JustIssiah
Silly Individual
(Based off Issiahs lore… currently work in progress… by me, Zay.)
Prolouge …
In the beginning, all there was to see on display was an empty space; a blank area in an infinite atmosphere.
Well, only one true thing existed at the time: An everlasting being… a godlike orb. The purple being had nothing to do… Ever… because nothing else ever truly existed at the time.
However, one day, the being gave itself a name: Oemun, and a title known as “the one true god”. Why did Oemun call himself a god if he had nothing to rule?
Just wait… Oemun had something in mind… He was gonna create something new.
So, Oemun created a world in the shape of his own very figure, and he created land, water, and all aspects of life. Yet, the creation that stood out the most were “humans”. How they talked, walked, and looked… Each human was created unique and different, and Oemun cherished that. Though, Oemun felt off. Nobody even knew who he was. Oemun didn‘t feel a purpose within his figure. Nobody knew how the world came to be.
Yet, it wasn't long before he had a plan, of course. He SWORE he would have a reason for his title.
Oemun tried a LOT. The first time, he tried to mold a sculpture out of thin air of his own self. However, that didn't exactly work out… Next minute later it seems, people are seen yelling, running, and screaming from fear. They seemed to mistake message. In reality, they thought there was… an alien running amok? Strange, and unlogical, Oemun thought. But it happened. He was deeply offended, and for sure was disappointed. But a god doesn’t give up…
What did he attempt to do instead? To put it simple, he tried to communicate to people through their minds. People heard voices especially at night, and they cried… Of course… and once again, no assumptions of a god whatsoever.
So, there Oemun was, seemingly hopeless in his domain he created, just along with everything else. He wished that maybe… there would one day be a SINGLE person who believed in his existence. He didnt want to feel that all his work and love was for nothing.
…Quicker than a heartbeat, everything then shifted. Oemuns domain would go dark, and everything seemed to change in that moment. A new FIGURE would emerge… It now settled, floating in place. Then, its eyes would gaze on Oemun. The figure seemed empty inside, yet ready to make a point. And that point was one that would change the course of history.
”Alas! It is me… your best pal. Numeo!” Numeo would suddenly shift to a proud expression before bowing down in front of Oemun, just like a true servant would… Numeo seemed reality positive and chill to say the very least…
“I’ve noticed much throughout the decades… and I’ve decided to assist you, dear ally!” The sun-shaped, red creature would now chuckle, floating next to Oemun.
”Exuse me?” Oemun appeared speechless, which would cause Numeo to laugh like a cheerful king
”Ahah! Don’t worry, it’ll all be clear once I explain! You see, I now how others will acknowledge your royal figure…”
”I don’t appreciate my label as ’royal’…” Oemun replied.
”Ah! Of course! My apologies…” Somehow, Numeo would emit a noise that resembled of clearing its throat, before it continued its speech. “What if humans had more advantage?”
“What wha—“
”Let me explain!” Numeo would rudely interrupt. “So… of course, not all humans should optain something special…. But hey, what if we gifted them with powers? We shall encourage them to do things that nobody has ever done before! They will be unstoppable!”
A long pause would take place between the two — Until Oemun himself would voice his opinion. ”Too far, Numeo… humans should remain mortals. It’s for their own good.”
However, this seemed to tick off Numeo. It wanted nothing but agreement and power… “Eheh… you have yet to understand, Oemun…. This WILL happen.”
”Huh? What do you mean? I am the god here, you will do as I sa—“
Suddenly, Oemun fell silent, and his own color shifted and faded. After a moment, he woke back up. Indeed, this was happening.
“PoWeeR ShAlL ConSumE ThEir InsIdES…”
Prolouge …
In the beginning, all there was to see on display was an empty space; a blank area in an infinite atmosphere.
Well, only one true thing existed at the time: An everlasting being… a godlike orb. The purple being had nothing to do… Ever… because nothing else ever truly existed at the time.
However, one day, the being gave itself a name: Oemun, and a title known as “the one true god”. Why did Oemun call himself a god if he had nothing to rule?
Just wait… Oemun had something in mind… He was gonna create something new.
So, Oemun created a world in the shape of his own very figure, and he created land, water, and all aspects of life. Yet, the creation that stood out the most were “humans”. How they talked, walked, and looked… Each human was created unique and different, and Oemun cherished that. Though, Oemun felt off. Nobody even knew who he was. Oemun didn‘t feel a purpose within his figure. Nobody knew how the world came to be.
Yet, it wasn't long before he had a plan, of course. He SWORE he would have a reason for his title.
Oemun tried a LOT. The first time, he tried to mold a sculpture out of thin air of his own self. However, that didn't exactly work out… Next minute later it seems, people are seen yelling, running, and screaming from fear. They seemed to mistake message. In reality, they thought there was… an alien running amok? Strange, and unlogical, Oemun thought. But it happened. He was deeply offended, and for sure was disappointed. But a god doesn’t give up…
What did he attempt to do instead? To put it simple, he tried to communicate to people through their minds. People heard voices especially at night, and they cried… Of course… and once again, no assumptions of a god whatsoever.
So, there Oemun was, seemingly hopeless in his domain he created, just along with everything else. He wished that maybe… there would one day be a SINGLE person who believed in his existence. He didnt want to feel that all his work and love was for nothing.
…Quicker than a heartbeat, everything then shifted. Oemuns domain would go dark, and everything seemed to change in that moment. A new FIGURE would emerge… It now settled, floating in place. Then, its eyes would gaze on Oemun. The figure seemed empty inside, yet ready to make a point. And that point was one that would change the course of history.
”Alas! It is me… your best pal. Numeo!” Numeo would suddenly shift to a proud expression before bowing down in front of Oemun, just like a true servant would… Numeo seemed reality positive and chill to say the very least…
“I’ve noticed much throughout the decades… and I’ve decided to assist you, dear ally!” The sun-shaped, red creature would now chuckle, floating next to Oemun.
”Exuse me?” Oemun appeared speechless, which would cause Numeo to laugh like a cheerful king
”Ahah! Don’t worry, it’ll all be clear once I explain! You see, I now how others will acknowledge your royal figure…”
”I don’t appreciate my label as ’royal’…” Oemun replied.
”Ah! Of course! My apologies…” Somehow, Numeo would emit a noise that resembled of clearing its throat, before it continued its speech. “What if humans had more advantage?”
“What wha—“
”Let me explain!” Numeo would rudely interrupt. “So… of course, not all humans should optain something special…. But hey, what if we gifted them with powers? We shall encourage them to do things that nobody has ever done before! They will be unstoppable!”
A long pause would take place between the two — Until Oemun himself would voice his opinion. ”Too far, Numeo… humans should remain mortals. It’s for their own good.”
However, this seemed to tick off Numeo. It wanted nothing but agreement and power… “Eheh… you have yet to understand, Oemun…. This WILL happen.”
”Huh? What do you mean? I am the god here, you will do as I sa—“
Suddenly, Oemun fell silent, and his own color shifted and faded. After a moment, he woke back up. Indeed, this was happening.
“PoWeeR ShAlL ConSumE ThEir InsIdES…”
Last edited:
