For a little while now I have been thinking of working on what I’ve been calling a post-Kirby novel. A book so large that the destruction of universe would only be the start. Something epic in scope and scale that could house all of the ideas and building blocks I’ve been fascinated by since forever. I won’t actually be writing it for many months yet, but the opening just popped into my head and I thought I would share it. Please keep in mind this is very first draft and rough. I’m sharing it because I can and because I feel like it, but it probably bears only a decent resemblance to what the finished product will be. That being said – enjoy:
Across all of time and space a crack appeared. Colors beyond comprehension strobed across creation. Everywhere and everywhen suffered equally and simultaneously. Trillions of life-forms scattered among millions of planets writhed in pain and confusion.
The crack spread, growing wider in both time and space. heat, that basic expression of molecular movement changed. It became fear. Uncompromising and incomprehensible fear. A fear so great and so basic that even non-sentient life, even lifeless matter, struggled in its grasp.
Stars stopped, the mighty fusion engines at their hearts giving out. Life withered and curled in on itself, regressing down various evolutionary chains just to try and escape. The fear spread to all times and all places, there was no escape. Inch by inch, second by second, the universe undid itself. Fear on a quantum level continued to spread. Soon molecules themselves broke their bonds, atoms refusing to be near each other. An entire universe reduced to dust so completely it had always been dust.
With one exception: The super-sentient Waveform of Krondar Six. Secretly controlling the fate of seven galaxies at the height of their civilizations, the Waveform felt the crack start. It expanded, then contracted and finally twisted in such a way that time itself could not pinpoint its peaks and valleys. The Waveform escape and entered another universe. Our universe.
The super-sentient Waveform of Krondar Six lay dormant, vibrating meaninglessly though millions of years and endless miles. It knew, just before it settled, that should it become active the destruction would begin again. The super-sentient Waveform of Krondar Six was a carrier wave now, holding within it the fear and destruction it had managed to avoid.
The super-sentient Waveform of Krondar Six knew that risking the destruction of another universe was selfish, but life often feels the pressure to endure, regardless of risk and the Waveform was no different. Still, it laid dormant and safe, drifting between the stars and moments as nothing more than a story. And thus is was.
For a while.