The Origin Of Everything Novels & Stories

"The Original Nothing is not a being. Not an entity. Not a consciousness. The Original Nothing is absence. Pure absence. Absolute absence. Total absence. It is the absence of everything. The absence of existence. The absence of possibility. The absence of potential. It simply is not. That is what it is. Not being. Not existing. Simply not. Before anything was, it was not. Before existence existed, it was not. Before something became, it was not. Not-ness. That is the Original Nothing. Pure not-ness. Absolute not-ness. Eternal not-ness." Another ancient continued. "We came from the Original Nothing. All Darks came from it. We were part of it. We were extensions of it. We were fragments of it.

MY FOURTH GRADE TEACHER had been a fan of Greek mythology and he'd told us many of their stories. "I think so," I said, trying to mentally calculate how long this conversation needed to be to convince Dad we'd had our little heart-to-heart conversation. "It has something to do with curiosity, right?" "You're correct, Tru. It starts out as an origin story, explaining how humans came to this earth." I picked at my nails absently. "Like Adam and Eve?"

After all, true immortals increased their strength by comprehending the laws of the great path. However, such comprehension was simple yet far from straightforward. The laws of heaven and earth encompassed the universe's fundamental principles, concealing the secrets of the great path as well as that of creation. Suppressing his exhilaration, Severin gazed upon the river of time—which represented Bleurealm—with a mixture of emotions. "This is the secret of the original space," he murmured. The original space, or the realm's origin, was born from the natural evolution of heaven and earth. They comprised the very fabric of existence, as they were the building blocks of the universe.

Eniola is seated on an arm chair with a table in front of her; Eric got close and sat down facing her “Remind me the story I told you about your father Kane” Eniola said with eyes fixed on a book “In the beginning, nothing was defined and everything was unpredictable, two brothers created a universe in a small crystal like ball known as the Living Orb, together they suppressed the power and expansion of this universe down to a tiny dot, they could no longer hold the force of the universe because they had invested so much power in it and in agreement they set the universe free (Eniola raised her face to look at him) allowing it to stretch far and even creating the void and darkness as it expa

Book I "Every story has a starting point. I would like to delude myself that ours was the day of the first meeting, when from nothing I was made someone. But that would be a lie. The true origin must be sought elsewhere, in the most remote corners of Time. We must go beyond the known history, beyond the fables and legends that have been handed down to us. It is necessary to speak of the First Foundation, an era so ancient that not even Researchers show interest in it.

In the place of another world, seven kingdoms were created, to take care of balancing the life of the world and the life of the ordinary living people. The Gods choose seven worthy disciple to go down earth. Each disciple we're given seven elements of earth, each holds a very powerful core and source of life to the world. Over a thousand years, the seven disciples contained the order that gods have given, peace and balance. But for some unspeakable reason, the seven kingdoms from another world got un-united and their start the chaos and unbalanced to the earth, to the living unto the whole world, Which cause the consequences.

It reached outward, though there was nowhere to reach, and in that reaching something impossible formed. A question. What am I? There was no answer, so the answer became creation. Light appeared, at first no more than a single spark without origin. Then it expanded faster than thought, faster than time itself. Energy burst into existence, space stretched, time began, and matter formed from pure force. Stars ignited in violent brilliance, galaxies spiraled into form, and worlds were born only to collapse and be reborn again. This was the beginning.

"In the beginning there was nothing. Space, time, light, dark, good, evil and everything else didn't exist. There was truly nothing until some bright spark decided to make something. To this day none of the gods can fathom who it was or what they did but suddenly they found themselves the collective parents of an existence that was as new as a day old babe and just as fragile and difficult to handle. None of the gods were suitable parent material but they could just leave this new realm to its own devices.

"I am the origin point of all supernatural forces that have ever existed across any reality. What you call magic, what you term strength, what you celebrate as bonds of love and loyalty, all of it was once unified within me, part of my singular being." I stood before this cosmic entity with my children flanking me, feeling time itself bend and warp around the absolute truth of its words. The revelation struck me with the force of a physical blow. Everything we had built, everything we had become, everything we had fought to protect had its roots in this primordial consciousness. "You're claiming to be a god?" Alexander asked, his elemental flames flickering uncertainly as they responded to h

mentally ill. I'm still not convinced this isn't a mental break. Maybe it finally happened. It's real. You're a werewolf. Well, half. You are also half-human because your mom was. But you are also special. The moon goddess chose you... Wait, moon goddess? Yes, she's who creates us. She determines our destiny. At least who our mates are, what pack we are born into. Mate? As in who we end up being with? Marrying?