The Universe... A place, of infinity possibilities.

After I lived a long life as mortal being, I come to a place what being called "Crossroads of the gods". I don't really remember what this place is supposed to be, but I am here to be addressed as Mithrapal. A mortal sage who one day travel the worlds across and beyond, and become a bearer of a "higher power".

Here, in cloudy darkness, I saw only 3 ways to follow. Forward, left, and the right. 3 ways, illuminating my path. I was traveling throughout crossroads for a long time, but for me, the meaning of time was lost, right after I become part of crossroads myself.

After choosing different ways, I find myself before them... The room with the 3 lights guided my path became a space with distant stars gazing from afar, there different figurines were standing.

"Another bearer of the higher power, welcome" — shadow figurine in the center, had a deep artificial voice.

"You find your way throughout crossroads, you now will learn the way how to shape your own domain into the reality"

If I'm still using a mortal way of thinking, I'd said, It was some sort of school for the newborn gods. To lead anybody with higher power, and to make they own worlds. As been explained by mysterious voice, it was:

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"To follow the transcendence desire" that what was said to me.

Mithrapal: "A transcendence desire..."

Above me, where were different types of so-called "gods" in this school. None of them was realizing what this place is supposed to be as well. This "shadow realm" resembles as it was a gathering of green students at some magic academy. All of them being driven by they own ambition and power. All we can do was to follow the will of transcendence.

At the final hours of my teachings, I was focusing my mind, on the last remnants of reason being gathered in one. My thoughts were connected to a memory of a mortal life I experienced long ago. All that feels like an explosion within.

Mithrapal: "I'm not at crossroads anymore..."

I was just "there", a place with the large star in the center of it. Some celestial bodies were not entirely complete, but it was almost complete Solar system.

Cloud memory of the crossroads of the gods, not leaving my mind entirely, but being guided by a mysterious voice, it was very important to use a stable connection between mortal experience, and the limbo of possibilities.

This realm, what I created now become my new home.