In six days, God created the world as we know it, filling it with various life forms and wonders humans later on always took for granted. On the seventh day, he decided to rest, because although he was God, he needed to recuperate, restore the vast amounts of energy he spent during the creation of everything.
Then something happened.
Many asked themselves how it happened, and scholars came up with various interesting theories. However, the fact remained that the powerful entity known as God, Yahweh, split into two.
Alpha and Omega.
In addition, while Alpha became all that was good in God, Omega was not that lucky. God's anger and jealousy, hate and chaos all became part of him. In a way, the two brothers were exact opposites. Nevertheless, their love for each other was still strong, the bond between them unbreakable. For the good of the whole world, they decided to go separate ways and never meet again. They left the humans to take care of themselves, reminding them that there still is a God, divided into two halves.
However, the humans, foolish and stupid as always, allowed themselves to be misguided by false gods and prophets, and worshiped them in golden temples, bowing to the fake deities. With sorrow and disgust, the two brothers observed as the lost sheep were guided by incompetent shepherds. The bond between Alpha and Omega acted as a medium, and for a mere second they felt complete again, sensed each others emotions clearly. In that one second, God became whole again. In that, second they realized what they must do.
Together the Faustus brothers descended upon Earth, creating a civilization that was admired in the millennium to come, Atlantis. In the magnificent city, they used their powers to create a pair of beings that aided them in their quest.
Sigma and Zeta were born.
Nevertheless, unlike Alpha and Omega, who shared a bond of love and trust, the other pair could not understand each other. After some minor issues and arguments, democracy was established inside the new organization they made, Incorpoareal.
This is where the Incorpoareal history ends, and where the True history begins.
Although Omega was Alpha's beloved brother, he could not bring himself to trust him, not with something as important as the fate of the entire Earth. That is why Alpha started another movement, away from the watchful stare of his brother, to operate in secret, never to reveal its existence. At least, not until the right moment. He did not trust Sigma or Zeta either or any other member of the Faustus family for that matter, so he did not inform them of his intentions. Because of the constant work required for the good of Incorporeal, he could not actively participate in the search for powerful recruits to aid him in case Incorpoareal fails. He needed a loyal servant, someone powerful but yet obedient, who would follow his every order without question and yet have an opinion of his own. He found a boy in the city of Atlantis, a little child of no more than seven years. Raziel Galizur was his name, and he was the descendant of one of the noble Atlantean families. The power coursing through his veins was pure, his brittle responses made the always serious Faustus smile. Therefore, he decided to make him right hand, the Metatron. Through rituals unknown to any human, he rid the boy of his mortality and granted him eternal life.
Here is a small part taken from the book ’’The Path of God''.
''Do you trust me, Raziel?’’, Alpha said with a smile, fingers caressing the small boy's cheek. ''Will you be the extension of my will, my messenger to the entire world? Will you lead the lost sheep when I am unable to, will you spread my word?
The boy took a few seconds to answer, it was visible in his eyes that he knew the importance of his answer, and the impact it will have. ''I will, my master. I will.''
Alpha's slender point finger touched the boy's forehead, engulfing the child in a pillar of blinding white light, reaching all the way to the sky. In addition, all that was once mortal in the boy perished, replaced by pure energy and essence of life. Raziel transcended and took his place besides Alpha Faustus, to shape the world as he saw fit!
- Thomas Aquinas
so, while Alpha remained in Incorpoareal, Raziel flew across the Earth, looking for men and women of power, mighty entities to join the cause. Whether he found any or not remains a mystery for now, but new faces keep appearing in XIIZ, allies to support the organization.
Now, we are brought to the fateful day when Incorpoareal vanished, when the die was cast.
''It is over.’’, Omega whispered, and others repeated. ''It is over.''
They all sat at the round table, each one of them looking fearfully at the others. But soon all eyes looked at Alpha, the only one who voted against it, and the only one who didn't yet comment the decision. The powerful wizard sighed before he started talking, eyes fixated upon his own finger all the time.
''You say that our work is done, that our mission has been accomplished. Yet, I do not see the fruits of our labor yet, do not feel that it is over. Do whatever you wish, brothers. Nevertheless, I am not finished.''
Omega's eyes squinted, and he got up. ''Do as you wish, but you are forbidden to use the Incorpoareal name. You are my brother no more.'' Saying that, he turned around and walked out of the chamber. Of course, his lapdogs Psi and Phi eagerly jumped to follow, not fond of the idea of staying alone in the room with Alpha. Only Gamma remained, his light blue eyes examining Alpha's facial features, unable to establish anything from his emotionless blank expression.
''I wish you luck, my brother. However, I cannot go any further, you must walk this road alone.'' Then he vanished, just like that.
Moreover, Alpha was alone in the oval room, Druzil playfully nibbling on the silver plate on his left shoulder. Alternatively, was he?
''Hello master.'', a soft voice spoke. ''Are they gone?''
Alpha laughed, waking Druzil up. ''Yes, they are gone. You may reveal yourself now, Raziel.''
''Oh, just one more thing master. The others are here too.'' Alpha laughed again. ''Well, tell them they're also free to show themselves.''
Many figures appeared virtually out of nowhere, lead by a tall-cloaked man, Alpha's trusted servant Metatron, Raziel. Alpha pointed toward the empty chairs, still warm from the lazy behinds that used to sit on them. ''Please gentlemen, sit. Let us discuss the fate of the universe.''
~The End. Or is it just the beginning of another grand story?
Then something happened.
Many asked themselves how it happened, and scholars came up with various interesting theories. However, the fact remained that the powerful entity known as God, Yahweh, split into two.
Alpha and Omega.
In addition, while Alpha became all that was good in God, Omega was not that lucky. God's anger and jealousy, hate and chaos all became part of him. In a way, the two brothers were exact opposites. Nevertheless, their love for each other was still strong, the bond between them unbreakable. For the good of the whole world, they decided to go separate ways and never meet again. They left the humans to take care of themselves, reminding them that there still is a God, divided into two halves.
However, the humans, foolish and stupid as always, allowed themselves to be misguided by false gods and prophets, and worshiped them in golden temples, bowing to the fake deities. With sorrow and disgust, the two brothers observed as the lost sheep were guided by incompetent shepherds. The bond between Alpha and Omega acted as a medium, and for a mere second they felt complete again, sensed each others emotions clearly. In that one second, God became whole again. In that, second they realized what they must do.
Together the Faustus brothers descended upon Earth, creating a civilization that was admired in the millennium to come, Atlantis. In the magnificent city, they used their powers to create a pair of beings that aided them in their quest.
Sigma and Zeta were born.
Nevertheless, unlike Alpha and Omega, who shared a bond of love and trust, the other pair could not understand each other. After some minor issues and arguments, democracy was established inside the new organization they made, Incorpoareal.
This is where the Incorpoareal history ends, and where the True history begins.
Although Omega was Alpha's beloved brother, he could not bring himself to trust him, not with something as important as the fate of the entire Earth. That is why Alpha started another movement, away from the watchful stare of his brother, to operate in secret, never to reveal its existence. At least, not until the right moment. He did not trust Sigma or Zeta either or any other member of the Faustus family for that matter, so he did not inform them of his intentions. Because of the constant work required for the good of Incorporeal, he could not actively participate in the search for powerful recruits to aid him in case Incorpoareal fails. He needed a loyal servant, someone powerful but yet obedient, who would follow his every order without question and yet have an opinion of his own. He found a boy in the city of Atlantis, a little child of no more than seven years. Raziel Galizur was his name, and he was the descendant of one of the noble Atlantean families. The power coursing through his veins was pure, his brittle responses made the always serious Faustus smile. Therefore, he decided to make him right hand, the Metatron. Through rituals unknown to any human, he rid the boy of his mortality and granted him eternal life.
Here is a small part taken from the book ’’The Path of God''.
''Do you trust me, Raziel?’’, Alpha said with a smile, fingers caressing the small boy's cheek. ''Will you be the extension of my will, my messenger to the entire world? Will you lead the lost sheep when I am unable to, will you spread my word?
The boy took a few seconds to answer, it was visible in his eyes that he knew the importance of his answer, and the impact it will have. ''I will, my master. I will.''
Alpha's slender point finger touched the boy's forehead, engulfing the child in a pillar of blinding white light, reaching all the way to the sky. In addition, all that was once mortal in the boy perished, replaced by pure energy and essence of life. Raziel transcended and took his place besides Alpha Faustus, to shape the world as he saw fit!
- Thomas Aquinas
so, while Alpha remained in Incorpoareal, Raziel flew across the Earth, looking for men and women of power, mighty entities to join the cause. Whether he found any or not remains a mystery for now, but new faces keep appearing in XIIZ, allies to support the organization.
Now, we are brought to the fateful day when Incorpoareal vanished, when the die was cast.
''It is over.’’, Omega whispered, and others repeated. ''It is over.''
They all sat at the round table, each one of them looking fearfully at the others. But soon all eyes looked at Alpha, the only one who voted against it, and the only one who didn't yet comment the decision. The powerful wizard sighed before he started talking, eyes fixated upon his own finger all the time.
''You say that our work is done, that our mission has been accomplished. Yet, I do not see the fruits of our labor yet, do not feel that it is over. Do whatever you wish, brothers. Nevertheless, I am not finished.''
Omega's eyes squinted, and he got up. ''Do as you wish, but you are forbidden to use the Incorpoareal name. You are my brother no more.'' Saying that, he turned around and walked out of the chamber. Of course, his lapdogs Psi and Phi eagerly jumped to follow, not fond of the idea of staying alone in the room with Alpha. Only Gamma remained, his light blue eyes examining Alpha's facial features, unable to establish anything from his emotionless blank expression.
''I wish you luck, my brother. However, I cannot go any further, you must walk this road alone.'' Then he vanished, just like that.
Moreover, Alpha was alone in the oval room, Druzil playfully nibbling on the silver plate on his left shoulder. Alternatively, was he?
''Hello master.'', a soft voice spoke. ''Are they gone?''
Alpha laughed, waking Druzil up. ''Yes, they are gone. You may reveal yourself now, Raziel.''
''Oh, just one more thing master. The others are here too.'' Alpha laughed again. ''Well, tell them they're also free to show themselves.''
Many figures appeared virtually out of nowhere, lead by a tall-cloaked man, Alpha's trusted servant Metatron, Raziel. Alpha pointed toward the empty chairs, still warm from the lazy behinds that used to sit on them. ''Please gentlemen, sit. Let us discuss the fate of the universe.''
~The End. Or is it just the beginning of another grand story?
