Chapter 7: First Cosmos

Elysium Citadel, Elysium, Origin Dimension. Birth of First Cosmos.

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I witnessed something incredible—the birth of the First Cosmos. At the edge of my sight, a mysterious energy stirred in the vast emptiness beyond everything, causing a tremor—a ripple in the void that signaled the beginning of something much greater than I had ever known.

In an instant—though time had not yet been defined by such concepts—what was once an endless sea of darkness and absence became filled with light from a singular presence.

The First Firmament appeared, not as a figure or shape I could recognize in the usual way, but as an infinite force—a living universe unto itself. Just as it emerged, I could feel that the origin is connected to it and I can descend in it anytime. However, I waited for the best opportunity take action in the cosmos. 

While focusing on the First cosmos, I waited however nothing happen even though there is no concept of time and as a cosmic being and being born before that I am above such concept but it still bored me to keep watching it without knowing the concept of time. I shifted my focus towards Elysium. 

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As I settled into the expansive throne room of Elysium Citadel, the shimmering walls seemed to pulse with the energy of the Origin Dimension, creating an atmosphere that felt vibrantly alive. Seated across from me, Zenith and Elys embodied pure energy, each radiating their unique light and presence, enhancing the room's aura.

Lunaris and the other Council members stood before me, eager to report on their efforts in helping the Syntari adapt to our realm.

"Founders, I'm happy to report that the Syntari have properly adapted to Elysium and are diligently working to master their energy usage," Lunaris stated as she stepped forward, her expression a mix of pride and enthusiasm. I focused my attention on her and activated my Inspect ability to delve deeper into her status.

[Name: Lunaris]

[Race: Syntari]

[Age: Unmeasurable (Born before the concept of Time)]

[Blessings: Infinite Potential]

[Powers: Telepathy, Telekinesis, Mind Control, Psychic Shielding, Empathy, Energy Manipulation]

As I reviewed her details, I couldn't help but feel proud of her progress. When she was first born from psionic energy, her abilities were limited to energy manipulation, telepathy, and telekinesis. Now, she demonstrated a greater mastery over her psionic energy, and her potential for further growth was immense, thanks to her Infinite Potential blessing.

"Excellent! You have done remarkably well," I encouraged, feeling a wave of warmth radiate from her energy. Her joy was palpable, lighting up the room. "I've connected you to the Genesis Core. This will allow you to take the next step."

Lunaris tilted her head, curiosity shining in her eyes. "Genesis Core? What does that mean for us?"

"It means that if two Syntari of opposite genders who share a deep bond merge their energies, the Genesis Core will grant sentience to their creation," I explained, a sense of excitement building in the room. "It's a beautiful process that will enrich our realm."

The Council members exchanged eager glances, their excitement evident. "So, I can create new Syntari with you?" Lunaris asked, her voice filled with enthusiasm and curiosity.

I shared a quick glance with Zenith, whose smile was unmistakably proud, while Elys puffed her cheeks in mock annoyance. With a silent cue from me, Zenith transferred additional information to the Council. She offered a playful apology, but her grin indicated she was enjoying this moment.

After absorbing the information, Lunaris looked momentarily stunned, her cheeks flushing as shyness washed over her.

"It's now impossible if you still wish to pursue it in the future," I added, keeping my tone light to alleviate her embarrassment.

"I will do my best, Founder, to be worthy of you," she declared with renewed determination. Her resolve shone brightly in her eyes.

With a sense of purpose, Lunaris and the Council members took their leave, eager to embrace their responsibilities. I watched them depart, my thoughts drifting as I turned my attention back to the First Cosmos.

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The First Cosmos

The First Firmament was content in its solitude. It was a universe of absolute order, with no conflict, no chaos, and no change. Everything existed in a state of perfect equilibrium, with the First Firmament as both the creator and the creation. From my dimension, beyond the boundaries of its newly formed reality, I could sense its presence—a force of calm, infinite power, and serene purpose. It was an existence so different from anything that would follow—a reality where all was still, peaceful, and complete.

But within this perfection, there was a desire—a quiet yearning for companionship, for something more than the endless silence of its existence. The First Firmament, despite its all-encompassing nature, began to realize that there was potential in creating beings that could share in its existence, creatures that could reflect its own perfect order. From this desire, the First Firmament took its first step toward creating life.

The First Firmament, wielding its boundless power, created celestial beings—entities of astronomical strength. They were its servants, its playthings, crafted to fulfil its grand vision. These beings began to create their own servants they would traverse the vastness of the First Firmament, diligently crafting galaxies, solar systems, stars, planets, life and different things.

Every time they created anything they will present it to their creator and ask for his approval and if it is satisfied with their creation they will be allowed to continue with their creation. However if it is dissatisfied, they will destroy their creation and start all over again. 

They were industrious, tirelessly striving to honor him and earn his favor. The First Firmament took pleasure in their dedication, naming them Aspirants. In them, he found satisfaction.

The hidden twist was that everything they created was bound to exist for eternity, unchanging and undying. Galaxies and stars, planets and life—all would remain fixed, locked in perpetual stillness. Their creations would exist forever, stagnant and untouched.

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