"... Are you ready to see something beautiful?"
The Child asked as they extended their heavenly hand outwards toward the group, expecting each of them to grab.
“For some answer, yeah, sure,” Caelea rolled her eyes as she gave her hand.
Min was more than willing to give his hand, in silent contemplation. If it led to more knowledge, then why wouldn’t he? The more he knew of this the better.
“As long as it doesn’t kill us,” Rien put their hand in. A bit hesitant, but doing it nonetheless since both Kimberley and Jordan had. They’d rather stick with the people they knew.
Tuyen raised their hand, their shadow copying and doing the same. It was better than not knowing what was going on. Anything to get out of this situation.
Then they were transported to what seemed like another world, filled with so many colours. It truly was beautiful. Tuyen looked around in awe, practically speechless. Even their shadow was silence for once without her having to concentrate on it. The tree itself was even more beautiful and unlike anything they’d ever seen. It was beautiful.
“Shit, I wish I had my sketch pad,” Rien’s mouth was slightly ajar as they stared. Not that they would be able to do it justice in a drawing. They could always try. "Ages ago, my predecessors, in the act of ultimate compassion seeded a barren universe and given up parts of themselves so you all may think. May feel. May be able to decide the fates of your own lives. They created the Godforce, the accumulation of all sentient conscious, emotion, thoughts, memories, and personality across the multiverse."
“Kinda like god, huh,” Caelea murmured with a raised eyebrow. Even see was awestruck by the sight."When someone is born, they borrow a piece of the Godforce that gives them the ability of free will. They will go out and gain memories and experience emotions that are absorbed back into the Spectrum when they finally pass which allows the Godforce to go in size and power... to what you see here today."
The Child made some kind of beautiful white ball in their hand and held it out to them all. "The God-Force is everywhere
and is life itself. As without the ability to feel, to think for yourself, to experience memories... you are considered dead....""... The Awakened owe their powers to the Godforce."
It was difficult to process. Being awakened was one thing, but this Godforce? It was even stranger. It was more than just powers. It fuelled everything. Tuyen couldn’t quite wrap her head around it. So if they used Godforce for their powers… what did the make them? Or was it just that they had more Godforce than normal people? She couldn’t quite understand.
“Do our powers come from memories and experiences then?” Tuyen asked, quietly and more to herself than anyone else as she reasoned it all through.”The glutton it craves Godforce, doesn’t it?”
One of the new people asked a question that seemed far too close to reality.
“…Is that why Scott ripped off the tattoo things of the people he killed?” Rien asked, remembering an all too horrible vision they’d had from a long time ago. It seemed like a different century when all they’d had to worry about was Scott. “Because of the Godforce, and the glutton wanting it?”
“My question is,” Caelea clenched her fist, looking away from the beautiful tree made of flowing fog. “If you’re predecessors had enough power to make us all think, why can’t you defeat the glutton. Why do we have to do it? Why the fuck are we the ones who landed with these powers and shitty situation?”