For once in my life, all I see is darkness. Why is it so warm in here? Okay. This darkness is seriously starting to annoy me. Why can't I touch anything? Is there nothing material nearby? Why can't I feel any ground beneath my feet? "
You could have killed me. You know that.
God."
"Nothing ever worked out for me in life. And now, after death, neither. "
"Do you regret that deed?"
"Well, at least I would know where I am, and this?" "
You know very well you're being dishonest. You couldn't do that.
" "Thank my mother. She raised me.
" "Oh, this dismissive attitude of yours. Do you know where you are?
" "I have no idea, but you could kindly enlighten me.
" "I could. You deserve a reward for bringing about the end of the world so quickly, and for not killing me.
" "Oh, I feel honored." "
Now you are a god yourself. What you see is biblical Chaos. Create your own world."
"And what for?
" "Because it's a fun activity."
"Forgive me, but these games don't appeal to me."
"They have to. I'm ending my life on this level, and I've appointed you as my replacement."
I laughed. And very loudly.
"Forgive me," I said, choking a little more. "But I feel incompetent, to say the least.
" "That's not funny at all.
" "And how do you plan to force me to do this?"
"Blackmail. Only when you give this inheritance to another being will you be able to ascend to a higher level of existence and become the God of Gods. Yes, I'm not the first. And you won't be the last.
" "And—to put it vulgarly—for shit? Forgive me, but I don't know why I feel cheated, used, and all over again by you. I have no sympathy for you, Yahweh."
"And I'm not surprised, because I myself have been treated this way for a few million years. So what's it going to be like?"
"I don't think I'll be tempted…
" "Then I have another ace up my sleeve."
"Well, go ahead.
" "Her. You know who I'm talking about. I'm taking her with me. You'll only meet her after the end of the world.
Shocking, and in sneakers, at that."
"You're still a higher being, so I won't insult you. As always. You're a jerk! You know I'd like to experience even a moment of peace? I have a small question. When will you finally leave me alone? You spared me no hardships as a mortal, then turned me into an angel of destruction, only to finally turn the tables and make me the purest being in the Universe. And what reward do I get for this? You're giving me your throne. Maybe someone else will like it more than me. I categorically refuse and demand peace with my chosen one. Give us a piece of—I hesitate for a moment—something, I don't know, earth, air, space. So that we can live far away from YOU!!!"
"You probably don't know, but of all the beings I've created, only you and your woman survived.
" "That sounds ugly."
"Chosen one. No one will replace you.
" "Then let's begin the negotiations...
" "That's better. What do you expect?"
"Wow, the list will be long. But first, a small question. Why must this sequence be preserved, why don't you close the chain?"
"Because then I wouldn't reach a higher level.
" "You damn egoist."
"You weren't supposed to
insult me." "It bothers me. I don't know why I have to sacrifice for you, how long has it been?"
"A million years. At least.
" "Oh, no. That's too long for me. And why? How will you force me to do this?"
"I don't have to. You'll agree to it yourself. Now you're just saying that."
I was alone again. Like never before, I felt the darkness around me. I longed to see the Sun's glow once more. They say we were created in the image and likeness of the One who is higher again. How much longer will this last?" This solitude was so perfect that I longed to immerse myself in it as deeply as possible. I wanted her to become a part of me. I knew there was too much time until the Encounter, that she had found herself among beings more perfect than me and wouldn't wait for me to get there on my own. Until I worked for it myself. The thought came to me that I could stay here forever. Alone, without anyone, and finally, no one would cling to me, wanting anything from me. And then her face appeared before me. Her smile. And I smiled involuntarily. Rays of happiness began to radiate from her countenance. I burst into tears, but I didn't sob. Tears flowed as if they were a separate part of me. I longed to see her, and as soon as possible. And then a magic number appeared – one million. At least. A deep sigh. Time to act.
"Let there be Light."
And it did. Exactly as I had dreamed. Stars everywhere, like millions of fireflies. And so it was until the morning of the seventh day. Now it would be appropriate to breathe a soul into the human body. But what should it be like? Should I test it? No, it won't be like that for me.
"Be free and know everything. Demand what you want, and it will be granted. Except for being God. And why? That's what I'll teach you."
And man was created in my image. And he began to multiply. And that's where things began to go wrong. Everyone wanted power in the world. Except one. And his name was Saun. And to him I entrusted power. At the meeting on the seventh day of the twentieth year, I explained my choice. They understood. And it was beautiful. Yes, I spoke with my followers. I told them that the end of the world must come someday and I told them what it must be like. They couldn't understand what war, famine, cold were. They looked at my light with fear.
For some time now, they'd been saying something was missing, but they didn't know what. I decided to show them all this. I divided the planet into two halves. In the eastern half, I organized Rest, and in the western half, War. They quickly grasped the idea. They finally experienced death. Stupid, but that was what they were missing. The most beautiful thing was that most of them died shouting, "In the name of God!" I felt sorry for them, but they wanted it. If anyone survived and wanted to rest, or give up war forever, they went to Rest. The planet was rapidly depopulating, and I decided to revive the most warlike and brave, so that at the end of the planet's existence, they would be the best, and that this whole "end" would be special for them. So that the weaker ones in heaven would have a beautiful spectacle. And so, in my ideal land, on my ideal planet, war took hold. It lasted from the seven hundredth year until the final day.
Two hundred years before the "end," I summoned four of the greatest warriors, created a ring for them, if you can call it that, and ordered them to train. I myself once practiced martial arts out of boredom, and as soon as they were more or less on par with me, I resumed training with them. I taught them everything, and they taught me too. But I needed to be a bit more powerful, so I ordered them to rest for the last twenty years. I myself announced to all the races that I wouldn't resurrect anyone during that time, as there was no point. They were probably a little tired of fighting, so they accepted the idea without hesitation. Then I went to the dimension I had created for my own, solitary training. Time in that dimension passed ten times slower, so I spent the next two hundred years training.
I returned.
I sent down the riders. They killed all the survivors, including those in the Rest. There was a young man whose wish was never to grow old… he hadn't fought in any war since the planet was divided… He cried when they killed him… and I cried with him.
"Soon," I thought.
I summoned Saun to me and wanted to designate him as my successor. But I felt. I simply felt something. Something took root in my subconscious.
He waited a long time for me to say something to him. It took me a moment to realize it. With a still shocked expression, I managed only to utter,
"I'm sorry."
He looked at me in horror. But I saw nothing anymore. Just like when I killed angels in snow-white armor, when my name was Abaddon. Sitting on my throne, with a single gesture, I generated such energy that… I annihilated everyone. All my children. I felt my eyes still dead. Just like my soul. And again, that feeling rooted in my subconscious. I felt Yahweh. I knew where he was… I lifted off the ground with such speed that I destroyed the entire dimension I had created. I smiled to myself. I thought that the atomic bomb, so terrifying in my time, was just a bombshell compared to my way of moving. After a few days, I reached the dimension where the former gods resided.
"So you are."
"Yes, Yahweh. I have arrived. Doesn't it surprise you how I got here?" "
You just flew in. "
"Such utter indifference?
" "You haven't appointed a successor." You can't stay here. Those are the rules. "
I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to stand you here."
"Who are you to say that?
" "I am a god," I said for the first time since I existed. And with immense pride.
"Do you know who we are?" they all said in unison. They were all identical in every way. I saw only one female figure standing off to the side. And fear was in her eyes.
"Worms," I replied furiously.
My eyes became completely dead. Just an eyeball, no pupils. I felt energy flowing into my body. I began to kill. Without a sword, with my bare hands. There were thousands, hundreds of thousands of them. Gallons of blue blood flowed through my hands and clothes. It was dirtier than human blood, this crimson one. I knew I would never truly wash it off. And She watched.
When the killing stopped, we left, embracing. Now everything had to be alright.
***
EPILOGUE
In the bottomless darkness, two figures walk away. Out of nowhere, a voice says:
"Yes, now there will be peace. They will create a perfect world."
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