Chương 2: Despair and Hope
Despair. That is what I felt at His proclamation. Doesn't he understand that those ideas were supposed to stay dreams? In reality, they would be a nightmare for almost everyone! I need to try and avert this catastrophe.
"I... do not think even the authors themselves would want those ideas to become true. There is great good and fantasy within them. But the truth is the common man would suffer greatly to fulfill the dreams of the very few."
"I do not see how that is different from Earth. That is how mortals work, those more powerful try to apply their ideas to those less powerful, often at the recipient's cost."
"Yes, but the comic book universe adds an additional layer of despair. Now those below who hoped their own hard work and intelligence could one day grant them the money and power to equal the lucky will have no way of counteracting someone who can crush blackholes."
"Correct my child, but you see this from only one perspective, of an elephant against an ant, when in reality they would rarely meet. A meteorite has an equal chance of wiping out humanity as someone that powerful. Considering the same environment of power, would not the oppressors struggle to gain traction when any unfortunate creature they harm may have an X-gene that awakens and destroys them all? Any person could be a weapon of mass destruction."
"Yes anyone, even insane people who destroy for no reason. Even if there are good people to protect the innocent, collateral damage is inevitable."
"You are mistaken of my priorities. I am beyond morals. All those who perish in such acts are simply pieces of Myself that will return to Me. The queen and pawn eventually go back into the same box. It's because of this that it isn't the pieces themselves that are important, but the story weaved from their movements."
It was hard to rebuff God for this. I felt the same way after all, for I was present in not only the innocent, but also the murderer. I could see both perspectives and yet I am still disconnected by not actually being either person. I wonder if I argued for ethics because humanity is inclined to virtue, or the illusion that I had it? It is time to be productive and perhaps a bit more considerate of His divinity.
"What is my purpose here, oh Lord?"
"As I said, the universe I wish to create is based off the myriad comic universes. It will mostly be based on the "DC" comics, but I do not wish to limit myself after the previous universe and will be getting.... creative."
That means this will be even worse than at least the main comic book universes. Wonderful.
"Due to how pleased I am with humanity; you shall be the first entity to persist into a new universe. Which calls to mind an intriguing villain. Galactus, a scientist who survived the end of his universe to then become a universe destroying entity. Hmm, yes, the humanity that inspired the new universe will be fated to eventually destroy it, how poetic. Or perhaps not? it would be in character for humanity to defy its fate. No matter what happens, it will be a most interesting tale."
I am uncertain if this is a cruel curse or an exalted blessing. A literal dream made reality, but at what cost?
He began to glow and with it I started to exist and form a body. It was then I realized how titanic All in One really is.
"I shall bestow on you two gifts the original Galactus never had. Your shell I created had been almost entirely consumed by The Blank before my light began cleansing you. The integration of Nothing has given me a most intriguing idea. I shall keep within you a remnant of The Blank. I hope you do not underestimate its potential, and danger. The second gift will be knowledge. Seeing the creation of the universe will open your mind to my creativity, and is a blessing seldom witnessed and never personally experienced. Do not worry, I shall not allow you to go insane."
His glow reached extreme levels, all I could see was an endless expanse of white, before it expanded outwards and beset upon me visions that burned into my mind. God's glory witnessed firsthand. I blacked out within moments.
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I sleep now, but it is not the dreamless tranquility found within The Blank. The sights I witnessed played in my mind over and over. I looked deeper within, but like fractals, there was ever more patterns and sensations to be found. On one hand I was in sheer awe. My mind was open beyond the limits of the senses, yet still I understood that I didn't understand anything! In fact, I am even more aware of my incomprehension than ever before. The tip of the iceberg, but so large I knew I would never even see the ocean. I am surrounded by answers, but I do not even know the questions! But on the other hand, the continuous sensory overload caused a persistent pain borne of my mind and soul.
Time didn't even seem to exist while parsing through what I saw. But something did change. I slowly started to feel an ache. A deep ache within me that grew to a thunderous roar, eventually even crowding out the incomprehensible knowledge.
"I HUNGER"
I scream. My eyes snap open. I do not remember anything that happened afterward. One moment the hunger was consuming me, and the next, my hands hover over a half-destroyed planet. I could tell it used to be beautiful, the other half was covered in water with small landmasses dotting its surface, completely covered in greenery, but that was gone now. A crater consumed half the planet, and from it, magma oozed out. Fiery hot lava inexorably marched across the planet's surface. Much of the water evaporated into steam that joined the thick smoke polluting the remains of the atmosphere. Crude landmasses formed as the lava cooled and built up. But there was always more lava to sweep over whatever piled up and continue its march.
My hands that put city sized shadows on the wreckage absorbed the delicious energies emanating from the planet. It appeared to me as a green glow being pulled into my hands. The flow stopped as I realized what exactly I was doing, for my eyes saw through the smog, and beheld crumbling buildings.
A myriad of emotions assailed me. Guilt at the destruction, confusion if I truly feel guilty or if it's another illusion, hunger that, while dulled, assails me even now. My hands shook, for no human has ever had memories personally committing wholesale slaughter and especially not an omnicide.
The war raged within me before a stark realization occurred.
It's too late.
The species I never even met has no hope surviving with half a planet. This destruction was on a scale far beyond the meteorite that wiped out the dinosaurs along with the vast majority of species.
Determination swells within me, as the green energy resumes its flow. I expend every effort to end this sin, and with it, the planet crumbles until only dust and myself remain.
I am hit with an indescribable sorrow, but the determination welling within me keeps me strong while I channel my self-loathing and anger into an announcement that reverberates throughout the galaxy.
"I am Galactus, Destroyer of Worlds!"
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Waluigi_1 Alright. Exposition over, but I still have to explain what exactly he saw and how it matters, it'll be stretched over a long period of time however. I hope you enojoyed the birth of Galactus, make sure to comment on how the story is progressing. Is it to fast? To slow? Does the formatting suck? It's hard for me to tell because I spend a lot more time writing than you probably spend reading, so how long it is gets kinda distorted for me. 1.2k words btw. Didn't want to put a author's comment notice under that important text.
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