Infamous Goose

1.16 Dragons and Men

In the years that followed the attack, Alexander did not rage. He did not thunder his discomfort or unhappiness to the heavens above, as Elvira did. He did not thrash, or set fire to things, or vent his wrath upon the hapless, or any number of things the mortals claimed dragons did in their young, mistaken mythologies.

He stewed. Even as h...

1.15 A Distinct Feeling...

Elvira quietly closed the door to Father’s room behind her, watching Keilan and Randus walk off down the hall. Fury dwelled within her heart, burning through her veins like a poison, demanding she move, do something. She wanted to rage, to throw things, to be violent, despite the soft front she’d put up for her sister. She ...

1.14 Rest and Recover

Sleep was just another form of work, for me. It was a time where I could do my most subtle works, allowing divine incarnations to delve through the Four Realms while my true body did other things. Like balance the karma of the Four Realms, delve into the mysteries of the divine, amass power, speak to the Overgod of the Multiverses on a more pers...

1.13 "You DARE?!"

I lost control. The power I had been amassing exploded outward as I shot to my feet, divine incarnations vanishing as my waking mind returned, the meditation chamber and much of my palace turning to dust. Randus stood stock-still in what used to be the kitchen, a stricken expression on his face, and I spared him only a glance to ensure I had not...

1.12 Mortals

“Where are all these dark spirits coming from?” I groused, running a hand through my hair as I stared at the dark thing weaving between the trees. It wasn’t a small spirit, either. Unmatured spirits didn’t have cohesive shapes, often appearing as little more than malformed blobs of color, while matured ones often selected a form. This on...

1.11 Sun and Shadow

Reincarnation was a tricky thing to manage, in Alexander’s opinion. He was eternally grateful for the chance to test his system with the various flora and fauna of the Four Realms before the Fae were introduced, because, simple as those souls might be in comparison, they still accrued karma through their actions and reincarnated all the same. ...

1.10 The Birth of Cultivation

The day I had been anticipating, the day I had been dreading, had finally arrived.

One of the Fae was about to truly discover cultivation.

I hovered above the tribe, unable to get too close and cursing my lack of skill for it. I had desperately wanted to be there in person for this, some incarnation of myself sitting beside them as t...

1.9 Enlightenment

I personally watched the Fae for three years, and to be honest, their progress in that time completely surprised me. Spears were made. Fire was discovered. Shelters were built. And, sure, I had a bit of a hand in helping them, but there were a lot of hands-off moments too. I ignited a fear response in hunters who strayed too close to dangerous a...

1.8 The First Mortal Race

My workshop was an absolute mess. Essences of various elements and energies, diagrams, and a thousand other materials lay scattered about the wood desks lining the walls or across the marble floor. Various examples of life, some half-finished and some as pristine empty shells preserved in time, were mixed in with the mess, more appearing as I us...

1.7 It's About Respect

Elvira was trying to hold a meeting of the gods. Considering all the different personalities, domains, and ages involved, it was going about as well as one might expect. Which was to say, it was utter chaos.

She now understood what Father meant when He said something was “like herding cats.”

“Put him down! Pay attention!” she...

1.6 Wind and Dreams

Alexander swam through the Spirit Realm, observing the myriad changes that had taken over the Realms in the past few eons. Thanks to the unique nature of his realm he could see both it and the realms it flowed through at the same time, as the Spirit Realm reflected the others like a mirror – and oh, what changes it reflected.

Life had fi...

1.5 Forming Gods

“I am not afraid,” Keilan protested.

“Of course not,” I agreed, leading him along by the hand as we flew towards the Realm Sun. For someone who was ‘not afraid’ he was fighting awful hard to not go near the Sun. That was ignoring the fact I could literally see the fear in him as little yellow motes of light, swirling about his ...

1.4 Art of Creation

Spending time with Mother was always a treat, in Reika’s opinion. The green-haired girl hummed as she sat in the boughs of her Tree, kicking her legs as they dangled off the side of the large branch and looking far below, at Mother, who tended to the roots. She wasn’t sure why Mother felt the need to tend to the Life-Giving Tree, it would gr...

1.3 The Importance of Names

What was the weight of a name?

That question echoed in my mind as I descended to my children, the warmth of the Realm Sun still lingering on my back, plastering a smile on my face despite my roiling emotions. Was a name just a name, or was it something more? To some degree it was probably just a name, however, when spoken by someo...

1.2 The Four Realms

There was a sun in front of me.

It was truly massive, spinning and circling the four realms my children had created – one great Sun, to illuminate all. It roared with light and heat, great arcs of flame shooting from its surface as it settled into its existence, the sheer noise from the thing vibrating my very soul. Satisfaction...

1.1 LET THERE BE LIGHT

In the beginning there was nothing.

Until, suddenly, there was something.

I came to consciousness in the middle of the Eternal Void, a single soul floating in the midst of true nothingness. My mind was sluggish, hints of memory hiding in the fog that clouded my thoughts, yet unreachable all the same. What was left were instincts, ind...