(OOC: THIS STORY IS NO LONGER CANON DUE TO ME RETCONNING KOTVARIANISM IN FAVOR OF VERISM)
(OOC: This story isn’t based in reality or anything, it’s just a short Kotvarianist story that I’ve been wanting to write for a bit now. It’s not the best thing I’ve written, but I needed to start somewhere to get this thread up and running.)
Long ago, long before the creation of Urth, lived a being known as Abda. For eons Abda sat alone in the universe, longing for a companion to play with. Abda spent countless millennia searching for another being in the universe, but after a long enough time Abda came across a doorway adorned in intricate sculptures and paintings of an era much long passed. Within the doorway sat a tiger-like http://78.media.tumblr.com/e84c9d82be27ed256ac121375d205bab/tumblr_o1ew9krtjW1tj9g2vo1_1280.jpg
with four tails, of which resembled a lion’s, and three horns that conformed to the creature’s head. The creature spoke to Abda. “I am Tawazun, and I will be your guide.”
“Yes, I am your guide through the Kablova. Follow me, for your Destiny awaits.”
Tawazun entered the doorway, Abda following close behind. Through the threshold was a world inconceivable to human imagination. A land of endless suffering and pleasure, of infinite wealth and poverty, of countless progress and stagnation. Colors and sounds never heard by any in our universe. Emotions never felt by any alive today. Abda grew wiser the more time spent in the Kablova. But his Destiny awaited, and thus Tawazun guided Abda deep into the Kablova. Countless obstacles and tests of courage, strength, willpower, and knowledge were presented to Abda, and one by one Abda conquered each one. Soon enough, Tawazun and Abda approached a seemingly unscalable mountain.
“This is where I depart, Abda. I have guided you as far as I am able. You must scale the Unscalable Mountain to reach your Destiny.”
“And if I fail?”
“You cannot fail.”
Abda took another look at the mountain, and upon returning gaze towards Tawazun, the creature had disappeared. The only thing left to do was scale the unscalable, and so Abda began scaling the mountain, and failed. Abda began again, and failed. Again Abda began scaling, and again Abda failed. Over and over Abda would begin and fail. For millennia Abda would scale and fail, and that is when Abda came to a realization: This was not the Unscalable Mountain. It was simply a moutain. Its name was the only thing keeping Abda from scaling this mountain. Abda began scaling the mountain again, and climbed little by little, step by step, grip by grip, slowly but surely scaling the mountain. Reaching the top, Abda met Masirova.
“I am your Destiny, Abda. I will help you become ruler of your Universe, and you will be a great ruler indeed.”
And so Abda and Masirova departed the Kablova back to the Universe to rule over it. Soon the two beings would produce Urth and its Sol, along with the other planets.