Creation Online

THIRD PERSON POV

Universe - The Star Rings

Location - Nothingness Border

Hildelith floated midair. Her eyes roved from one place to the other. She felt different. Something very important had changed about her universe. Of course, she didn't have to think hard about it.

"That's why I created her". With a mere thought, she slipped into what she decided to phrase as the network. Akasha was everywhere and in everything. Even her. It was creepy seeing herself from within and outward. Seeing the borders of her universe and yet also seeing the very rotations of Vaustaris.

Her senses locked onto something new. Not by her divination. It was something that Akasha had alerted her to having, one of the many things she wanted to check. But first, there was something else she wanted to know.

Raising a hand she Focused. On herself and a spot in the Rack Of Life. She visualized the space between her and the position she wished to be. With a smile she erased it. The nothingness before her ruptured and sunk in like a whirlpool.

Hildelith could perceive both physically and perceptively the traces of milky white motes and Akasha mirages that floated through, around, and within the whirlpool.

[Spatial Portal]

Connect to a location far from the user mentally, psychically, or more and erase the distance present between both sides to create a portal between user and the location.

She floated into the portal and the whirlpool wrapped around her sucking her in.

*

Universe - The Star Rings

Location - Rack Of Life Reality, Plate of The Akashic.

A whirlpool formed next to the white plate stuck to the ground of reality. Unlike the first one, this seemed to be a reverse trying to flush out something.

Hildelith stepped out hands on her forehead. "Even Creators get whiplash". Moaning she thanked the stars she had never eaten in-game and possibly lacked a stomach.

Walking up to the plate she observed it. "Fortunately there are no news orbs yet". The green and white orb of light, the black and gray orb of death. The rainbow orb of elements and the purplish pink orb of space remained the sole orbs of the plate.

"Akasha".

While Hildelith could summon Akasha anywhere considering she was her she wanted to discuss things and Rack of Life was the best place to be for it.

The mirages pouring from the plate began clumping together to form Akasha.

"Hey, Creator. Just in time". The fairy-like girl spun in the air with giggles before settling on her shoulder.

"I see you missed me". Hildelith teased.

"Hehe. I have a lot to inform you on Creator. A lot". The diary girl giggled again.

"I can sense some changes are they your doing?".

"No. The changes I will bring can only be authorized by you. I can only act on my own volition if and when commanded by you".

She beamed proudly.

Hildelith chuckled then looked around. "That's okay then. First though. I believe you deserve to be a true race".

The fairy girl held her chin. "By my calculations that would be both good and bad. Good as I could actively interact with mortals and transcendents when needed. Bad as I would be limited to the form taken and it might not even work as I am an embodiment of the Akasha itself. The fairy girl stroked her chin more.

"An idea though. Rather than try making me a racial being. Make me homunculus ". Hildelith tilted her head eyes furrowed.

"What's a...wait. You learned that from me again. Why would you want that?".

"Well for starters. I as the Akasha would be able to inhabit a body bearing no soul. In such a body I could practice and experiment myself. I'd have my autonomy and still have my body. Even better with the homunculus body, I would be an Akasha that can be seen and communicated with while I remain me". Akasha at this point was having a Cinderella dance midair.

"I guess that's good too. Okay I can do that. I guess going with the fairy form would be very inviting". She waved a hand to focus back on the agenda.

"Next, what's with the change I sense". She looked around and then down to the ground.

"That Creator would be what you refer to as The Will retreating from your universe".

"What!. Why?". Hildelith was shocked and alarmed by this news. "But it runs everything and ... what's going on?".

"The Will must be leaving due to my presence". Akasha dropped the bomb. Hildelith blinked. "Its reach and influence keep retreating in whatever area I actively try to understand and work in. At first, I thought it was simply avoiding me but even after retreating myself it never returned and I had to go back in to avoid the collapse of the structure".

'Okay. Be calm girl. Be calm. This could either be good or bad. The game hasn't done anything weird yet so I guess it's not bad. The game did reward me for creating the Akasha. Did it want this? Was this something it wanted the creators to do? Make some sort of universal system to run our universe. At this point what is the essence of this game?'.

She frowned and sighed. She did know that with everything happening maybe she had not actually understood the game yet.

"What now?. Did anything bad happen from this?".

"No Creator".

She sighed again. 'I guess I can only push forward and hope I didn't just fuck up beyond reasoning'.

"Alright Akasha, we are moving ahead". Akasha made a whoop and a twirl. "I gave you a task to make some arrangements and plot a basic system for how things would run. With the new development I would ask you to rerun the calculation with this new ..."

"Already done Creator".

"Hmmh. I guess you were ready for anything. Should I be grateful I made you or sad since making you was the reason for all this". Hildelith shrugged. Noticing Akasha: 's sad and pouting face she stiffened.

"I'm not blaming you. It's just a paradoxical calculation that I was just curious about. You did nothing wrong".

Akasha beamed at this then twirled again.

"Alright. Remember you did nothing wrong and I created you. You're me and yet my child in a way. Weird". She shivered at the thought. "The point is you're important to me".

Akasha nodded.

"Now. Want do you have for me?".

The embodiment of Akasha waved her arms bringing up various screens around her. Then like a holographic image, she turned them to face Hildelith.

"You just..."

"I simply created an algorithm to replicate the work of The Will. Even its templates, and others".

"I'm not even gonna ask".

The first screen showed her basic machinery that illustrated the power setup of the Star Rings. The flow and control of everything.

It was just like I had done but this time the Akasha was playing the pivotal role of energy police. Even the star river which had once been the most fearsome part of my universe was now a simple transportation avenue for the Akasha.

"With my grip on everything I can always do my job".

"That's good I guess. But that does not make Abstract less important does it?".

"No actually". She brought up another screen and showed me. "Abstract is quite important. Without it no one will ever be able to connect to me". She seemed sad at it.

"It's a good thing. It means only the worthy will receive our energy". She smiled at the little fairy. Who nodded immediately.

"Yes indeed. Now here's the basic template for the new and improved character status of your universe".

"Character status?".

"Yes. I think everyone will love to see a visual representation of where they stand in power, life and status".

"That makes, sense".

'Plus the coming Alpha and beta testers would expect a game status and not giving one would be weird. Or would it? The incoming players were so excited about the greatness of this game. How would having a screen make them feel. Giddy. But what if there was no screen? Just may be a way for them to know certain things but cut out the useless craps like abilities and skills lists. I know I'm not a fan of that long list. But not everyone dislikes it'.

The question was how to balance it.

"Akasha. I want something less. I want the entities that will come to be to know where they stand but not to be over-logged and downtrodden by hefty words and letters inscribed in their vision. I want an existence where people realize their capabilities intuitively without the need for a list of them. I want an existence where you need to practice to gain something, work for it, and not just have talent and good standing gain you greatness".

Her voice grew darker at this point and Akasha was already realizing this was more than just rules. Infact the memories came. Clearer than anything. Akasha could feel and sense the darkness in them.

And just like her Creator the very ideals and pain, sense of fear and rage, need and wants existing were inscribed within her.

"What will it be. A page or not?".

"A simple page. No skills nothing. Just very important basics that all of existence will need. But I believe we will have to start at the very beginning for it all to come together ".

Akasha nodded. Her once jovial and happy form now heavy and sad. Sitting on the Creator's shoulder both vanished into a whirlpool leaving the Rack Of Life behind.

Floating a few feet away from the portal that vanished with its travelers a congregation of mirages gathered. If one had noticed they'd have been seen coming from the very emotions and words of the creators.

All came together forming several balls of which one stood out vastly. A black, red, and purple shimmering ball of hate.

*

Universe - The Star Rings

Location - Sol

The whirlpool spat out the travelers and vanished. Floating in the very beginning of all life Hildelith inhaled. A very tiny pulse of information flowed into her head and she stilled. Turning her gaze descended from Sol. Looking through various rings and realities till she pierced the Rack of life and locked unto the ball of hate she had made from her raw emotions.

The Rack of Life was a keeper of information. All information. And it had kept hers. While not a story the game needed to hear it mattered to her. Sighing she instructed Akasha that this ball was never to be seen or read by any but her.

From the ground chains of blue and white sprang up. Circling the ball it pierced through and around it. With a final snap and clang the chains tightened holding the ball in place. Never to see the light of another interest.