Spartan

I know I created a topic about this before, but I posted the story completely out of order, and it had a lot of typos. It is also now 4 pages back, so I'm gonna repost it in order.


At the moment, there is only one Universe. Of course, that could change; we would never know, and there would be no way of knowing. According to popular theory, the existence of multiple Universes is not viable. The billions of dimensions that exist depict every event that could ever happen, anywhere. So theoretically, the existence of another Universe would either be futile, or be the exact same thing as ours; in which case there would be no point in calling attention to the fact that it exists.
Few things are known about the Universe in which we live, but many scientists and philosophers have their theories. One of the greatest philosophers in Tira’Ferma is Ladon, who discovered the majority of the most popular Universal theories.

There is only one Universe. Billions of dimensions exist in that one Universe, but that does not stop it from being solitary.
When time began (and yes, it in fact did have a beginning), all dimensions were the same. They all had the basic 1764 elements, which make up the universe. Since all dimensions were the same, they were virtually one dimension. A man would be able to walk from one to another in only a few steps, or traverse a million in that same distance. Of course, men didn’t exist at the time, nor did the normal perception of distance. The dimensions were filled with nothingness; empty space.
All that separates dimensions from each other is their physics; their laws. At the time when all dimensions were similar, there was nothing much for physics to affect, so the changes began slowly.
All dimensions, or at least the ones that have been explored, have some form of gravity; an attraction of forces or substances. Physics affect everything, and eventually the differences in physics changed each dimension completely.

When the Universe began, all dimensions were the same. They were virtually one dimension. But when each dimension changed, they grew apart. It is only similarities between dimensions that cause them to be near each other on the astral level; similarities make it possible to traverse these dimensions.
As the dimensions became slowly different, due to physics and the acts of those people within the dimensions, the paths became harder to access and the dimensions grew apart. Eventually, only the bridges remained; small walkways connecting one dimension to another by nothing but a few similarities between those dimensions.

The physics in each dimension created each dimension, in essence. At the beginning of time, all dimensions were blank; empty space filled by nothing but raw particles that had nothing to do and no where to go. Eventually, the physics in the dimensions pulled molecules together, pushed them apart, and shaped them into what we know of today.
Dimensions are all connected; no matter how small the connection is, something can go through. This can be as simple as particles of light, or bursts of heat.

Nefarious Matter is one of the most disputed subjects in the universe.
According to common theory, that which is not devised by Ladon, Nefarious Matter (commonly just called ‘Dark Matter’) is evil matter which crosses gaps in the bridges to terrorize worldly dimensions.
Ladon, however, has created an alternative hypothesis. Based on the almost proven theories of inter-dimensional similarities, Ladon theorized that all good and evil acts balance each other out throughout dimensions. “If good is done in one dimension,” he states, “evil will be created as well.”
The amounts of good and evil in the world are directly proportional to each other. They can, however, exist in opposite dimensions. Many of the ‘dark’ dimensions are where this evil manifests itself. Since the dark dimensions, technically, have no living species for this evil to act upon, the evil builds up into something like a life form.
This is Nefarious Matter. It crosses dimensional planes many times easier than a normal person may. It can mimic any image, take on any form.
The worst part, however, is that killing Nefarious Matter is a good deed. Therefore, more of this matter will be created in the dark dimensions, to help balance the good and evil.
Never ending torment.

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Baldric

Good story , but I think it should be , and I quote : "According to a popular theory" Ofcourse I could be wrong and if so be , my apologises.

Baldric , a future fan

The Alchemist

Sounds like somebody has been reading a fair bit of Madeline L'Engle.

All good science fiction starts with a basic, unique principle. You've got yours.

However, it's not concise, or clear. The writing is a tad scatter-brained, and is quite obtrusive to read. VERY hard to follow.

I suggest reworking this into ten basic ideas in a list format. Make it clear, and simple. Then, when you attempt to write on it, follow a step-by-step method and explore each idea in numerical order.

Do that, and you've got your start.

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Spartan

Nope. Tried to pick up one of her books in...4-5 grade, got about 5 pages into it before putting it back down. Lately I've been reading too many books to get into her stuff, though I've heard she's great.
I'd say, however, that I have based my writing more off of...Terry Pratchett, Larry Niven, and Orson Scott Card.

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Spartan

When the world began, it was pure; empty. Its imperfections had yet to manifest themselves. In essence, it was the cliché white on white; often associated with heaven or one’s conscience. It did have one important characteristic, however.
Physics in a world are the most important force in existence. Eventually, the physics change a world; build up land masses and darken the sky. They create land, water, air, and fire. The building blocks of life are constructed with even smaller bricks.
Hills, mountains, valleys, rivers, lakes, ravines; the land is built with all available materials.
There are some who believe in a ‘higher power’. An omniscient being, who created the gods themselves. If this were true, that omnipotent, omnicogniscent being would have to be cruel. Was it his plan to have beings suffer for eternity?
It is unknown whether a being exists, or whether the gods were spontaneously called into existence.

The Gods and Demons crawled from the pits of the Void, into the world of Tira’Ferma. Their thoughts and beliefs were raw, unformed. It took millennia for them to become sapient, and learn their true potential.
In truth, they can be compared to rival tribes. They despised each other, and fought over meager amounts of land, simply for the sake of fighting. But when challenged by an outside force, they will stand together.
When they became sapient, the good and the evil separated. Demons moved into underground lairs; Gods moved their kingdoms into the sky, above the clouds and mountains. Both Gods and Demons looked upon each other with malice.
Because of the large differences in virtue, the Gods and Demons went to war. Their battles shook the land, flattened mountains and raised oceans. The details of these battles have never been recorded, and most information about them is mere speculation.
And so, the history of those battles is lost.

Hundreds of years after the beginning of the war, the Gods realized that it was getting them no where. People died, but for what reason?
And so, the Gods created mankind to fight their war for them. Tall, bipedal sapiens with arms like tree trunks and a mind like a machine. The beauty of their creation startled the makers themselves.
But mankind was not tame. Their brain ran too fast for them to obey orders without thought; even when given by a god. That questionable mind has been their downfall since they were born.

Watcher, God of Life, had the chance to reconstruct them, but decided against it. Truly, he reasoned, an even greater objective can be accomplished with a true, self aware, thinking being. He fell in love with his creation, and promised to keep them safe.
In them, he carved out a heart; into it, he poured all his wisdom and virtues, in the hope that they may defeat their enemies through tongue rather than muscle.
Speech, however, is not man’s way. Their magnificent cities rose to terrible heights, and were cast down time and time again by their enemies.
But that was before Ragnarok.
The largest city ever to grace Tira’Ferma, Ragnarok’s tallest building stood an impressive one hundred meters in the air. Its walls were completed in no more than sixty hours, and doubly fortified in another twenty. The walls were manned with six hundred humans, and a hundred more owned chariots and crossbows within spitting distance of the gates.
A dozen scout outposts were spread throughout the surrounding land, to warn the city against invasion. And for quite a while, it worked. The city prospered, and the Demons bothered them no longer.
But the gods were not pleased with humanity. Their creation did not do as they intended. Therefore, more creatures were created.
Watcher was not pleased when the gods created their own life, defying his power, usurping his throne. And so, he placed a blight upon those creatures, cursing them with limited life, along with humanity.
Elementals, Cave Dwellers, Angels, and Goblins were created, along with many others. Various gods poured their hearts into the creations, and infuriated Watcher in the process.
The Demons noticed this, and released their anger upon the world. Disease spread through the world like famine. Werewolves, Vampires, Living Dead. Goblins changed into Orks, becoming skinnier and more ravenous. Some Elementals were forced to change their minds, and moved to defend the Demons.
Watcher sat upon his throne and wept for his children. They gods saw their faults, and begged his forgiveness. They were not forgiven. The blood was on their hands.
But Watcher did act upon their words. From the soil, he created Men and Elementals and Cave Dwellers, along with Dwarves.
War waged upon land. Men fought Werewolves, made from their own brethren. Hundreds died every day.
Such was the game that the Gods and Demons played.

In the now millennia that Tira’Ferma had existed, the bridges had been slowly shrinking. Differences in worlds had shortened their pathways. Earth and Tira’Ferma were unknown to each other; at least, until the Dragons crossed between them.
They abandoned their nests in the world of men, and came to a world full of wonder, and strength, and chaos. The multitude of species on Tira’Ferma let the Dragons come, and even left many cities in mountainous regions, so the dragons may inhabit nearby peaks.
But the humans on Tira’Ferma were more interested in Earth than in their new neighbors. Some found the bridges, crossed them, and never returned.
Slowly, Earth was forgotten once again.

The war between Gods and Demons continued. Over the following centuries, the beings upon Tira’Ferma began to fight each other. Humans fought elves; Werewolves fought Vampires.
Through these battles, the god Emulote created his own life. Razyrs were born from fire and ash, and given all the information of the world. Emulote blessed them as his children, and sent them forth to make peace in the world. Over time, their work would do great things, but in those times, they were mostly unsuccessful.

While the beings in Tira’Ferma fought each other, the Demons created their army. Underground lairs were packed with beasts, all hoping for the opportunity to kill a God.
And then, war broke. The beasts flooded from the ground, and marched towards the Gods’ thrones. Seeing the procession, the Gods went out to meet them.
Watcher was the first to fall. He stepped into Altarone Valley, where the Demons had congregated, and smote the majority of them where they stood. He killed them for what they did to his children, but soon fell as the Demons overran the mountain and more crawled from the depths of hell.
The remaining gods came from their tower, and fought as well; killing hundreds of thousands of the beasts, but still the Demons crawled from the ground.
Then, from the Valley’s edgeward pass came humanity. With them were large sects of dwarven clans, and elementals.
They fought for their creators, and the demons soon fled.

And so it was that the God-Demon war ended, but during that final confrontation, worlds collided. So fast was the difference between Earth and Tira’Ferma that single day, that the bridges collapsed, and Earth wasn’t seen for a million years.

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Spartan

*bump*

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