Welcome back to another conversation! Another day! And new opportunities! It is always good to have all of you back here!
It is time for you and the readers to learn a little more about who The Undead is! As this is a story, you should get to know me over the progress of the chapters, events, and more. But I think we can spare some chapter space for a basic introduction to me!
[Mate, you’re just trying to have more conversations before you spend a few months or so narrating]
And do you have a problem with that? You should remember that I have had nothing to do for millennia! So talking to anyone is already better than talking to myself!
[Debatable]
Yes! It can be debated because there is more than one of us here! When I was on my own, if there were any conversations to be had, the participants would be no more than Me, Myself, and I! So I have spent enough time doing no more than talking to my person!
[. . . .Fair. . .a coping mechanism is not supposed to be the main means of enduring. . . ]
It got old for you after less than five years huh? I honestly pray your readers did not do so for as long or longer. Some might have and . . .just work on changing, PLEASE! You are hanging in there. But the geezer is sharing how it’s no fun!
[Looks like there will be some self-burns in our future! I didn’t have to call him old this time! And you pray?! To who?? To what?!]
I have my own sense of humor, had to make one if I planned on sleeping regularly instead of hibernating for whatever periods I felt like to take a break from my reality. Also, yes. I suppose it is time to get into my introduction and origin. It would perhaps fill in some of the gaps between the question you have now and the questions you will have.
A little disclaimer though. My Origin involves the creation of my world. So we might end up including the entirety of it in this chapter or even a portion of it.
[It is your story old . . . . .man? What are you? Male or female?]
Origin time it is!
Greetings to the author and readers all! I am The Undead, I go by Undead. That has fulfilled any need I ever felt for any name of sorts.
I am currently over 15,000 years old. The specific number over matters not to you. I am the only one of my kind. There never was any other like me, and I am a paradox so there never can be unless the creator decides to make more.
I do not need to do anything to continue existence. . . so my diet consists of anything I feel like at the moment. I eat for the pleasure of it and I make everyone on their diet jealous as I process food in ways they could only dream of. Conservation of energy means that the food needs must do something for me! But I am plot armor, so it does whatever I want it to. I can use it to give myself a sensation of satiety, or fullness. Or I can break it down and return all the energy and nutrients to entropy, the cosmos, or mother earth.
I do not have a mother, but I have observed innumerable mothers. And my infancy was spent on earth. So whether she was very nurturing or just did the bare minimum, the planet Earth did nurture me, so I consider her my mother.
[Does it have a gender? A realm spirit or something? Or are you saying it just like many scientists say so due to the nurturing aspect?
There is no realm spirit. Though I could make that happen. Earth is full of life, and a nurturing planet.
When it comes to what I do for fun, I usually try to find something the mortals are up to. Then I find ways to participate in it. One of my all-time favorite adventures was when I adventured as a mysterious knight and challenged the mightiest knights of the round table. For humans so far removed from the ancients, it was astounding to feel their might.
[but. . . you’re plot armor! What did you do to even feel any strength?]
Oh! Yeah! I basically limited myself to just the average human. Then I would try to increase my strength to best match and challenge whichever knight I faced. Admittedly, the average human was stronger than the average human in your time as peasants were considered average back then. Malnourished as they were, they still spent the entire day working or doing something productive. Your bodybuilders and strongmen are outliers than easily outstrip them. But your average fellows would be outdone in soo many ways! Strength, endurance, immunity, and more!
Hmmmmm. . . . . I think this is the most I can share now without breaking into the story and ruining any hopes for providing continuity or consistency. To further introduce myself, I would have to go to my origin.
[So conversation is going to die out?]
Unfortunately, that is probably what will happen. Feel free to interject every now and then as it will make me feel less lonely. But I guess this is where I got to autopilot motor mouth. . . .
Sigh
Right then.
My first memory is of awareness and the creator. My very beginning is when the Creator made me and informed me of who I am.
The Creator told me that He felt like making an observer for a new project. Then He told me of your world. Fancy thing your world. . .
That is His central focus and His baby. It was a fascinating conversation. I suppose He created me with a superior processing capability to keep up with the conversion. Now, unfortunately, [Author pen name - Jack The Ripper] came with average intelligence a-
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[Oi! Ya make me feel bad for being a regular chap! I am sooo sorry I am a normal fella!]
You won’t hear me apologizing like a politician trying to garner any butthurt groups’ sympathy and support. And no, I wasn’t insulting you. Just saying that your intelligence and knowledge limit what you can share from my side with your readers. I did in fact mention that in a past chapter.
[yeah you did. . .the clarification was for readers more than us as I do not convey sarcasm that well]
The Creator put further conversations on hold while He made my world.
He mentioned something about the creation week in your world involving seven days with light, separating the waters into oceans and skies, terraforming, modifying light or creating sources for it, then filling the “waters”: oceans and skies, with life, making life for the surface world. Then his favorite part of the project, making your kin. And finishing it with a day where He invited your kin, His favorite, to spend time with Him and each other.
He decided to make some changes in this new side project.
He first decided to make a new reality or universe. Actually. . . I do not know which. He never told me if I could find your world if I traveled far and long enough. And when I asked, He looked at me with a smile and said I really would not need to worry about it.
Perhaps I need not say that He did not make me on this here day. Something that came to intrigue me later was; he either expanded Infinity, used a preexisting space in it, or made a completely new infinity.
He made me on the First day. The special treatment I got was Him giving me a job and giving me the background of your world, plus access to follow your world and its past. He told me He would tell me all about myself once He was done giving me a world and a job.
On The Second day, He went about with the continuity of your world. Light became a part of our universe
Third day, He chose a planet that He said was a perfect approximation of your home planet. Then He made an atmosphere for it and used the waters to create a cycle that would replenish the atmosphere. It was very interesting to see the fine-tuning he put into it. He told me that in your world, the skies were a beautiful blue. He was thinking about giving us a nature-based green but decided that consistency was frankly a beautiful thing. Then He told me to take a deep breath, and tell Him later what I thought about it.
On the Fourth day, He terraformed the planet. He told me this would make the parts above water a magnificent habitat for myriad life forms.
On the Fifth day, He established light sources and gave our home a cycle that would give the normally created beings a time to sleep, and give the rest time for whatever they pleased.
On the Sixth day, He developed all sorts of life forms to fill the oceans, waterways in the new terraformed expanse, and life forms for the skies.
On the Seventh day, He made life forms for the surface world. I kept a question in my mind about the number made on both days. I thought maybe there were as many species on land as there were that were made to roam in the skies and in the waters combined. But before I could ask, I somehow saw deep nostalgia on his face. I stopped myself and watched as he solemnly took a deep breath, and made a rather large clay figure. It was not quite as large as the largest of his creations. But it was fairly larger than the average size of most of land creatures. As He started to give this creature its specific features, I noticed that it resembled Himself.
He then looked at me and asked me for a thought on making an equivalent. He mentioned how previously, He took a central part from the first creature He made from clay to make his equivalent.
I was but a child! And I did not think I could make a clay figure look like a female version of Him. So I said that His method was good then, and could not fail now.
I felt . . . I never felt this again so I cannot quite describe it right even with my present intellect. At that moment, I saw Him warmly smile and felt like the universe itself embraced me. Then I watched as He brought the clay replica of Himself to life, waited for it to feel lonely, then told it He had a surprise for it. Then put it to sleep and made a feminine clay figure of Himself using a central rib from the first. I would’ve said it was a rib from the sternum now that I think about it. However, the descendants were nowhere near as glorious as their progenitors so it's possible that they lost this particular bone as time degenerated them. He then looked at me and said “SOMEBODY WILL HAVE TO SEE THE JOKE HERE,” as He chuckled and named the two Stephen and Lilith.
On the Eighth day, He looked at me and said that He was going to give our universe a chance to prove less lonely to me than time was sure to make me. So He made some new rules. He filled the Universe with a mysterious force that seemed to make anything and everything self-magnify somehow. They either became more durable, more enduring or somehow changed into a new being that showed the potential to become greater. Then He chuckled and said that future generations would love this as He then gave it a language.
Then on the Ninth day, He told me to follow Him as He went to visit Stephen and Lilith. He introduced us.
To Stephen and Lilith, I was introduced as someone who was made to observe. To me, the pair was introduced as His darlings and the reason why He looked forward to this project of a new Universe.
Then He clarified why He mentioned the importance of the Ninth day. He told us that the ninth day was an Invitation. An Invitation to drop everything and spend time with each other and Him.
Then He told me all about this world. He said that He and His agents were everywhere in the main world. But how the main world’s version of Stephen and Lilith’s descendants said that He either didn’t exist, it was better that He didn’t exist, or that He was deplorable.
As Stephen, Lilith, and I looked at each other, it seemed like none of us could fathom how this could be. We could literally feel how nothing could appropriately describe the absolute power and somehow the never-ending compassion in front of us. Perhaps that was because we were “born” or created fully able to process life, and we had a notion of the meaning of the being that created us and placed us in a literally perfect world. We wondered if this meant that we would soon be abandoned or used for revenge.
He looked at us and answered us before we could form the question.
“NO, YOU ARE NOT HERE TO AVENGE MY REPUTATION OR TO SOOTHE ANY IRE YOU MIGHT HAVE IMAGINED I WOULD HAVE AT BEING SCORNED. I JUST DECIDED TO GIVE YOU THE WORLD THEY SEEM TO BELIEVE THEY LIVE IN. BUT YOU TWO ARE MY CHILDREN, SO SHOULD YOU OR YOUR DESCENDANTS WANT ANY PART OF ME, THEY HAVE BUT TO LOOK FOR ME. UNFORTUNATELY, THAT WILL NOT APPLY TO YOU, UNDEAD. I MADE YOU TO BE QUITE THE DIFFERENT CREATURE.”
[A/N: this isn’t yelling. But even I’m getting tired of seeing all caps. I don’t know a good font to use to instill grandeur in the script]
You should be able to find me even without looking as you come into understanding yourself. However, as this world will be different from the other one, I will be drawing back. I and my agents will only be here when we are called for or when someone gets to know us. I cannot help it. Even though I planned to withdraw, they will still be my darling babies.
Everything else will be placed in your care. I am assigning you to be a watcher, I hope you interfere for the good of my creatures. But that choice will be up to you. You may have noticed that I called you Undead. You do not know what death is as nothing has died yet in our world. You will soon learn to understand the pain that is death. And you may come to think you are blessed when you learn that you CAN NOT DIE. But when that passes, I ask that you forgive me. Because you will realize that I have not given you a Stephen or a Lilith.
Undead interjecting here. To the readers. I realize that I should have clarified earlier. When I was created, I did not have any form. I just was. I could not relate to either Stephen or Lilith as it felt like I was not what either of them were. Back to the story.
The Creator told me I would one day come to realize that I am alone, I would have a higher calling sure. But I would be alone. He gave me His approval as I started to imitate Stephen’s form. I mentioned that Stephen seemed to be made to resemble the Creator, so I wanted to resemble Him too. He gave me His approval to do so. That is not to say that my human form looks like Him. I could not bring myself to. I just had his approval and blessing to take a human form.
Why do you think I care about the approval and blessing?
Because a human I clearly was NOT,
Then the Creator asked me if I remember what I felt when He told me to take a deep breath.
My response was that I felt like everything that filled my being told me that I was being nurtured and I felt at peace. It felt like. . . I think it felt like life itself!
Then He smiled at me and suggested that I hang around the humans and their descendants. I might get to see Him again if I do at which point He said “Until we meet again.” and just faded away. In my infancy, I could not sense where He went. In retrospect, I still do not think I am able to follow His disappearance even as my powers continue to grow with every new idea.
That was the last time I saw him for a few decades. He gave me a world to explore. So I had things to do!
Anywho, I think we are coming to an end with today’s chapter.
Take care, all of you!
Do something productive with your day if you have not yet!
Keep all stupidity and foolishness away from you so I may see you again.
Until next time young one and the young ones reading!