The Backstory of the Void
The Void was not always in existence. Before the Void began, there was nothing. Before there was nothing, there was DEATH.
DEATH is not the true name of the entity that existed where nothing else did. No, DEATH is simply the mind’s way of processing the sheer alien existence that is the being that is made of, lived in, and was the Nothingness that spawned the Void.
And it became bored.
And from the boredom spawned the Void.
The Void began as an empty, tiny, pitiful ball of infinite expanse. It was empty, but full of a strange, indescribably vast something. And so DEATH tinkered, utilizing his abilities to create the first life, the first Universe.
From the first Universe spawned the first Multiverse, and set into motion the infinite beyond infinite expansion of the Void itself.
When the first races of the Universe appeared, so too did their idols, their gods of worship. The first Void Dwellers.
These Dwellers were naught but what their tales made of them, but as the Universe and the Void itself evolved, more and more came into existence from the dreams and idling thoughts of all those in the Universe and around it.
And so the Multiverse expanded until, strangely, another appeared, budding from the first Multiverse as a direct copy, slightly different, and bearing its own Dwellers.
The Void began growing exponentially, with Multiverses appearing left and right, while Void traffic became increasingly dense as quintillions upon quintillions of Void Dwellers began traveling as they wished.
Eons passed with few to no real problems, until a massively petty squabble broke out between a disproportionately large amount of Void Dwellers that, somehow, wound up creating an unstable cluster of Universes that nearly wound up tearing the fabric of the Void asunder.
Now, this entire time, DEATH had, appropriately, taken on the name DEATH and enjoyed eons of amused languor. However, when the unstable Universes were created, DEATH was spurred into action and utilized its ability of Nullification to banish the offending Void Dwellers and the unstable cluster out of existence.
Then, having decided with finality, DEATH took the few Dwellers who had actively tried to help resolve the situation and bestowed upon them the title of The Void Council. The original Void Council, however, is now lost to time– slaughtered to a man by an indistinct figure.
Only one survivor remained– Essence the Madwoman, driven mad from the experience and left for dead– so the council position was left to rot until DEATH roused from its languor once more and created the new Council of Dwellers ascended by his own power.
Its members comprised of the Ladies Luck, Fate, and Destiny, along with the Lords Time, Chaos, and Order. There were, of course, others, but these six Dwellers were the central authority. The last say on anything within the Council.
Eons passed again, and the Council began uplifting other Dwellers to just below them in power, and sent them off to patrol the Multiverses of the Void, to make sure that all of them remained stable and unable to compromise the integrity of the Void.
However, it quickly became apparent that these new Systems Administrators- SysAdmins for short- were unfortunately apathetic to their jobs in the worst way possible. Many had known nothing but the struggle to gain power in order to survive for their entire lives, and as such were naturally inclined to, rather than protect and stabilize Universes and Multiverses, fight between each other in order to gain the power they so craved after going power mad.
Naturally, the Council had contingencies in place for this event, and as soon as the SysAdmins strayed too far from their jobs, they were struck down and reduced to mere Shadows.
Eons passed and the Council moved on, finding that with the smiting of the previous SysAdmins, the Dwellers had been cowed into caring for the Universes they personally took interest upon.
Eons and Eons and Eons passed, until the Universes once again began destabilizing due to the neglect of the Void Dwellers watching them, and thus the Council reconvened and brought back the SysAdmins, this time uplifting, instead of Dwellers, mortals who naturally had an affinity for the Void.
These mortals were uplifted in varying manners- some directly, some manipulated into their fates, and still others bumbling into them due to the favor of another being that kickstarted the process.
The second and third methods are often found in Displaced that find themselves uplifted to Void Dweller status in some way, shape, or form.
And thus eons passed again.
Somewhere along the line, the Displaced Multiverse was born. No one is really quite sure how it happened to come into being- most aren’t even sure when their own Multiverse happened, after all- but it is generally accepted that it must have happened around the same time as the new SysAdmin Corps was created.
After some time, it became readily apparent that the SysAdmins could no longer be trusted. Oh they still did their jobs, but they did so without any consideration as to their methodology. Power climbing became rampant again, and their mortal morality had fled in the face of their power, causing them to grow distant and cold to all beings, mortal or not.
As evidence piled up, the SysAdmins were revealed to mostly be incapable of doing their jobs without also falling prey to many of the same vices that the previous incarnation of the Corps had lounged in.
Thus, the SysAdmins once again went into the trash, this time most of them being merely de-powered to the point of being Upper Tier Gods to just below the level of Outer Gods. However, while the vast majority of Admins were removed from power, a select few of them remain almost near their former power, as they were the ones specifically selected as the most responsible of the lot.
And so the eons go on and on, the Void expands, and the Multiverses grow ever more in number. A saga that continues to and beyond the end of time.
A Lore that persists through countless eternities.
The Void was not always in existence. Before the Void began, there was nothing. Before there was nothing, there was DEATH.
DEATH is not the true name of the entity that existed where nothing else did. No, DEATH is simply the mind’s way of processing the sheer alien existence that is the being that is made of, lived in, and was the Nothingness that spawned the Void.
And it became bored.
And from the boredom spawned the Void.
The Void began as an empty, tiny, pitiful ball of infinite expanse. It was empty, but full of a strange, indescribably vast something. And so DEATH tinkered, utilizing his abilities to create the first life, the first Universe.
From the first Universe spawned the first Multiverse, and set into motion the infinite beyond infinite expansion of the Void itself.
When the first races of the Universe appeared, so too did their idols, their gods of worship. The first Void Dwellers.
These Dwellers were naught but what their tales made of them, but as the Universe and the Void itself evolved, more and more came into existence from the dreams and idling thoughts of all those in the Universe and around it.
And so the Multiverse expanded until, strangely, another appeared, budding from the first Multiverse as a direct copy, slightly different, and bearing its own Dwellers.
The Void began growing exponentially, with Multiverses appearing left and right, while Void traffic became increasingly dense as quintillions upon quintillions of Void Dwellers began traveling as they wished.
Eons passed with few to no real problems, until a massively petty squabble broke out between a disproportionately large amount of Void Dwellers that, somehow, wound up creating an unstable cluster of Universes that nearly wound up tearing the fabric of the Void asunder.
Now, this entire time, DEATH had, appropriately, taken on the name DEATH and enjoyed eons of amused languor. However, when the unstable Universes were created, DEATH was spurred into action and utilized its ability of Nullification to banish the offending Void Dwellers and the unstable cluster out of existence.
Then, having decided with finality, DEATH took the few Dwellers who had actively tried to help resolve the situation and bestowed upon them the title of The Void Council. The original Void Council, however, is now lost to time– slaughtered to a man by an indistinct figure.
Only one survivor remained– Essence the Madwoman, driven mad from the experience and left for dead– so the council position was left to rot until DEATH roused from its languor once more and created the new Council of Dwellers ascended by his own power.
Its members comprised of the Ladies Luck, Fate, and Destiny, along with the Lords Time, Chaos, and Order. There were, of course, others, but these six Dwellers were the central authority. The last say on anything within the Council.
Eons passed again, and the Council began uplifting other Dwellers to just below them in power, and sent them off to patrol the Multiverses of the Void, to make sure that all of them remained stable and unable to compromise the integrity of the Void.
However, it quickly became apparent that these new Systems Administrators- SysAdmins for short- were unfortunately apathetic to their jobs in the worst way possible. Many had known nothing but the struggle to gain power in order to survive for their entire lives, and as such were naturally inclined to, rather than protect and stabilize Universes and Multiverses, fight between each other in order to gain the power they so craved after going power mad.
Naturally, the Council had contingencies in place for this event, and as soon as the SysAdmins strayed too far from their jobs, they were struck down and reduced to mere Shadows.
Eons passed and the Council moved on, finding that with the smiting of the previous SysAdmins, the Dwellers had been cowed into caring for the Universes they personally took interest upon.
Eons and Eons and Eons passed, until the Universes once again began destabilizing due to the neglect of the Void Dwellers watching them, and thus the Council reconvened and brought back the SysAdmins, this time uplifting, instead of Dwellers, mortals who naturally had an affinity for the Void.
These mortals were uplifted in varying manners- some directly, some manipulated into their fates, and still others bumbling into them due to the favor of another being that kickstarted the process.
The second and third methods are often found in Displaced that find themselves uplifted to Void Dweller status in some way, shape, or form.
And thus eons passed again.
Somewhere along the line, the Displaced Multiverse was born. No one is really quite sure how it happened to come into being- most aren’t even sure when their own Multiverse happened, after all- but it is generally accepted that it must have happened around the same time as the new SysAdmin Corps was created.
After some time, it became readily apparent that the SysAdmins could no longer be trusted. Oh they still did their jobs, but they did so without any consideration as to their methodology. Power climbing became rampant again, and their mortal morality had fled in the face of their power, causing them to grow distant and cold to all beings, mortal or not.
As evidence piled up, the SysAdmins were revealed to mostly be incapable of doing their jobs without also falling prey to many of the same vices that the previous incarnation of the Corps had lounged in.
Thus, the SysAdmins once again went into the trash, this time most of them being merely de-powered to the point of being Upper Tier Gods to just below the level of Outer Gods. However, while the vast majority of Admins were removed from power, a select few of them remain almost near their former power, as they were the ones specifically selected as the most responsible of the lot.
And so the eons go on and on, the Void expands, and the Multiverses grow ever more in number. A saga that continues to and beyond the end of time.
A Lore that persists through countless eternities.