Sam3192

THE WORLD OF ORIGIN
sam3192 was previously known by a different yet similar name in his land of origin. This land was a land of technology which far surpassed the capabilities of the gadgets existing within Rathnir and Eldham. Worldwide communication was possible, people could fly all over the world and the weaponry had the capabilities of wiping continents from existence, despite the absolute lack of magic. Yet, for the most part, things were ok.

One day, the sky would begin to crack, it seemed as if reality itself shuddered in fear of the horrors to come. A large cylindrical machine would smash through the heavens impaling itself into the sea. It's engines would whir to life, causing light tremors and minor tsunamis to hit nearby settlements. It was primarily constructed of a cosmic blue glass-like substance with pipes and a large mixing chambers being concealed within it. In the centre, there was a throne, which a frail magenta man sat upon, observing the new world. The world would immediately fear the machine as it'd seemingly burst out of literally nowhere. Militaries of all nations would not only inspect the structure but also attempt communication with the strange inhabitant. They would only speak short words that somehow would penetrate the kilometer thick machine as if the man was right next to observers. After a while, the militaries would launch an attack after the lack of responses regarding the machine's purpose and who the magenta man was.

As the attacks were going people would pray to the gods in hope of an answer, an assurance that they would be ok. 13 days into the attack, the gods would begin to respond to the messages. Some major ones would outright admit that they had no idea as to who the man was. Some revealed that they had decided to abandon humanity, ashamed of what it'd become. A few gods even believed that whatever was to come could be great for humanity. All of the responses had a clear message that was shared across all gods. We will not intervene, for we think it's not necessary.

30 days into the attack the magenta man would say his final words. "Into oblivion you go". Pipes on the sides of the structure would begin to spew out an iridescent liquid which, when it made contact with matter, would turn it into a solid navy-blue sand like substrate, before it'd violently implode. The grains also could spread this affect, meaning that nowhere in the world was safe.

Seeing this unfold live he would gather with his family and wait for the rapidly approaching end. After 3 hours, he could finally see the corruption, it was like a tidal wave of destruction and the embodiment of chaos distilled into a weapon. As he accepted his fate, mere seconds before the air behind him would begin to shudder before cracking open throwing him into a white abyss. He'd watch from afar as his family was consumed by the grainy substance.

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