From The Mysteries On Planes V.1

Far, far away from here, in a place that was without a name. A comet was travelling, it had travelled far, seen so much, and it would travel further and see much more. That's what it had believed at least.

Exploring the many mysteries of the Cosmos was exciting to it, no place the other like, always someone or something new to meet. It had passed through many Universes and seen the Worlds they held, from the smallest bacteria to the biggest Space Whale. Though there hadn't been many it could talk to, seeing as such a person would need to be able to speak directly into a mind and be fast enough to keep up with the comet itself, the few things it had talked to were interesting creatures. Even if most of them were scholars of rocks and metals more interested in the small particles of stuff it had brought with it to and from the many Universes than to talk to it there were a few interested in the stories that it held within its mind.

This was it's normal way, the only way, as far as it knew. Until finally, something changed, a ripple in the fabric of space, something akin to a wormhole you could say opened in front of the comet. This was a rare occurrence but not something it hadn't experienced before, even if it usually traveled to the edge of a Universe before leaving. These types of space distortions could lead to many places and were a favorite of the comet, the mysteries inside would not wait and the comet was ready for what awaited it on the other side, not like it could stop anyways. But unlike what it had expected, a Universe, the Cosmos or perhaps even a rare Pocket Dimension, it found nothing.

No matter how far it travelled now, there was only the comet, no matter where it went, there was only the comet. The comet was reaching speeds it had never before, seeing as even the Cosmos usually had some resistance and more importantly, observation.The comet wondered just what kinds of speeds it could reach in this place of nothin. It had known for a long time that speed was relative and although different Universes allowed different maxe, if it truly was the only thing in this place, was everything not relative to it and if so, was there even a max speed it could reach? The comet pondered this and more while traveling, becoming faster and faster, however the newness of these higher speeds were a short lived joy as in but a few centuries a crack had formed on it.

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The comet started to feel a rising panic from within as more centuries passed and the cracks were forming faster and faster. Was this how it was going to end, blowing up from high speeds in a place where it could share it's stories with no one? It didn't want that, there was an endless amount of Universes it wanted to explore, there was an endless amount of people it wanted to meet, it had so much to live for, it had so much to share, it ha- It exploded. But it was not the end, no, the explosion was not the death of the comet but rather the expansion of it and it realised that this was perhaps something natural, that was meant to happen.

In its mind it was clear what was to happen next, it was to form something new to exist in this place that had previously been nothing. It drew inspiration from everything it had seen and experienced, always having been a particularly great enjoyer of water life in its many forms that was where it started. The whole emptiness was to be filled with water and creatures that could live in the environment, but it didn't want to exclude everything else it had learned and seen, so it created planet sized islands underwater that would have a natural barrier from the water allowing terrestrial life to be born and flourish. Light would come from giant glowing crystals that would flow with the water. It continued fine tuning and exploring different ideas of what it wanted itself to be and this lasted for some millennia until finally it was complete.

And so the expansion started, creating this peculiar Plane of water following the intrinsic laws that had been it's detailed ideas, beliefs, wants and desires. The comet had blown up, shedding itself for the new form of a Plane, it spread, expanded and filled the nothingness that had been with something. Thankfully it took but some ten millennia for life to appear in the Plane, evolving both in the water and on the islands slowly becoming life forms that it could actually enjoy watching.

And so the Plane continued, many ripples had happened since, and many other comets had come and gone, knowing not that the place they were in was once like them.

That is how but one of many Planes of water were born.

Donated by a travelling explorer who said the world had whispered the story to him.