1 Origin and Birth

It was the darkest of times. A time when the worst of humanity surfaced everywhere. No one knew what started it but it was the worst of wars. A war of steel and blood to end all wars. Gore and cruelty so horrific, the god of this world fell in despair at the sight of his creations who he loved so much doing unspeakable things to each other. With his despair at the collapse of his lofty ideals came his corruption and weakening. Yes, god grew weak as his mind fell into chaos at the sight of the horrors of mankind. He retreated from the world as his angels grew angry and wrathful at what their creator's most beloved science project had done to him. They came down to the chaotic and filthy mortal realm and began a massacre across the land. For the first time, all of mankind felt fear and despair as the powerful winged beings brought down vicious righteous judgement upon them.

So caught up were they in the massacre, the angels were slowly corrupted by their bloodlust and slowly weakened their connection to god and his power. All seemed lost to mankind when a new race and potential ally rose from a realm beneath the mortal realm called hell. Hell served as a prison for the worst of god's creations but in his absence their restraints were loosened and they escaped their prison realm. They came through and seduced mankind into anger which honestly wasn't that difficult. They offered them power in the form of an ungodly union between man and devil. Meanwhile, so lost in their bloodlust the angels weren't aware of the jaws of slaughter surrounding them until it was too late. Mankind may have been weak but because god in the beginning gave them free will they had the most potential of all his creations. It became a bloody war of two on one with the blood of man, devil and angel spilt across the land. The world ran red with blood and slaughter as the races were lost in a haze of wrath and bloodlust. So lost were they that no one noticed that the blood of the three races was slowly disappearing into the depths of the ocean. As the blood of all three races was spilt across the world, the power inherent in them was not returning to the world or god as was customary. The souls and blood of the deceased were converging upon a single location like they were being called by a single entity. If god had been aware he would have found that in this war a consciousness had been born from all the blood, souls and power with nowhere to go. If he had been aware he might have been able to guide this newly born and naive consciousness and mold it in his image and if not, destroy its consciousness and absorb it. Sadly god wasn't present and this infantile consciousness retreated to the bottom of the ocean where it continued to absorb the blood of the war. With the devils allying with the humans the war was dragged on with an increased intensity. More died and more were born, grew up in and fought to die in the war. Time came when out of desperation due to lacking soldiers in the army, the angels began to seduce female humans and their unions gave birth to abominations with the blood of humans and angels. The resulting hybrids grew up to be powerful warriors with more potential for growth in war than their ancestors. Upon seeing this, the devils began to do the same with male and female devils copulating with humans to birth their own abominations with untold potentials for growth. The war balanced out and only increased in intensity as many lives were lost all the while their blood just continued to seep away into the deepest depths of the ocean. As the blood was absorbed by this budding consciousness, it experienced the worst of the war as the memories and souls of the dead were also absorbed and digested by it. And so it continued that this seed of consciousness began to mature and grow with the darkness of the war. It gained its knowledge and experiences from the blood of the dead. It learnt the tales of kings, queens, peasants, knights, maidens, angels and devils. It learnt of sin, god and war. It absorbed their intellect and wisdom as well as their moral decay. It learnt of the darkness in the world and was slowly molded by it. It saw the little pockets of light where the good in people shined only to be stomped out harshly by the darkness of rape, pillaging, torture and slaughter. All was absorbed by this slowly growing consciousness over the span of a couple of centuries.

It witnessed as the leaders of both sides lost their sanity and began secretly experimenting on humans to create the ultimate human hybrid who housed the power of both devils and angels. Of course the angels and devils kept it secret from the human hybrids who they had come to feel threatened by and wanted to create fitting vessels to house their ancient consciousnesses. In their lust and greed for power, there was no longer any moral difference between both sides. Many died to their experiments as devil and angel hybrids disappeared from the battlefields to be experimented on by their ancestors. Female hybrids were drugged and raped in captivity in hopes of birthing the ultimate vessel. Male hybrids were experimented on and bred like stallions in hopes of finding one able to produce sperm powerful enough to birth the ultimate devil angel human hybrid vessel. The maturing consciousness continued to watch these horrific experiments in curiosity for decades before the hybrids of both sides began to take notice of something going on. When a mishap occurred during the experiments, bits and pieces of information soon came to light as the hybrids of both sides soon reacted with horror and eventually rage at what their supposed allies had done to their brethren. It soon became a three sided war as the hybrids of both sides allied with each other to wipe out the angels and devils once and for all. Our baby consciousness continued to watch in growing fascination through the blood absorbed from the battlefields as the war shifted to a new extreme gear. After spending years learning from them the hybrids had grown to know and evolve all the battle techniques of the devils and angels. They had also learnt and evolved their Magic with the ingenuity of humans giving birth to new innovative ways of using magic.

As battle waged through the centuries, human civilization evolved to be reliant on magic rather than technology as the weapons and world was quenched in magic. This lead to the evolution of the previously ignored beasts and animals of the world as their bodies quenched with magic grew stronger through the generations and slowly gained intellect and awareness. All sides of the war were surprised to see this as these animals evolved into new species like were beasts, lizard men, dragons, giant birds and eagles and various beast of fantasy. The evolution was not only on land as the creatures of the sea soon began to evolve and grow stronger into different magical species like merpeople and the like. Sadly this did not come to the notice of the surface as they kept their activities underwater as with their intellect they soon evolved from singular incident of predator and prey to waging bloody wars for underwater territory and hunting rights. Our still growing consciousness continued to watch all this in fascination as it constantly shifted its attention between the conflicts of the oceans and the surface. It continued to absorb the blood and learn while killing any underwater creature that came close to learning of its existence. With the centuries passing it had grown ruthless and cunning only concerned with its survival. It sometimes snuck around the depths of the ocean to annihilate growing underwater civilizations while keeping things mysterious. It went on these campaigns to practice the battle techniques it learned from the blood it absorbed. The underwater creatures were too busy with their conflicts to care about the occasional disappearing civilization. The consciousness never really formed a humanoid physical form. It formed itself a crimson core to house itself and its digested blood essence it used to battle. It moved around using this tiny spherical crimson core to maintain stealth, speed and anonymity. It continued its clandestine campaign of terror in the depths of the ocean as the war raged on the surface for decades honing its lethality and killing techniques.

After so much time had passed, god had finally returned from his self imposed exile to find a completely different world than when he left it. His already fragile mind finally broke as he witnessed the atrocities done by his angels who he cherished as he saw abominations birthed from the ungodly unions of devils and angels with humans as they slaughtered each other in a whirlwind of blood, wrath and death. Sufficed to say god fell further into despair and with his mind in such low depths so too did his control of his power loosen further weakening him. In his despair god lost all faith in his creations and decided to erase everything and start again after a couple million years. He came down with intentions of creating a flood to end all life on the surface only for his own creations to realize his return and wrath compelling them to unite and fight him. Normally this would be a suicide mission but in his despair god had weakened himself unconsciously and while he still was vastly more powerful than the warriors going against him, they were able to wound him and make him bleed at the cost of their lives. In this time of war between god and his creations, the blood of both sides continued to travel down into the depths of the ocean where our little crimson core was all too happy to absorb it. With the new addition of the blood of a god, our little crimson core slowly evolved in essence, grade and quality to a higher being. With this new god blood came new pieces of knowledge and battle/magical techniques.

God had come down to wipe out his creations only to be caught off guard by their vastly improved strength but it didn't mean he had deteriorated to such a point where his own creations could kill him. Sadly he had deteriorated to a point where they could wound him if they all came together at the cost of their lives. God had lost so much blood in this war that he finally felt threatened by his creations and utilized his last resort. He raised the tides and the ocean and flooded the entire world with all the power he had left decimating the armies of his creations. At the same time of his flooding, the vast majority of the denizens of the ocean were crushed by the pressure of the flood crashing into land as well as being faced against the desperate angels, devils and human hybrids dragged underwater. The magical creatures who had at the time been evolving to higher life form were caught up in god's wrath as unfortunate collateral. God would have no survivors after this flood. Weakened by the war, God returned to the safety of heaven to recover his strength and sort out his mind while finding out where he went wrong, still ignorant of the crimson core hiding in the depths of the oceans. After learning from god's blood what he was capable of and what he wanted to do, our little crimson core fled as close as it could to the core of the earth where it absorbed and digested the blood that colored the ocean red as a result of god's wrath. Slowly it absorbed and digested all the leftover blood in the world while practicing and honing what it learned by traveling through the world wiping out any remaining life and source of blood that survived the flood. Suffice to say by the time it was done , the world was silent and the oceans free from the tint of blood. Our little crimson core continued to reside in the depths in case god decided to look down from his realm. It hid by staying close to the core of the world thereby masking its presence. After it finished digesting all it had to digest, it found there was nothing left for it except god. Unknown to god our little crimson core had learned the way to enter heaven from his blood. Sneaking into heaven as god slept, our little crimson core changed his form to a little naked child with rosy skin, black hair with a crimson tint and golden eyes. With perfect features capable of seducing all in existence, not that there was really anything to seduce. The child snuck into the chambers of god with god unaware because he was preoccupied with his recovery. Any other time god would have noticed someone entering heaven but either it was due to his weakness or belief that there was nothing alive that knew how to enter heaven. God was only aware of what was happening at the moment the little child stabbed him awake with its strongest possible attack after turning its hand into a divine blade. After centuries of absorbing the blood of all existence including god's the child was the closest possible existence capable of killing god. It was hardly a struggle as god was caught off guard and stabbed in his core by the child's strongest attack. With his already frail consciousness fading all he could do was look up into an apathetic yet somewhat naively excited looking crimson pair of eyes. Eyes that would not be weird on a child who just accomplished a task and was seeking praises from its parents. The little child absorbed all the blood of god after killing him. Satisfied with a successful campaign, the child sat on the corpse thinking of what to do after this when it felt a violent reaction while digesting the blood it just absorbed from god. While weakened the consciousness in the blood was still too strong to be passively digested leading to the little child collapsing into a coma on the corpse of its victim as its consciousness traveled into its core to fight the hardest and most ruthless battle of its entire existence.

In a dark void stood the astral form of the child as it faced a hulking insane mass that was the core of god's consciousness. "It seems I've been much too careless to end up like this, to die not even knowing who my killer is. Who are you child? You are not a creation of mine, not even a corrupted version of it. You seem different, something not meant to be born". The child gave no reply further angering god who roared "ANSWER ME!!!! I AM GOD, CREATOR OF THIS WORLD YOU INHABIT AND YOU WILL ANSWER TO ME!!!!!" Again no answer from the child and its stony perfect face as it looked around at its current whereabouts before understanding the predicament it was in. It had overestimated its digesting power while underestimating the soul strength of god. Understanding it's mistake, it promised itself never to underestimate something ever again no matter how weak it seems. It turned to the soul of god who seemed to have calmed down, "Very well since you won't answer, I'll just have to absorb your soul and learn what I want from it". This prompted an increase in intensity in the eyes of the child. It looked at god and understood that this was something it had to go through. Either it fell here absorbed by god who would go on to create a new world or it would in turn defeat and absorb god thus evolving itself to a new level of existence. It faced god and for the first time in its existence it spoke "May the strongest win and grow off the corpse of the defeated". God was surprised by such a ruthless sounding saying wondering what this child went through to have such a cynical and jungle law view of life. And so began the most epic of battles all taking place in the soul plane of the little child. The child started out at a disadvantage since it had never used the soul techniques it had accumulated over the centuries. It did learn though and quickly. It began to quickly get used to fighting in soul form while god slowly lost ground growing weaker as time passed. God had long been declining in power plus he was at a disadvantage fighting in someone else's soul plane. He had no means of rejuvenation and had to put everything on the line to fight the child who was quickly honing its skill in soul combat while making use of the soul energy it had accumulated over the centuries. They battled for a thousand years as silence reigned in all three realms. There was no life in any of the realms except the little child in the chambers of god. Finally due to slowly digesting more of god's blood as he grew weaker the child was able to achieve a Pyrrhic victory by exhausting all it had to absorb god's soul as well as his divinity. Spending an additional decade to recover and digest all the knowledge god's soul gave it, the child awoke from its more than thousand year long coma to find itself covered in dust formed from the corpse of god. It looked around and found the effects of the battle in its soul plane on its body. It found its body had been affected by absorbing all that was god thereby granting it a gender and divinity. It had become male. A little boy with flawless rosy skin, dark locks with a crimson tint and golden eyes accompanied with perfect features that still could seduce any being in existence not that there was anything to seduce. The little boy stood up as he looked around heaven and ransacked anything he thought might be valuable. He then went through the other realms doing the same while making sure there was no life left in this world. After he was done, he headed to the core of this world. After waking up he found that the divinity he'd absorbed from god had digested to form a seed and he intended on using the world core to nurture and terminate his divinity. Upon arriving he began absorbing and digesting not paying attention to the fact that the more he absorbed, the more the world broke down and collapsed. By the time he had finished absorbing all the energy in the core and the world was destroyed he noticed he was surrounded by void. Not fazed at all he protected himself from the void by coating himself with the husk of the world's core continuing to nurture the cracked seed of his divinity. And so he began a new journey traveling aimlessly in the void while absorbing the energy in the void through the filtering of the world core husk. He didn't know how long he wandered aimlessly but eventually the energies of the void further pushed his blood essence core and divinity seed further towards the origin fusing them together. As he fused them together in the void forming a crimson blood divinity seed core, a wave was sent out into the void signaling to other existences in the void of the birth of something unprecedented. Something that could grow to terrorize them all.