That's why, to stop feeling so lonely, go East, Chaos, and there you’ll find, in the Holy Land called Paradise, the calling of your heart!”
Listening to Life's advice, Chaos slowly bent Eastwards and started his movement through the Universe, and he needed a lot of time to get to Paradise. But, on his way, he saw many stars and many realms sunken into darkness. Yet, when he finally got to Paradise, he has been so amazed to see that everything around was also plunged into darkness. That’s why he touched his heart and a thread of light came out of it and shone over nothingness as if it was the sun at midday.
Then, when the surroundings have been bathed by light again, Chaos saw the miracle hidden in the shadow of the world: a huge stone Palace that was right in the middle of the realm of Paradise, which completely lacked light.
Yet, there was something weirder there, because, even if darkness was denser there than in any other part of the Cosmos and even if nothing around was clearly seen, the Palace still had its own shine, even if dim because somewhere under that Palace, deep-deep in the heart of the world, Life was still hidden there, and this gave the place something special, especially to the Garden around the Palace - a beautiful garden of sleeping trees.
„It’s Magical,” Chaos whispered, amazed. „It’s amazing,” his heart yelled and Chaos’s huge arm - a stone hand and, at first glance, lifeless, touched the branch of a big and rotated sleeping tree, that was right in the center of the garden.
Yet, Chaos’s touch didn’t revive the tree, as he wished, and this made him sad again, and he bent his head and a bitter sigh was heard coming out of his stone chest when he turned his back on the tree and started to crawl his legs toward the entrance to the Palace.
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But what Chaos wanted happened very soon: the light chased the darkness away and, behind Chaos, a thundering voice was heard, taking him by surprise. „Did you call me, father?”
Chaos stopped, quickly blinking from his eyelashes, which were sprinkled with stardust, while, in his head, one by one, the questions started to be heard: „What was that? How can someone call me „father” when I have no sons because I’m just an amalgam of dead and alive stars, who was born due to the kindness of the Universe and nothing more?! How can I be someone’s father when there is so little life around?”
But when Chaos looked at the tree, which he touched before and which he thought was soulless, he saw it so alive, slowly shivering its leaves and whispering its name: Yggdrasil.
The huge tree had probably hundreds and hundreds of years, and as a testimony of his passing through time was its thick trunk, which could be difficulty surrounded by ten men; its huge crown, beautifully woven by thick branches; and its small leaves, of a dark green shade, which glowed softly in the darkness.
Yet, what amazed Chaos the most was the fact that Yggdrasil seemed so alive, so unique, and so beautiful, and this was due to how Chaos looked at the tree. Yet, Chaos was confused because even if he had heard a voice talking to him and he had felt that the tree was watching him, Chaos couldn’t see any lips or eyes on the tree's trunk.
„What I think is unreal,” Chaos whispered, barely heard, while the beauty of the tree was reflected in his glance, and Chaos understood that Yggdrasil might have the same age as the Cosmos because it was felt how the serum of life slowly run through it and how its bark, painted black, kept the burden of the old times in it, just as it kept forgotten stories in it, and it also kept a Holy Breath inside, a power that existed once, and which Yggdrasil loved so much, with all its being, and that Breath had been also a tree, called the Tree of Life, which Genea’s hatred had dissipated, the day she laid Yggdrasil dormant.
In the end, charmed by the leaves’melody and by the chink of the branches, Chaos closed his eyes and decided to wait. But, for a few minutes, nothing was heard, except the rhythmical and overwhelming breath of silence, which was felt around. Then, a barely heard sound was heard, piercing the horizon, and it reached Chaos’s ears soon, sending him a message: „this world is so limitless and so old, that nobody saw its beginning, as none of us will ever see its end, because the Universe was created, as Life was created too, from nothingness, from a strange pulsation of the Holy Energy, that brought the rest of the stars into the world later and also brought the breath of those who will rule this Cosmos when we aren't here anymore.”
„But… it’s so strange that nobody in this Cosmos…,” Chaos murmured.
Yet, Yggdrasil's leaves noisily shivered from their tiny bodies, and a whisper was heard, coming out of that shivering: „Shh, listen! Listen to the history of the world, Chaos, and find out more about the prophecy that will start soon because the end of this Cosmos isn’t close - this Cosmos still has a lot to live and a lot to see because Life and Happiness, Love and Kindness long for more light, still being closed in the faraway Aeon, where everything is born and everything dies.”
„Inside of Aeon? I saw that huge shining star right in front of my eyes the day I was born,” Chaos said, even more amazed to hear about the story of the star that currently held his heart.
„That star shared its light with you when you were born because your soul was born inside of Aeon and your heart seems to be the center of the future lives. And in your being, as in mine, the serum of life flows, but only you have the power to create the story of the future or destroy it, right in your hands, because when you left Aeon, you'd promised something to the other souls, which are still closed there, hiding from the darkness.”
„A prophecy? What kind of prophecy?” Chaos wondered and he glanced at the crown of the tree while the distrust sneaked into his soul because he wasn’t sure that what he lived and heard was real in fact.
„That prophecy is the voice of time in fact because, in those words, the burden of the past can be found, the joy of the future, and the fulfillment of the present, and the one who stands in front of you, me, is Yggdrasil - the Tree of Life and Death, of Good and Evil, of Love and Despair.”
„But, Yggdrasil… how can you be a single tree that guards both Darkness and Light at the same time inside you? I mean, there must be another tree similar to you, which is the opposite of you at the same time.”
Yggdrasil sighed and a sound of sadness was heard floating around: „That tree existed, a long time ago. Now it's gone and alive is only its history while, on my shoulders, the burden of Fate is put because I’m the Light and Darkness at the same time, deeply closed inside of my wooden body.”
„Maybe is as you say, Yggdrasil. But... I’m not that sure that what I see and hear is real and that it isn’t just a product of my imagination, due to my heart - hungry for love and company, which longs for someone to stand by my side and that’s why I wonder if you are alive and if you can talk to me.”
„Don’t doubt of what you see or feel, father Chaos because I’m real. I was made from nothingness, but my heart was made from life. In my trunk, the truth and the lie can be found, and, in my branches, the serum of life and the bitter taste of ruin are flowing. And, even if I don’t have lips to use for talking, the whisper of my leaves is my voice, and the shivering of their being are my thoughts, like you - who is my father.”
„But... how can I be your father, Yggdrasil when I’m always alone? I have nobody by my side whom to share this world or my thoughts with. That's why I wonder how is possible to give birth to such a Holy Being as you seem to be. I’m just a being with a stone body and a stone heart. Nothing more.”
„There’s no need for two to give birth to someone or to something. What regerminated me had been your magical touch, and this makes you my father.
And... to convince you, I'll tell you one more secret about the birth of my soul, which saw the shine of the Cosmos for the first time thousands and thousands of years ago, when I still had control over the passing of time. But... my real story doesn't start with my coming into this world, but the day I've been cursed by Genea and I fell asleep, and everything around me fell asleep along with me because Time cannot exist without my thoughts, as life cannot exist without death. However, when the curse fell over me, the pulsation of life in my trunk whispered to me that I’ll be revived one day and you are the one who chased the numbness away from my bones. That’s why I consider you as being my father and that’s why I bow in front of you, Chaos because as you brought me back to life, everything around will be also born from you.”
Bowing his huge crown in front of Chaos, Yggdrasil fell asleep again.
Seeing this, Chaos tried to bring him back to life by touching its trunk and by moving its leaves with his breath, but it was useless and when he finally understood this, he could hear Genea’s voice coming from somewhere as if she was on a faraway realm at that moment:
„Go back to your stone kingdom, Chaos! You aren’t welcome here. That’s why it’s forbidden for you to come back here again.”
„Why, mother? Why I’m chased away from you again and why do I feel the coldness of your soul headed toward me as if it's a fire arrow? I came here for a little bit of your love and ask you for a companion, nothing more. Instead, I feel hatred in your voice and I feel that you don’t love me.”
But Genea wasn’t ready to show her love for Chaos and this was felt in the cold breath of the Cosmos, in the slow movement of the dead stars, and even in the hardened body of Yggdrasil. Yet, in the end, defeated by her own pride, Genea said: „you don’t need me to bring life to this Cosmos, son! You are life, Chaos! You are the Life!”
And Genea kept silent again, plunging the nothingness into darkness and silence because the sadness felt by Chaos made the light of his heart fade and it completely disappeared later while he was crawling his legs away from that place, bowing his head and being disappointed because he didn’t find there the love he was looking for. Yet, he at least could find out there that his kingdom was meant to give life to everything around.