In the beginning there was only emptiness.

But then a cataclysm happened with multiple forms of primordial forces clashing against each other, thus creating the origin of everything, "The First Reality".

As time progressed, the first reality started to branch out, creating many other worlds and realities that later became lively worlds filled with all sorts of living beings. With that, the old infinite emptiness returned and worked like a divider between realities.

But then something unexpected happened. The chaotic forces within the Infinite Void started to clash like the primordial forces before them and created something. A mass of flesh filled with eyes and tentacles was born.

It was an accident, a mistake of creation, an error within existence itself. But it wasn’t completed. The creation lacked something. A mind, a soul. it needed consciousness, something the Void couldn’t gift it.

For years the mindless mass drifted through the Void until it felt something. It was an impact, a shock that ran through its entire body. Something reached out to it something which like the mass was tortured by its own existence and begging to escape its fate.

The mass of chaotic flesh accepted and freed the being from where and when it was, finally completing itself.

The soul had no memories of its former self, it was a new being, not knowing that something laid behind this void, not knowing it was a prisoner within the emptiness between realities.

Without direction or a goal, the being started to wander for countless centuries, expecting nothing but eternal silence.

But after a long time wandering, something new happened. Cracks within the Void appeared and brought something the being never saw before. Light. The being was so surprised and curious by this new experience that it started to look inside the windows that formed before it’s very eyes.

It waited and watched. And over time, several worlds were born within those cracks and allowed the being to watch these worlds story. The being saw several creatures calling themselves demon kings and heroes killing each other in a never-ending loop, each powerful enough to destroy their entire world.

Each time a hero or demon king died the cracks grew larger and allowed the being to see the more of the worlds. Allowing the being to watch and listen the worlds beginning and their end.

Each time the being thought the creatures would learn from their mistake and forge a better world. But that never happened. Each race continued to repeat its mistakes over and over again, destroying the beauty of creation and tainting it in their disgusting color.

But as the being watched them, it created a particular interest in a specific reality. This reality was different. It was bigger than the rest and connected to all planes of existence. It was the very first reality that started everything and the most beautiful of all. The being was completely fascinated by it and its inhabitants. Humans, monsters, elves, angels, demons, deities, and all other races the being has seen so far were all thrown in one single world and fought for their homeland and, lordship over this reality.

But as the being watched the story, it grew a particular interest in one of the heroes of this world. A human like no other who was specialized in speed and magic. He was stronger than gods and powerful enough to stop the slaughter within all realities forever. But the hero had no intention of fulfilling the dream of the being and just enjoyed his life as he strived through the world, helping anyone who needed his help in this grim and cold world.

This made the being rethink everything that has happened until now. It realized it was only a prisoner outside creation and forced to watch the creatures inside enjoying and destroying their gifts without a care. The being then got to know knew feelings. Hatred, Envy, Wrath, Disgust, and Bloodlust started to arise within the being and taint it’s soul in their colors, allowing the being to finally feel the darker side of being alive.

But the being didn’t stop there. It’s greed for more grew rapidly. It wanted to go beyond and grow more powerful. Feeling this greed the Void and the chaotic forces within the being reacted to their beloved’s wish and fulfilled his desire for more.

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First, his body was reshaped after it’s dreams, turning it into a malicious copy of his beloved hero.

Pitch-black eyes with only two blood-red glowing pupils that embodied the very Void, long ash-white hair which were the completely opposite of the hero’s lively short black hair, A thin and somewhat well-trained body, and a somewhat misty black robe as affront to the hero’s white shining armor.

The moment the being realized what has happened, the chaotic energies within him started to run wild as it granted him power beyond comprehension.

The being then finally understood that the prison he hated so much, loved him more than anything else and was ready to give him anything he wants. Furthermore, the being felt that the energy within him had a very high similarity to the deities' energy and quickly came to the conclusion that he too must be a deity. But unlike the other deities the divine energy within the being didn’t feel warm or good, it was cold and evil as if looking at death itself.

“Evil...”, As the deity spoke his first words he started to smile, “I’m... An Evil deity... How... Fascinating...”

As the Evil deity understood its own existence a little more it wanted to test the full extent of its power and create something impossible. He started to gather, destroy, clash, and fuse the energy within the Void over and over again.

It took time, a lot of time, but he created the impossible. He created his own reality.

Surprised by his own creation he wanted to create more. Based on the first reality he created his home, his planets and his galaxies, but all in his chaotic and disturbed view of perfection.

But as he recreated all his favorite places something bothered him. He was still trapped inside the Void, and all alone which made all of his creations useless.

Realizing that, the deity became even more obsessed with the outside world. His dream to free creation from its disease called Mortals appeared once again within his mind as he watched them and grew with each time he saw the outcome of a world.

He knew that if that would keep going on like this that he would maybe find himself crazy one day.

“Crazy... Interesting.”, A smile slowly emerged on his face as he thought about the endless torture he has already endured until now, “Even madness would be much better than this endless torture...”

In that moment the dark feelings within the god rose once again, stronger than they have been ever before, tainting the soul of the deity once again in their beautiful dark colors, “Let me... Corrupt someone... “

The smile on his face grew even wider as he said that, “Yes... Let me torture someone... Kill him... Destroy him... Maybe even devour him?”, The deity stood up and looked through all realities until he found a group of victims he would love to corrupt and destroy.

“What a rich feast!”, As the deity kept fantasizing about all the ways he would love to kill his victims, trying to lower his own bloodlust to clear his mind like a young boy in puberty, he suddenly had an idea. An idea so simple it never passed his mind.

“Why... Don’t I try to leave?”, Thinking that, something inside the deity suddenly tried to refuse his idea.

“Hm... Strange... Something within my soul tries to stop me...”, But the moment the deity tried to find out the origin of this feeling it already vanished, “Hm...”

The deity felt really strange almost vulnerable as he thought about the fact that something inside him tried to stop him from going outside, as if it was protecting mankind from him. But the strange feeling quickly vanished as it was swallowed by the deity's hatred and bloodlust.

“Now then. Let us do the impossible once again.”, The deity was ready and gathered all of his almost omnipotent power to rip apart the window to the reality before his eyes.

The entire Void was shaking as the being started to rip apart the window, doing an act which existence itself tried to stop. But the deity was stronger. His will for freedom and his will to fulfill his dream completely overwhelmed existence, allowing him to create a way out, a red shining ring with black energy gathered inside, that allowed him to see inside the reality like never before and chose his outcome should he walk through it.

The deity couldn’t help but laugh. A laugh so chilling and unsettling that it would sends shivers down the spines of those who hear it.

The deity slowly stopped as he approached the door. The reality before him was weak and small, it only consisted of a small planet with a sun and a moon. The deity immediately knew that this was the reason why he was able to tear up a way to this reality, noticing in the same second that the other realities have already strengthened themselves in order to protect themselves.

“I see... Well... I will find a way to the others another time... For now, I should enjoy the feast right before me~”

The deity was ready to plunge in, ready to unleash malice, destruction, chaos and suffering. But he suddenly stopped right before the portal, “I need a name... All beings have a name... It would be bad if I don't have one... But what would be a good one? Hm...”

As the deity went deep inside himself, he remembered something. It was a word, a name, that was created the moment he was born. It was given to him once he was born, engraved deep inside his body waiting for the day to be found and used.

“Azathoth... My name is Azathoth.”

The deity was ready now. He was ready to invade his first reality, ready to start what should have been started a long time ago and ready to begin his crusade against existence itself, knowing that was the reason why he was birthed in the first place.