Chapter 4 Nazanin

Hi! Aesir here. There are many things to learn, even for god. We can get new knowledge from literally anything around us if you look hard enough. Looking back at the history, many great things was discovered from normal things in life mixing with pure coincident and some enlightenment. Pretty much you need both aspect of being cleaver and lucky. For example, Newton gain enlightenment from a falling apple and derived physic formula from it. In truth he was not the first one to experience with that enlightenment, there are others cleaver people who experience the exact same situation. But due to the lack of good luck and bad choice of sitting place, they did not survive large hard-shell fruit dropping on their heads to tell the tale.

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Where am I?

Everything around me is pure darkness, not a single speck of light can be seen. I am not even sure if my eyes are open or close. It feel like I am falling but at the same time standing on a hard surface. Kind of a weird feeling, really.

What is this place? How did I get here? Who am I?

…

Ok, I’ll stop with the joke. It’s too early to be pulling an amnesia card. Not to mention that I tried to recycle my own old dialogues. Oh! And before you guys make any guess, this is not a flag. I will totally not be playing the amnesia role, ever! … Maybe?

Ok. Ok! I will be serious now. Back to the story.

I open my eyes. Let me recap a bit. I made Svalinn, then I running low on power, went to look for worshipers, didn’t find any, became unnecessary stubborn and used more power, went down to the planet’s core, then finally found the loli.

Right! Loli!

I start looking around the core chamber for the first time. The walls are made out of some kind of glossy black ore. There are many different types of minerals and crystals mixing in, here and there. In the middle of everything, there is a giant pillar made out of that same black ore and in the middle is a cage looking room. Inside that room, I can see a globe of floating green flame.

Is that her?

I move closer. The air around the cage is pulsating together with the flickering flame like a beating heart, the heart of the planet. I can also somehow feel the good will toward me within those pulses.

I start moving closer to get a better look. She is there, coiling into a ball in the center of everything.

She was different to the last time I meet her. She seems much more grown up. The little baby was no more. What’s there is a 110 centimeter tall young spirit. Compared to human, she looks to be about 5 – 6 years old. She looks more feminine and innocent than ever. I hardly recognized her.

Her big round eyes slowly open. Even if she have grown up, her glowing blue iris still have the same warm gaze she gave me before I became unconscious.

… You finally awake …

She couldn’t say anything yet but I can communicate with her through telepathy.

Yes. Thank you for looking after me. How long was I asleep?

... Many thousands of suns and moons have passed …

Thousands of suns and moons? How long is that? Going by “Earth” calendars, the years passed should be in at least double digits, right? It may even be in the hundreds of years considering this planet personification seems much more grown up. I take that back, it is more likely that hundreds of thousands of years have passed if she is this grown up. Don’t forget that a planet lifespans seem to be in billion years unit. Her grow rate should be very slow.

I am surprised that I do not feel any other divine power except my own within Svalinn. Did no other gods ever visit this planet while I was out cold? That’s weird. Why?

Never mind that, hey … um … spirit … girl? This is awkward. I do not know how I should call you. What is your name?

You could be reading stolen content. Head to the original site for the genuine story.

… I do not have a name …

Oh, I see. That’s right; you were born not long before I did. It’s a bit late but let me introduce myself to you again. My name is Aesir and I am a god. Think of me as something like your caretaker.

… What is a caretaker? …

Oh, Me! We have to start from that? You know suns, moons and how to count but not caretaker?

… I learn them from the last time we have contact …

That’s … kind of make sense? Wait … what if we do it again? I got some knowledge from the creator, if I somehow pass some necessary ones on to you, wouldn’t everything solve itself?

Hooray for the plot device! Who like the learning or training arc in a novel anyway?

… Plot device? Arc? …

Don’t worry about it. You will understand soon enough.

While we are at it, let me give you a name then.

… My… name …

Yes. It doesn’t feel right to just call you spirit or girl or whatever all the time. It’s like calling a specific human; ‘human’ all the time. I wouldn’t mind being call ‘God’ but I do like to be call by my name too, you know?

… Name …

Let see here… Scooby? No. No. That’s no good. Asuna? Nope. Sound like a useless damsel. Um … Man, I suck at naming things. How about … Nazanin? Oh, that’s sound nice and unique! I like it! I can call you NAZA for short!

… Naza … nin? … Nazanin …

Yes. Nazanin. It’s mean a lovely and delightful lady.

… Lovely and delightful? ... Thank you … Aesir …

She gives me another blooming lovely smile as she thanks me. She seems to like it. Her smile makes me happy too. Luckily I have no white van nearby, otherwise I feel like polices will bust in and arrest me for some reason.

Alright, Nazanin. Are you ready?

I reach my hand out toward her again. This time my plasma hand is fully intact and visible. She also is reaching toward me with her tiny hand.

Please take care of me again.

… Likewise …

The moment when our hands make contact, our consciousness starts to intertwine.

The feeling cannot be described in words. I feel like I turn myself into a book and she is flipping through, reading page by page. It’s not a very pleasant feeling but not disgusting either.

The most fascinating part came after that. By exchanging our mind and consciousness, we exchange what we know to each other. Just like when you connect a direct data cable between two laptops, the data exchanged gone both ways.

What Nazanin know is not that many; she was born not long before I did so her knowledge is limited. Even if hundreds of thousands of years have passed, her current knowledge is still in the level of only that the creatures on the surface will eat, sleep and reproduce or that the volcanoes in a certain area will erupt at a somewhat constant interval. She does not understand how or why phenomenon like that occurs. It was interesting and helpful to know the outline of her surface but that’s not the most important part.

The true treasure is the information of her being.

I’m not sure how much she will obtain from me but one thing I’m sure is that what I will obtain is way outclass her benefit.

What I mean by information of her being is the structure of her being as well as the general composition of this planet and its dwellers.

By connecting to her I start to understand a certain aspect of how the creator created this planet.

It may not be the full detail due to my limited comprehension ability but I begin to understand the basic.

Nazanin can be classifying to a similar league of being as us, the divine being. Similar to how both ostrich and pigeon are classify as birds but they are still not the same. The main different between me and her is the purposes and intentions at creation. Her purpose is to exist, grow, and evolve while mine is more likely for assisting her, maintain, and nurture as necessary.

Her outer appearance of the planet, the ground, the mountain, the sea, the rivers, and all those that exist is more of her power taking form. Like I said, her being is similar to mine; her true essence is a type of pure energy that will transform into both living and non-living things as well as the law of nature.

The beings are the products of her power that will grow and evolve overtime. When they die or breakdown, they will transform back into energy form that will contain new records before return back to Nazanin. As a result, Nazanin will grow stronger and give birth to stronger existences such as new types of animals or minerals. The process then repeats itself.

In a way, this can be considered as close loop reincarnation system.

What the creator created is not the actual planet but only a single being, Nazanin.

It is fascinating how just a single consciousness transformed and evolved overtime into what she is today.

But the greatest benefit of all is that I start to understand how this process works. With this knowledge I can replicate the process of how power transform into things. With enough power, I can influence the law of nature on this planet as a whole. I think I can even create life forms myself.

I mean I can already create things just purely from my power but the different between understanding how it works and not is a huge contrast. One just let me create a ball of dirt while another let me be more specific to choose the composition of that that ball of dirt and freely change the properties of that dirt later on.

Want a clearer image? It’s similar to how you make a CGI using between MS Paint or Photoshop program. Both might not be the best choices for CGI making but you get my point, right?

The exchange only took place for a few minutes but feel like an eternity.

We both retract back our hands and try to process the new information.

… I am … so tired … I need rest …

I weakly receive Nazanin’s thought. There might be a lot of things she got from me. She probably needs some timeout.

Alright, Naza. Get some rest and sweet dream.

She gives me a final smile before shut her eyes and coil her body back into the green flaming ball.

Now that I am being left alone, so what’s next?

It should have been a long time that I fall into slumber, should I get in contact with the others back in HR? Maybe later.

I should go back out and inspect how the world had change. On planet “Earth”, many things can change even only in a span of hundred years. Then what about hundreds of thousands of years?

I say goodnight to Nazanin in my mind one last time before floating back to the surface.

What greets me is … the similar looking environment? Well … not totally the same but too little changed.

We are talking about hundreds of thousands of years here, yet everything feels so familiar.

You can’t say I imaging things here since if you look back, I literally only been conscious within this planet for only about 2 days! On day 1 I flew around being happy merry and then the instinct kick in. I turned into an idiot on steroid and crazily created Svanlinn out of thin air. Feeling proud for a bit before start panicking like a headless chicken, met Nazanin and then drop dead … Ahem … I mean went to sleep like a normal person after a hard day at work. Got up, get to know the Loli a bit more and that’s pretty much it! Everything feels just like yesterday.

I try flying around the planet some more and still can’t find what I expected to find.

With that long time passed, at least there should be a group or two of settlement already, right? A wooden village of some sort at least. But even when I go around for the 3rd times, I still can’t find anything.

Is this normal? Whatever, things won’t solve itself even if I found out the answer.

I still need that whole worshiper business and we got to start somewhere, right?

With the assist of Svalinn, I finally found the closest being on this planet to be a sentient being and not just some beast going around purely on instinct.

A group of 3 meter tall, ape looking giants with big sharp teeth using sticks to beat an equally huge horse looking creature to death.

Welcome to the age of sticks and stones.