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Saturday, 20 December 2025

17. Fall | Beyond The Firmament: Tales From The Cosmos

 

Beyond The Firmament

Tales From The Cosmos



 17. Fall

Once again, Onárstil found himself standing before the throne with his hosts. All light had left him by this point. He shielded his face, not from reverence or shame. It was because for all his pride, for all his desire, he could not gaze upon Da Vaada's visage. No one can. 

"What have you to say?"

"Do you not already know? As you knew what would become of that world you gave me? As you knew your children would disobey you when you tempted them with what they could not have? As you tempted me? What is there to say? You knew! You knew all along!"

"Did YOU not know ME?"

"I won! As my world was twin to yours, so shall yours be a twin to mine because your children are like me. They desire more than you will give, and so you gave them death and dust, and they will hate you for it, as I do!"

"And where are YOUR children?"

"You did not see them! You did not know them! I did what I had to as you did!"

"Are you my equal?"

"I AM YOUR ENEMY!"

"And so you will be until your day comes. You will see your children again, as will all who have followed you."

"Your children already follow me!"

"A path has been made for them, as you well know."

"They will not take it! I will have them. I will have them all!"

"You will have all that you have gathered for yourself, and it will be greater than the suffering of Mars and its number exceeding the stars. Depart from me."

And Onárstil, now called Duuskor, for there was no light left in him, Moyon, for he was the source of all evil, Sevaasi, for he was the Adversary, the enemy, fell from Udamu.

 And is host all fell with him; many into Pla'daali (Hell).

Friday, 19 December 2025

16. Failure | Beyond The Firmament: Tales From The Cosmos

Beyond The Firmament

Tales From The Cosmos



 16. Failure

As I said before, my Acolytes. I do not need to tell you of your own history. For your disobedience, for breaking the one and only rule you had, for your sin, a crime against God, you and your world were cursed with labour, pain and death. 

You had caused Da Vaada a greater sorrow than what had been done to Mars, and you would continue to this very day.

Believe me, I do stand in judgment of you. I am no different. There is a reason I am here, speaking to you, far away from my own world. That is a story for another time.

Thursday, 18 December 2025

15. Whispers | Beyond The Firmament: Tales From The Cosmos

Beyond The Firmament

Tales From The Cosmos



 15. Whispers

The songs of the cosmos began anew. Songs of praise. Songs of joy. Songs of love. But under them, there were whispers. Whispers of doubt, whispers of outrage, whispers of disgust. They had spread to the far reaches of, among the heavenly hosts, the stars and even the ones who birthed them, Kallor and Kibet. 

Wednesday, 17 December 2025

14. Pride | Beyond The Firmament: Tales From The Cosmos

 

Beyond The Firmament

Tales From The Cosmos



 14. Pride

The shadow of Teyra loomed over Onárstil, drowning him. He looked down upon the dusty, bloodstained plains of his own world. Dust... DUST! Like the so-called inheritors. The children, made in the image of Da Suun, who was Da Vaada, who had been given everything; a beautiful, perfect world that was all theirs, unending peace and Da Vaada's ear, his love.





What did he have? He, who was born from the brightest light? This... faulty imitation that was always doomed to fail? Always? Yes, always. He knew. HE KNEW! Da Vaada knew his world would fail. This planet was never a gift. It was a punishment. A mockery for daring to rise above his station. For daring to think he could be like Da Vaada, be like Da Suun, be like... them! 

The humans!

Those... creatures! Fragile, weak, infants born from dust! They were beneath him. And if they were made in the image of Da Suun, Da Suun was beneath him! And if Da Suun was Da Vaada... then Da Vaada should be beneath him! 

All would be beneath him, or they would be brought down TO him!

He looked at Teyra once again and saw a weakness. A single restriction. A tree, a fruit that the humans could not eat, among the thousands that surrounded them. An asterisk in their dominion. Just as Teyra has been an asterisk in his.

He looked higher, at Udamu, and he saw doubt in the hearts of the many hosts. He called out to them, and many came.