Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-28546904-20190603011603

Note: A side-story/spin-off of my other story "The Feeding" with a similar setting with you as an eldritch abomination/cosmic horror that comes upon the MGE world. But this one is a special case...

How long has it been?

Seconds...minutes...hours...

How long have you dreamed?

Days...weeks...months...

When was the last time you were free?

Years...decades...centuries...

When was the last time you saw your siblings?

Millennium...beyond...forever...

When was the last time you saw your father and heard his songs?

Father...father...fath..er...fath...f...

Where are you father?

hOW DiD tHis CoME To bE!?

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You recall flying through the cosmos with your brother and sisters. All of you following your father and elder siblings to who knows where. You still recall happily watching a world. Watching it grow from your influence. Before you could do any more, you father called and you followed. And when you all left the system, you felt a sense of lethargy overcome you. You slowly lagged behind your siblings, trying your best to catch up. Yet it was not enough. The tiredness soon became a sickness, which easily dragged you out from the tunnels, leaving you behind.

Come back...where are you going?!

Wait for me...don't...leave me...

Please...somebody...

Anybody...father...brother...sister...please...

Please don't go!

It was alright you had said. Everything would be fine. You just needed to rest. And so, you fell into a slumber to stir off the sickness. Not knowing of the consequences. When you slept, you never felt yourself crash upon a dead barren world. Splitting it into thousand of pieces. When you slept, you never felt another world smash into you and the broken world you have destroyed prior. When you slept, you never felt the intensity of the heat and raw power when the two broken worlds merge into one. Forming a cocoon around your body as you slept. A prison, a tomb made of stone and lava. Yet you never cared when you slept. You never felt the first forms of life form from your flesh as you slept as life began to take shape on this world.

''Why...why...why...why...why...why?! ''

WhY dId ThEy lEaVe Me?!

It'S So LoNeLY hERe!

wHerE Is EvErYONe!?

So much time passes through your slumber. You drift in and out of consiousness from time to time. You try and try so much to wake and never do. You feel yourself weakening everytime you wake to some degree yet are powerless to stop it. And then a deep sleep snares you and drags you wihin the black depths of your mind. So much occurs over your tomb without you knowing it. And one day within that slumber of time...you awake. You remember stirring awake, pitifully trying to move your body and limbs. Yet could not for your rocky prison would not allow it. You then felt the heat of the world's molten core all around you. Around. You. You were the worlds core in a literal sense. You could not move. You could not see. Only hear and feel. Using what powers you still had at the very moment, you sensed your world around you. What came back, crashed into you.

Passion.

What is this feeling within my chest?

Love.

''Father...where is father? ''

Happiness.

Father...brothers...sisters...my family...

Anger.

''When will this nightmare end?! Wake up!''

Hatred.

''HuMan?! FiGhT?! WhY?! MaMonO?! LoVe?! wHY!?''

War.

''RiP aNd TeAR!!! RIp AnD tEaR!!!''

Death.

''CoLd! So VeRy cOLd!''

Sorrow.

''WhErE aRe You?! SaVe Me! Please...why did you abandon me?!''

Avarice.

WaNt! TakE! All bEloNg tO me! DeVoUr iT aLL!

Lust.

''WaNT! WaNt! wAnT!''

It all flowed like a river into your body and soul. Life, there was life all around you and your tomb. Thousands if not millions of dreams, desires, voices and emotions poured into you. You saw through the eyes of a loving family, a man and wife with many children. Longing and envy hits your soul. You see a gathering of many winged humanoids. You felt pride and joy. Then it is replaced with a man and woman making love. Passion and lust sent shivers through your body. When you looked deeper into these beings...you felt it. You felt...your essence. And when you awoke fully with that discovery...the world above trembled.


 * Rumble! *Rumble! *Crack! *CRASH!!!

As you moved, all those emotions you felt from before? It changed.

Pure fear and utter terror.

The realms of mortal, demons and gods trembled and shook in your wake. Continents shook, crashed against one another and split apart, their mountains shattering into many ranges and crushing against one another to form another, the volcanoes erupting as their magma burst free from the confines of the earth. The oceans raged and roared as tsunami's formed and died in an instant as they tumbled into the deeper depths that formed. The skies of the world crackled and shattered as the gravity of the world shook and shuddered in pain. The realm of demons and gods shuddered and warped as their anchor to this world slowly broke. You felt and saw through the eyes of the humans and mamono's alike, watching them scatter in fear as their world was torn asunder by forces they could not hope to understand. You felt through the eyes of the demons and gods as they watched and tried to stop the end of all things with no avail.

Terror.

We aRe DeVoUreR of LiFe AnD WoRLds!

Fear.

ALL ThAt Is GooD anD EvIL FeAR Us!

Confusion.

nOne CAn HoPE to UnDeRSTaNd uS!

So much poured into you and only those three. It poured so much it began to hurt. Hurt. Hurt so much. A never-ending tide of terror, fear and confusion. They cried and cried; your children cried till your mind rang with pain, misery and despair. Crying in confusion and fear. Drowning you, their father in their emotions.

''Stop it! Stop! Stop! Stop!''

''So loud! So loud! The noise!''

''SHUT UP!!! SHUT IT!!!''

STOP SCREAMING!!!

The realm of mortals, demons and gods suddenly stopped. The world suddenly halted. The lands stopped shaking and splitting. The oceans calmed from the combined efforts of the water dwelling mamonos. The skies stilled and became soundless. And the realms became tranqil once more. Because you stopped. So...this was how it was to be then. To be a prisoner to life. Your life. To move was to destroy a world born from your flesh and blood. To never see and feel what they felt during your silence. To not move was to possibly doom yourself and to never see your family again. To never see your father and hear his songs once more.

''SHaTTEr ThE WoRLd! TeAr ThE SkIeS! DRoWn tHE EaRTh!''

How long has it been?

ThE VoId iS ETerNaL!

How long have you dreamed?

aN enDLesS uNsToppAblE TIdE!

When was the last time you were free?

NOnE cAN StaNd agAinSt iT!

When was the last time you saw your siblings?

LEt It cOnsUme ALL tHaT EXIsT!

When was the last time you saw your father and heard his songs?

''Kill! Maim! Burn! Purge! Consume! Assimilate! Create! Destroy! Erase!''

Will you free yourself from this cursed burden? Or will you stay within this prison, trapped forever within the confines of this world born from you?

KiLL eVErYThInG ThAt YoU LoVe!

WhAt WoUlD yOU dO?! 