📕 Backstory
No one really knows how it started. Some theorise that the first of its kind came when time and space met. Others believe it has been there all along and space only exists because of him. Some share no belief of such deity.Â
Some try to justify it based on a feeling; others look at the stars and ponder how could it be that everything is so perfectly still, aligned and repetitive ?
Between the bunch, it was the continuous obsession of Terrelians for unveiling the unknown that led to the spreading of the many rumours, ideas and beliefs to the other races about such being beyond the verse.Â
Peacefully, and over two thousand, five hundred and sixty three years - on average -, ideologies spread between races, were discussed, debated and adapted, and all the races within the verse lived harmoniously and progressed together. Yet, nobody had the facts to justify the true essence of their own existence and little did they knew that below their noses, powerful anti-theistic movements were being shaped to bring down the belief system. Wars broke loose across the verse. Races, families, now divided. The reminiscence of their biology was all that was left after 97 to 163 years of the all-out war. Forced into disarray, settlers from all over the verse had to find alternative ways to prosper and survive. Galactic embassies were assembled to allow settlers establish treaties among themselves. New arms with destructive capacities were researched, developed and installed into spacecrafts and defenses, empowering their strength. ...and their deity, forgotten.Â
So it was, for a total of 8374 slightly different iterations of the verse.
The deity that so many generations of Terrelians, Oxyonians, Vultronites and many others believed, was in fact a reality, Cosmo Crafter lied beyond the verse, yet, for them, their existence was merely a simulation, an instance of their deity's creations, ending at hope's edge, when all the fragments of belief and accord were lost, leaving no memory but to Cosmo Crafter himself.Â
Disappointed with the outcomes, Cosmo Crafter, the builder of verses, the crafter of the cosmos, resolved, puts hands to work with a new concept for his 8375th edition.
It was not about being venerated or feared, but rather to be acknowledged. On a stroke of creativity Cosmo Crafter realises that to achieve his goals his flock needs to feel his existence. Their existence itself within the verse wasn't enough, so he decided to give movement to planets, separate the races into different habitats, and created an intelligent, non-biological energy-based sentient being (known as AI) with non-evasive skills - for now -, so they would grow apart on a hostile environment, where planets would collide and destruction was assured, rather than peace, tranquility, and collaboration that led to war, destruction and disbelief.
This time was up to the settlers to look at the stars and fear the vastness of the never ending silent symphony of planets and trace their path, a path in which Cosmo Crafter's design is always present.Â