There was no beginning. The first existence didn't come with a bang, not yet, at least.

  Because there was a single thought, just a single thought. It wasn’t a very complex thought, just a single word.

  What was that word?

  Well, why are you asking me? I wasn't there; nobody was. Even if I knew what it was, it wouldn’t make any sense to you. Language wasn't a thing then, nor was speech, or sound for that matter.

  For the sake of the story, let me tell you what it could have been. What I think it could have been.

  Why?

  This simple yet unanswerable question birthed the first being.

  This being did not know it was a being. It did not think. I did not know it existed.

  It simply watched.

  That is why we shall call him The Watcher.

  But it had had a thought, it could have more, couldn't it.

  But it appears The Watcher wanted to have large, complex cosmic thoughts.

  Of Course, it could not want anything, haven’t you been listening?

  It just had three thoughts.

  And from these three thoughts were born Three Aspects.

  The aspects were Creation, Preservation, and Destruction.

  These three aspects are now known as

  Cael’ryn The Creator, The Weaver Of Dawn

  Thalenyx The Preserver, The Silent Scale

  Veyr’zul The Destroyer, The End That Waits

  Here we come to something very important, that I want you to remember throughout the time you read this story

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  For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction.

  This, my dear reade,r is known as Karma.

  You see, ee when the three aspects were born, The Watcher had an imbalance in Karma.

  As I said, every action reacts.

  So in response, Blew up, not that there was much to blow up, mind you.

  But, in fact, Karma blew up everything into existence.

  This was the birth of existence.

  How the universe was birthed.

  Now the three aspects weren’t gonna sit idle like their master, The Watcher.

  Especially Cael’ryn,

  He reached out to The Watcher and gave birth to a second wave of thought.

  Not as great as the aspects, but great in its own right.

  And thus were born the primordial gods.

  From Thought came the Architects, who gave the universe possibility.

  From Matter came the Elementals, who gave it substance.

  And from Logic came the Arbiters, who gave it reason.

  And so, the cosmos spun forward — beautiful, unstable, and alive.

  The very act of creation was beautiful.

  Yet, with each birth of a star, something unseen was etched onto the fabric of the cosmos—a score no one had written, a tally no one remembered keeping.

  The imbalance was recognised by the three aspects.

  But what were they to do, the action of creation, the action of every god, mortal, celestial, and so on, had left its tally.

  A tally that kept on increasing and eventually stopped decreasing

  Now, let me show you what happens when the scales of Karma tip too far to one side.