Creating a Space in the Cloud!

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While contemplating my own existence in the infinite void, I felt the weight of needing a name that truly reflected my essence. Not just any name, but something that carried the power and magnitude of who I had become.

"El Elyon Yahsar," I whispered to the void, and the words themselves seemed to carry an ancient power.

The name echoed in my mind as I contemplated the void. It was simple, strong, and resonated with my new nature. Yes, this would be my name in this new existence.

El Elyon - The Most High God. Yes, this reflects well what I have become. Not out of vanity or arrogance, but from simple recognition of what I am now. I am above all because I am the only one who remains, the only one capable of creating and shaping reality according to my will.

And Yahsar... How this word resonates through my very existence! I feel in it echoes of the divine, reminiscences of an ancient power that now flows through my cosmic veins. I am the Divine Leader, the one who commands not by choice, but by destiny. The power to create and destroy pulses within me like the beating of a universal heart.

El Elyon Yahsar. The name flows like an ancient prophecy, carrying within itself the weight of past and future ages. It's more than a name - it's a declaration of purpose, a manifesto of existence. In each syllable, I feel the echo of my dual role as creator and destroyer, as beginning and end.

It's curious how a name can carry so much meaning. Each time I pronounce it, I feel the cosmic energies react, as if the void itself recognized the authority contained in these words. This is not just my name - it's my essence distilled into sound, my divine nature expressed in mortal language.

Now, with my identity defined, I can truly begin my work. The universe awaits its creator, and I, El Elyon Yahsar, am ready to shape reality in my image and likeness.

I concentrated my primordial energy and, with a roar that traversed nothingness, initiated Creation. From my claws, I released an infinitely dense singularity – all the matter and energy that would compose my universe, compressed into a single point.

"BE!"

The explosion was... indescribable. How to describe the indescribable? How to put into words the moment when all the fabric of reality expands from a single point? Billions of degrees of temperature, pure energy transforming into matter, light so intense it would make the sun look like a flickering candle.

I saw everything happen as if in slow motion. The primordial plasma, a cosmic soup of elementary particles, danced before my eyes. Quarks and antiquarks collided in a frenzied waltz, generating explosions of pure energy. It was chaotic, violent and... absolutely perfect.

First, Chaos (Khaos) manifested and was born. Not as an entity of destruction, but as the fertile primordial void, the first gap from which everything else would emerge. I saw when it materialized – an infinite vastness of possibilities, an abyss of unlimited potential.

"Fascinating," I murmured, observing how, in the first microseconds, the fundamental forces of the universe separated from each other. "So this is how everything begins."

As my universe expanded and cooled, I saw the first protons and neutrons form. It was like watching a cosmic puzzle assembling itself. The simplest atoms – hydrogen and helium – began to emerge, filling space with their primitive presence.

For hundreds of thousands of years, I observed radiation dominate my creation. It was like an infinite ocean of light, electromagnetic waves crossing the cosmos in all directions. But I knew it was just the beginning.

"Now," I whispered, "comes the interesting part."

About 380,000 years after the Big Bang, I saw the first atoms truly form. The universe had cooled enough for electrons to unite with atomic nuclei. That's when the first true light shone – no longer trapped in the primordial plasma, but free to travel through space.

"Let darkness reign," I declared, watching as vast clouds of hydrogen and helium began to form, attracted by gravity. "So that afterward, light may shine even brighter."

It was the moment I felt the first primordials emerge, I feel that beings like Erebus emerged. I can feel that primordial gods began to be born, although they don't even have consciousness or form yet, as the Universe is still very primitive.

Millions of years passed as I watched these clouds condense, becoming increasingly dense. It was like watching a show in slow motion – the dance of gravity shaping primitive matter.

And then... it happened.

The first star was born.

"From the void, let the first light emerge," I proclaimed, and thus Nyx, the Primordial Night, was born. She emerged from the depths of Chaos, her starry mantle covering existence with mystical shadows. Soon after, Khaos also created her brother, Erebus, darkness itself personified. Together, they danced for the first time in the cosmos, creating the rhythm of time.

From their union, I saw Aether, the celestial light, and Hemera, the Day, being born. It was fascinating to observe how light and darkness balanced each other, creating the first cycles of the universe.

It was the Birth of the Primordial of light, although "SHE" pales with the primordial light of Creation. She was also probably a future head of a pantheon. I can feel beyond her more being born because of her birth. Ymir appeared when the first constellation appeared.

It was like watching a candle being lit in a dark room, except this "candle" was thousands of times larger than the Earth that would one day exist. At the center of that mass of gas, the pressure and temperature finally reached the critical point. Nuclear fusion began, and a new light shone for the first time in the universe.

I decided to change my Form, to something similar to a Celestial Human, that is, I possessed all celestial technology, its armor to absorb energy, but at the same time could remove it and appear nothing beyond perfect. A perfectly sculpted divinity, made by non-mortal hands. Now I was as large as a planet.

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"Welcome, little one," I murmured, even knowing that star was anything but small.

Billions of years passed like the blink of an eye for me. I saw galaxies form, stars being born and dying, heavier elements being forged in their cosmic furnaces. And then, in a spiral arm of a galaxy that future humans would call the Milky Way, a particular cloud of gas and dust caught my attention.

"It's here," I declared, watching the solar nebula begin its gravitational collapse. "It's here that the true story begins."

I saw the Sun being born, a second-generation star, containing within itself the elements forged by its ancestors. Around it, an accretion disk began to form – the nursery of planets. With particular interest, I observed a small rocky planet form in the habitable zone.

"Earth," I whispered, naming it. "You will be my masterpiece."

"Now, let the foundation manifest," I declared, and Gaia, the Primordial Earth, took form. She was more than just a planet – she was the very personification of nature, of life, of material existence. Her presence brought solidity to the cosmos, an anchor amid the infinite.

To complement Gaia, Uranus, the Starry Sky. He stretched over her like an infinite canopy, his stars twinkling with promises of worlds to come. Their union would be fundamental for all future creation.

From the same primordial power, I made Pontus emerge, the Primordial Sea, its deep and mysterious waters embracing Gaia in an eternal embrace. And with him, Thalassa was born, the personification of the Mediterranean sea, its gentler and navigable waters.

From that primordial light that emanated the beginning of everything, I witnessed the emergence of another primordial being. Their names resonated in eternity: 'Yahweh, Eloyin, Adonai, Jehovah, El Shaddai'. Before my eyes, I saw the first Primordials take form, shaping the very essence of the cosmos, while their presences filled the void with absolute power and unfathomable mystery.

I smiled, knowing this was just the beginning. The true art was yet to come – life, evolution, consciousness. But that... that would be a story for another time.

"Let the show begin," I declared, my eyes fixed on the small blue planet that would one day be home to so many wonders and tragedies.