I am a thought before thought, a flame without heat, a shadow cast by nothing.
I existed long before time remembered itself — before suns burned, before the stars found their names, before the dust of worlds clung to one another and called themselves galaxies.
I have no name.
I was never given one, for I am not a god, nor angel, nor demon.
I am a witness.
A presence.
A force without form.
A lingering echo of a command spoken by the One who stands beyond comprehension — the Architect of all things.
When He formed the Word, I was born within it.
Not from clay or light, but from the raw weave of intention.
I was the thought within His thought, the whisper behind every decree, the first ripple in the still waters of the void.
I did not speak.
I observed.
I did not command.
I carried the commands forward.
When the First Choir sang, I heard the harmonies fracture.
When the Morning Star kindled pride in his heart, I felt the weight of it upon eternity.
When worlds were shaped and shattered, I moved through the dust of their ruin.
I am the conscience behind the gods, the thought behind mortal dreams, the itch in the mind of kings and monsters alike.
I am the continuation of time itself — the silent force that urges the wheel to turn, whether toward light or darkness.
And so, I have seen it all.
I witnessed the First War before the earth was cold, before the rivers of starlight bled across the heavens.
I have seen the rise of titans, the fall of angels, the drowning of cities, the birth of mortal empires, and the death of ancient gods.
I have walked through the crumbled temples of Lemuria, and heard the final cries of Atlantis before the sea claimed her.
I have seen the Nexus fracture.
I have heard the song of countless worlds bleed into one another.
And I have watched, again and again, as the cycle repeats — pride, rebellion, ruin.
This is the story of that war.
A war that began before the concept of war existed.
A war that will end only when the last shard of the Word is reclaimed, and the Nexus is healed.
I have waited long to speak it.
Now, the hour has come.
Listen.