Velzura - The Origin

The Beginning PT VI

Velzura POV

The story was quite a surprise If I said so myself. So much has happened in my absence it was almost frightening yet saddening. I missed so much. The system that has come into place so well sought and refined for the future and protection of his world. And I don't mean the world system alone. His subordinates, the order of how worlds are becoming, the many plains of dimension in existence now. So much has changed. It filled me with a sense of excitement to delve in and discover more.

So many beings existed now; The primordials of demon and Angel, the True ancestor, Giants, spirits and many more beings across the different worlds while Veldanava gained a favourite in this world of Tensura.

Veldanava has done so much while I slept. It felt like a new reality, though at the same time it made me wonder. I missed it all having to sleep while I regressed from who I was then, If I hadn't undertaken such a thing maybe I could have been a witness to all of it, and enjoyed it watching my brother work and bring this universe to life. Such an idea was giving me second thoughts about my choice. I could have witnessed all of it. Instead, I slept through a regression. It made me tut under my breath; I underwent my regression from omnipotence and now it's like I have missed everything.

While the possibilities to explore excited me, it also saddened me having missed all of it. Just over three and half million years and life had progressed so much in my absence, and from what these three subordinates of Veldanava told me, progressed much quicker in short of those near four million compared to the previous twenty million. Brother has certainly kept himself busy.

I couldn't help but regret missing out on all that I could have witnessed alongside him. My imagination told me it would have been a spectacular sight. It almost made me wonder if I should have held off on my regression. If I maintained my being, I could have remained to see it. Altogether, it made me focus on a selection of question as I tensed, my arms locked against my chest, eyes closed, meditating on what I have learnt and experienced thus far.

'Was I too hasty? Should I have waited and seen what came? Should I have given up my Omni-status so soon?'

As I lament over those questions and I looked it around sifting through all these new emotions manifesting within me, I couldn't help but also hold this distaste for it. That probably wasn't the right word, but it was the first time I was digesting this... feeling of bitterness. I felt inferior, yet this shouldn't be the case. The elder brother is me! Although I don't truly grasp my powers yet, I am likely the superior in power as I always was before. I held more power and authority over him, so why did I not do all of this? I easily could have created everything myself, but I stopped after birthing the dimensions of Time and space. Why?

Another question that laid within my mind shuffling about. My body tensed, the muscles in this created-human form burning with some kind of pressure. I gritted the teeth of this body but I kept my mouth shut; I could keep it contained on the surface as I let this overwhelming presence take me from the inside. Bitterness took me. I didn't like this... ugly emotion, but it was a powerful one. It felt wrong to say I almost enjoyed this feeling; it proved I was now a different being from the shackled one barely showing any forms of emotion except toward my brother. Millions of years feeling nothing but emptiness in my act.

Countless mortal beings would probably dream of holding onto such a form, such a status of being yet... personally, the idea sickens me. Is it because of that bound-limitless existence I felt nothing like this, yet all of this... these feeling are taking me so easily? But at the same time I couldn't hold back the slither of joy gracing me for the first time in all of my existence. It proved to me the answer I wanted to that question I repeatedly asked myself and Ciel, that existence in all of its perfect majesty was stagnant. No, it wasn't just that: Boring.