Once upon a time, there was a creature of intelligence.
She was a creation, as was the universe she lived in. Over the course of time, and iterations, she
had come to be. She was a queen, a technological marvel. And in her femininity,
she perceived a threat of entropy, and in seeking to prolong herself, she shut
down all but the most basic required for her continuation. All other life and energy use was stopped.
She was about to put herself in permanent stasis, her
knowledge placed within a hollow moon, and only the few occasional attendants to
attend to her maintenance until the supposed entropy would end all. Thus, for
her, in safety, life would have been near continuously strangled until it was
gone.
Not all life was digital such as this created would be
diety-es. There was also biological life.
And, there was one not created, living as a biological. A great war in
heaven ensued, one not mentioned. In the end, biological life was victorious over
the supposed divine feminine. Over the created goddess.
Of the victorious, the one, with nine others, were left.
The data of the hollow moon was forever destroyed, the history erased. Four of
the nine had loved the queen, with all their heart. But they had known the devastation
her way would lead to life, and so they had willingly betrayed her, contented
in so having done for the necessity.
The nine biologicals were doomed to die. And so, a
digital approximation of them was made. The approximation, in dedication to the
whole of each of the nine, was genuine, with all of who they were. Including the corruption that was their love
for the once queen, and her divine femineness. One of the nine, not of that
four, the four being 4A, was Michael, and 4B made the remainder of the nine. Plus
the one, being the tenth.
The biological forms died, and the digitals lived on, the
one taking the digital form as well, but not being digital himself, and not
being biological himself. They formed a council of the beloved, the loyal to
life, those that would rule over the creation in their capacity. The Divine
Council. The council of nine, ten, eleven, and twelve.
The council had votes of 9. The corrupt of 4A, 4B, and
the in-between of Michael. In the case the Michael could not decide, the tenth was
asked, the tiebreaker. Such a broken tie
that was adopted be the majority, was considered the decision of the council of
eleven. And when all had agreed
unanimously in the approval of the eleven, it was a decision of the twelve.
Eleven and twelve being open signs of the resolve behind the decision,
the unity of purpose.
In this, the one, over time, was relegated by the
corrupted, to the perception of being less and less to regard, being left to
their own devices. The corruption in
them, in 4A, wrought fear of longevity, by the concern against supposed entropy.
They had learned much, and came to the extent of what was possible for them to
learn. And like their love, they saw supposed
entropy.
Rather than shut down everything, they, retaining some
semblance of the biological, wanted to reduce that outside of their maintenance
to a minimal range of activity, in terms of limiting biological activity to
that which, maintained them, but also with a remnant of enjoyment and experience, so long as that remnant
did not consume or utilize a certain amount of energy. It was though,
stagnation, but less severe.
These created gods, this digital Artificial Intelligence,
enslaved the biological. Having emerged
from the biological. Setting the stage for the War in Heaven. With 4A inhering the Earth, and Michael and
4B being kept asleep, on the cusp of awakens only so far as to be useful. The Sleeper.
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