Star Wars Feats/Discussion thread

SupremeZaarin · Feb 4, 2024

This is my attempt to collect some info from the latest edition of Supernatural Encounters. It's over 1,000 pages long. So here we go.

Here's the website: https://www.starwarstimeline.net/Supernatural_Encounters.htm

At the very least, the website should contain a significant amount of information about the development of Supernatural Encounters and its status within the Star Wars franchise.

The creation origin of Star Wars

A rush of fiery wind and light stirred in the phantasmal mists of the endless void, a Great Light that uttered a note, a primordial song, singular, prodigious, and beautiful beyond all things and never heard again. Stars winked on across the Primary Dimension like the glowing lanterns of Venexian ships along the mighty Solleu River at the behest of dusk, a dazzling panoply of lights for the fathomless gulfs that were as yet fruitless and still.

The first beings ever created are four types of Celestials.

These were the cyclic and star polygons, the annulus and the arbelos, the triquetra and lemniscates, all of varying geometry and degree, swimming through empyreal space like cnidaria floating in the deep sea; the shining ones, luminous and wise, encompassed of those four living creatures unknown to most, the Kerubîm, Ophannīm, Serafîm, and Mal’akim Celestials. And in that chatoyant light, they danced to the music of the glittering firmament in abandon.

On how the Force came to be in existence.

The circuit of life began with ebullient energy spilling forth into the expectant vastness, a power like none other to move and shape and grow. And from the source of light and life blossomed the Force, sown and harvested by the will of the Father of Lights, who is its supreme and supernal master and the one who first uttered the song. And the Force permeated all life and echoed back, and time began its desultory flow.

The Celestials went on to create felines, avians, bovines, and finally humanity.

The Luminous Ones were yet incomplete, for the Maker had an endowment to bestow upon them of inestimable worth. So it came about that while gathered there before the warming light of the Eternal, the Celestials were given the gift and came to fully comprehend Love, Justice, Power, and Wisdom and were thereby tasked to learn of the universe they would help germinate and configure. Free to roam and frolic, many amongst the Celestials descended to the Plane of Erets, and there they formed themselves into harmonic shapes—Feline, Avian, Bovine, and Human—that dwelt then in peace.

The plane of Erets has been engulfed by war. Those who don't want to fight in the war are given four Seed Pods, which have the ability to create new dimensions. These new dimensions would be created depending on the imagination.

The Celestials did all they could to provide succor for the innocent, all the while grieving the ruination that had been wrought, for their original purpose had been thwarted, and though restoration was prepared, it was known to be far into the future. A host of the powerful would continue to fight and stake claim as stewards to various peoples and places, but there were those who could not long withstand the wicked cruelty, violence, and betrayal that spilled in waves of darkness across the cosmic and tellurian battlefields.

For these latter ones, leave was given to prepare Seed Pods that would make up new dimensions, Cosmic Eggs from which they might birth anew the phenomenal phantasies of their minds, and they considered the terrestrial, tropospheric, subterranean, and aquatic shapes they might devise. But they were not yet to cast any shape nor harvest the four Seed Pods until the Great Song was ended.

The Four Celestials then went on to create new realms.

Departing the war-torn Dawn World, now thrust into the cycle of chilling winter’s death and spring’s tenacious rebirth, the Celestials went forth to devise realms of their imagination. For the four Celestials of the Osiarch who would bring forth the Cosmos, it was a long period of fertile progeneration, for although different in form and function from the Dawn World, they wished Skyriver to have a similarity of strength.

The four Seed Pods burst open after the Great Song ends, and the Foundation Stone triggers the Seed Pods to incubate and hatch. From the four seed pods, hundreds of thousands of small seeds emerge.

The Cosmic Eggs of the Osiarch had been secured inside a Foundation Stone placedat the center of their vast expanse known then only as the Cosmos. Now with the final notes of the Great Song, the Foundation Stone triggered the incubation and hatching of the Seed Pods as they burst open with hundreds of thousands of smaller seeds containing the elements that dispersed and formed into a new type of realm—one of many earths and satellites and suns.

One of these seeds came from beings known as Starbirds. They are meant to bring light into the void.

Out of the sun-seeds came the Starbirds, called also Firebirds and Sun Dragons, what had been known as the Phoenix on Erets; they were the beloved wild beings of the Supreme Master who were called forth to light up the void. A myriad of myriads in dazzling patterns swarmed out of the proto-galactic epicenter to bring boundless incandescence, warmth, and growth for the innumerable germinating suns that came to swirl around them.

Another of the seeds came to create the Firedrakes. These would then act as the core of the planets.

Out of the earth-seeds came their dancing counterparts, the Firedrakes, to inhabit the cores of the many-hued, polychromatic planets and some of their otherworldly satellites—inner-light bonding with the cynosure of outer-light, generating and incubating the seeds that brought forth and cherished life.

Four basic elements were derived from Firedrakes.

As the parents of the Elementals took their place, so came their children, the Fire Elementas, or Pyrdrakons; the Water Elementals, or Hydresians; the Earth Elementals, or Ersetians; and the Air Elementals, or Ruakians; all embodying what wondrous forms they would, occupied in perfect harmony with one another and the Whills. Rarely encountered even in the Earliest Days, Elementals were regarded as the Spirits of the Planets and Stars

As the work of the Starbirds and Firedrakes is done, the four Seed Pods are now solidified into golden planets orbiting the Colonies and are currently known as Aur Diamonds, while the Foundation Stone has been split into two parts, one becoming the Source of Life, the other hidden in an unknown red planet.

Their work complete, the original Seed Pods hardened into golden, planet-sized crystals that now orbit within the Colonies and are today known as the Aur Diamonds, while the Foundation Stone itself was split into two parts. The larger grew into a Sacred World that remained at the heart of the galaxy as a wellspring of life, and there it would be hidden and safeguarded; the smaller shrunk and was kept secret on a nondescript red planet.1

The Four Osiarchs went on to set up four key positions such as the Quantum Machines, which are the biocosmic devices that hold the fabric of the cosmos together.

The four Osiarch then placed in key positions the four Quantum Machines, biocosmic devices of great power that served as an inaugural tessellation to hold together the fabric of reality for the Cosmos, one of several steps that Celestials of other large realms failed to do.

Other devices such as the Sunnesine, Orbitae, Quantum Satis and Fāta Māchina were also created. All of these devices serve a role similar to that of the Quantum Machine.

The four Osiarch then placed in key positions the four Quantum Machines, biocosmic devices of great power that served as an inaugural tessellation to hold together the fabric of reality for the Cosmos, one of several steps that Celestials of other large realms failed to do. Sunnesine, or the Sunshine Machine, was secured on Tropicant; it first fueled the suns, which symbiotically fed the Sun Dragons, who in turn nourish the suns; Orbitae, or the Orbit Machine, in the Spinstones, begot and helped maintain the alignment and stable orbits of the stars, planets, and moons; Quantum Satis, or the Quantum Pump, on Magmar, filled the galaxy with aether and particulate matter, luminiferous ether being the medium for the propagation of light, electromagnetic, and gravitational forces; the Fāta Māchina, or the Fate Machine, on Samarra in the Deep Core, opened the passage for the numinous flow of microscopic organelles, those misunderstood communicants known as Midichlorians, enabling life to flourish in harmonious affinity with their symbionts, the Whills, with whom they danced in rapture the complex movement of love, spreading out from the epicenter as living flames of the Imperishable Fire to continually find purchase in all that had life! And so, all life would always have a connection to its Lifegiver and each other, and into every living form they found purchase, drawn to those with greater gifts in greater need of their voices.

After creating such devices. The four Orsiach and three of Valdilar created seven dwarf galaxies.

The four Osiarch and three of the Valdilar also prepared the seven dwarf galaxies as companions to the mighty Cosmos. Their names are forgotten and are known now only by their modern designations, but in ancient times they were called:

Jinnorseel, or “Doorways;” it is known as the Rishi Maze and Companion Aurek.
Pûrgrothiá, translated as “Firefist;” this was later designated Companion Besh.
Yammsara, the “Sea of Sustenance.” Later it became Yammsoro, the “Sea of Atonement;” it is now identified as Companion Cresh.
Aelios, translated as “Dawnrider;” it is at present regarded as Companion Dorn.
Massula, translated as “Guardian,” is currently known as Companion Esk.
Amhranair, translated as the “Single Song,” is now termed Companion Forn.
Mystērii, translated as the “Unknown,” is presently called Companion Grek.

The four Orsiachs are named. Lluxos was the main one who led the four. The other three were Marutz, Xurz, and Wutzek. They called their new realm as Skyriver.

At last, the Osiarch had a vast universe of their own. Lluxos was Chief amongst the Osiarch of that realm. He was called in their tongue “Earth-worker,” for the organisms he shaped were an encomium to the fauna and flora they’d adored in the Plane of Erets so long ago, and there was no end to the derivations they could fashion from them. Besides Lluxos, there were Marutz, Xurz, and Wutzek. These appeared as glowing conglomerations of pastel sapphirine and silvery globes, winged, and with the faces of birds, beasts, and men.

Together, they christened their realm Samûnaru, or “Skyriver,” as it is now known, and were joined by other Celestials called the Valdilar to aid in bringing forth the lifeforms that would populate it.

They would create new life of all kinds. They would even create a group of beings. They are known as the Firstborn. The Firstborn are endowed with a sensitivity to the Force and are even destined to replace the Celestials.

Circean in intrigue, diverting, and wondrous were the forms they created: the marvelous protista, the peculiar monera, the alluring and myriad flora, the remarkable spongia and minerale; but it was perhaps the multitude of fauna that offered the greatest and most fervent of Sybaritic joys. So intrigued were the Celestials by these that they would later shape sapients just like them, bringing forth new races that resembled those lifeforms large and small that now populated the lands and the seas above and below with numerous and variant concordances based upon the neoteric protoplast of the races of Erets. Once complete, the remaining Valdilar settled the Sacred Worlds. Soon they would manifest as guides and caretakers in forms both luminous and incarnate.

The time had come to prepare the Firstborn, who would serve as champions and guides for their own offspring, the lifeforms they would bring into being. Many were the enigmatic and Force-endowed gifts bestowed upon the First Ones of the Celestials; they ranged from the power to create marvels of archaean form, to shaping matter with hands and minds, to aggregating elements for the building of worlds, and all were designed in love as beings of grace, for they were to one day take the place of the Celestials, who it was said would not always remain, for they would one day be recalled to the Dawn World and its ancient stars, destined for unknown tasks.

The Firstborn are composed of eighty different species.

The Firstborn were comprised of the breathtaking Duinuogwuin; the extraordinary A’qavish-qerach; the remarkable Sephi; the shining Kwoth; the brilliant Gree; the modest Sharu; the valiant Mu-Abin; the advanced Q’rel; the magnificent Alashan; the solemn Ahra Naffi; the humble Kalai; the astonishing Killik; the awe-inspiring Tempestro; the patient Neti; the spiritual Aing-Tii; the wise Sunesi; the graceful Oswaft; the elegant Zendar; the vigorous Cathar; the energetic Sholam; the thoughtful Pelgrin; the compassionate Pa Tho; the gentle Asmerukii; the adventurous Kharubdian; the creative Xaxax; the scholarly Eellayin; the spirited Osserians; the sagacious Krevaaki; the innovative El’gusclar-fal’Mörtilspí; the peace-loving Caamasi; the inquiring Siniteen; the reverent Asogian; the visionary Hysalrian; the shrewd Dur Sabon; the crafty Celegian; the joyful Javan; the portentous Arrak; the ardent Arbran; the scopic Sicmoo; the faithful Xaczhick; the serene Tchuukthai; the daring Demmeonite; the boundless UrSkek; the brilliant Muun; the enlightened Zeffonian; the adamant Eruthros; the trustworthy Talortai; the glorious Urey’la; the sensible Sumrian; the discreet K’kybak; the cerebral Pan-preneur; the mysterial Dranconian; the intrepid Altrusian; the perceptive Pulrista; the noble Filar; the inspiring Gaoul; the soulful Ka’aa; the amiable Kumumgah; the idiosyncratic Mloki; the beneficent Tor-Ohnahmi; and others besides—eighty in all who made up the Elder Races, hale and wise, as the Celestials passed on to them wisdom, justice, power and love, and worlds in which to thrive.

The Firstborns are tasked with creating new life forms. One of them can create glorious cities with ease.

The Celestials taught their offspring all they knew for the preparation of worlds for the new lifeforms to come. To aid in the development and expansion of the galaxy, the A’qavish-qerach, later known as the Lucent and Arachnitects, fashioned the Titans. But the raising of arabesque conurbations and magniloquent cities required no slaves nor yoke of hardship even, for the Precursors had such gifts then, leaving them free to focus on the art and architecture that suited their individual tastes.

The Firstborns went on to create countless species. They even created new species that could survive in the most inhospitable environments.

Propaedeutics began for the Precursors, and the galaxy soon came to be filled with a multifarious assemblage of beings who were as beloved children to the Firstborn and scions to the Celestials

Simian, felid, feliform, canid, caniform, mustelid, ursid, viverrid, avian, saurian, ungulate, and humanoid forms came to be, along with a mélange of ichthyoids, arthropods, and botanical races, to name but a few. Besides those based on already-existing shapes, new forms were invented that had never before been seen, inhabitants designed for the most inhospitable of world

Wutzek, one of the four architects of Skyriver, went on to create beings that were meant to be flawless in contrast to humanity. These beings are Tilotny, Horliss-Horliss, Cold Danda Sine, and finally, Splendid Ap. These four are more akin to Celestials rather than being Firstborn.

Of the four architects of Skyriver, Wutzek had been the most aggrieved by the actions of his treacherous cognates on the Dawn World. And of the Humans, he felt unwavering contempt, for they so readily fell prey to their deceptions. So he sought to fashion beings who would never falter but who would use their power to wisely direct the inhabitants of this new dimension.

Nebulous as swirls and splashes of color were his four offspring, alive with great untapped power, beautiful beyond imagining, and unique; but born as they were out of Wutzek’s conflicting states, each took on some part of his disharmony and so required the others to remain in fragile balance. Thus, he named each after that which impelled their creation, and in so doing were they awoken.

The first was named Tilotny, which in the tongue of the Celestials meant speech, art, and pride. The second was called Horliss-Horliss, a derivation of one who is outside, timeless, and emancipating. The third was Cold Danda Sine, which denoted fiery dynamism and spirited passion as epitomized by the mystery and excitement of massless energy. Last but not least was Splendid Ap, a name belonging to the diagnostic principles of time, motion, and space.

Now that they’d been birthed, Wutzek felt a terrible pang of remorse. Whereas the Firstborn had been celebrated upon their nascency, these were born in secret, veiled in shadow, and they were not as the Firstborn but were more akin to the Celestials.

This is where I would end. I would say this. The lore of Supernatural Encounters is the most insane shit I have ever come across. There's a whole lot of interesting info.

Claudio Swiss · Feb 4, 2024

so what are the top 10 most impressive feats in legends AP wise and Speed wise

SupremeZaarin · Feb 5, 2024

Claudio Swiss said:
so what are the top 10 most impressive feats in legends AP wise and Speed wise

There are some extremely impressive feats.

Regarding AP

Shadows of Mindor Luke linking to every star in the universe, increasing their brightness.
Darth Sidious' Force storms capable of destruction of everything in sight.
Dorsk 81 pushes several ISDs through the system with the help of several Jedi Padawans.
Naga Sadow blowing up stars.
Vitiate consuming the galaxy.

Regarding Speed

There's Anakin Skywalker. He reacts in hyperspace to stop a Venator-class SD at a specific location.
Obi-Wan Kenobi blocking every single blaster bolt that is fired by 10,000 droids coming from every direction.
Various Sith Spirits are casually on the move across the galaxy.
Exar Kun fast enough to kill a Sith Spirit, Freedon Nadd.
Empatojayos Brand being fast enough to block Palpatine's spirit from going into Anakin Solo's body.

King of time · Feb 10, 2024

@Papa Nier Can Jedi time travel

SupremeZaarin · Feb 10, 2024

King of war said:
@Papa Nier Can Jedi time travel

There's Flow walking which does that.

In general, time traveling is something that the Force actively prevents.

“I hope I’m ready for this,” Tahiri said. Over the suit comm, her voice sounded brittle and uncertain. “Maybe my first flow-walk shouldn’t have been into the middle of a battle.”

Jacen knew it was not the battle that made Tahiri nervous, but he saw no advantage in forcing her to admit it. “We’ll be fine,” he said. “We’re ghosts here. Even if a Yuuzhan Vong sees us, he can’t do us harm.”

“It’s us doing harm that worries me,” Tahiri replied. “What if we change something we shouldn’t—something that alters the present?”

“That’s unlikely.” Actually, Jacen should have said impossible. Any change they made in the past would be corrected by the Force, and the flow would return to its present course. But he did not explain that to Tahiri. He needed her to believe they were taking a small but terrible chance, risking temporal catastrophe to deal with her unresolved grief. “I won’t let you do anything wrong. Just relax.”

Here's an actual thing of it happening.

“Jacen investigated the Crash,” Leia said. “He saw you pull Welk and Lomi out of the flames.”

The Unu fell deathly quiet, and Raynar’s gaze swung to Leia. “Saw us?” “Through the Force,” she clarified.

“Yes—we remember.” Raynar nodded and closed his eyes. “He was there…on the bridge…for just a moment.”

“You saw Jacen?” Han gasped.

“That’s impossible,” Leia said. “He would have had to reach across time —”

“We saw Jacen. He gave us the strength to continue…to pull them…” Suddenly Raynar stopped and turned toward the center of the nursery. “Where is Lomi?”

It is similar to how death works in Star Wars. Death is something that is fixed in space and time as it is determined by the Force itself.

The dispersal of midi-chlorians at the moment of physical death was, for lack of a better term, inexorable. Analogous to his fated confrontation with the Woebegone crew, the moment of death appeared to be somehow fixed in space and time. According to his Sith education, since Captain Lah and the others had been in some sense dead from the moment Plagueis’s gaze had alighted on the freighter, it followed that the midi-chlorians that resided in alleged symbiosis with them must have been preparing to be subsumed into the reservoir of life energy that was the Force long before Plagueis had stowed away. His attempts to save them—to prolong that state of symbiosis—were comparable to using a sponge to dam a raging river.

Only the Sith understood that sentient life was on the verge of a transformative leap; that through the manipulation of midi-chlorians—or the overthrow of the Forceful group that supervised them—the divide between organic life and the Force could be bridged, and death could be erased from the continuum.

You need to deal with the Force for that to happen or that the Force just allows it to happen.

Crimson Dragoon · Feb 18, 2024

Confirmation that the asteroids Han flew through are made of nickel-iron:

From Tales of the Bounty Hunters

Same asteroids that were being destroyed by the ISD’s trench guns in ESB

Papa Nier · Feb 28, 2024

Luke Skywalker has a natural ability to learn how to use a lightsaber and his swings are compared to that of ten or twenty at once.

Luke without his sight deflecting arrows and blaster bolts.

Luke is said to be the very essence of the Jedi, one of the highest order, and the greatest Jedi in the galaxy.

A Jedi Master would be astonished of Luke's learning abilities and was compared to everyone in his Jedi Academy even if he fought with with only his weak hand.

Ben Skywalker notes that his father, Luke Skywalker is the greatest sword wielder in the galaxy.

Luke knows at least 20 different forms of martial arts trained on different worlds and has demonstrated great precision when throwing his lightsaber to the point of controlling its exact direction and target.

Luke can battle Lomi Plo despite her being invisible and battled Welk despite being tired and assaulted by the hive to the point of his movements being seen in slow motion. Lomi Plo also drained energy from Luke's lightsabers and Luke was still able to disarm Welk and win.

Luke was stated to be an equal to ROTJ Vader.

Anakin was labeled the greatest Jedi in every aspect and is compared to Jedi Elders in having more experience than them just as a Padawan. As Vader before his transformation, Palpatine even complimented Anakin as being the most skilled Sith in history.

Darth Vader is proficient in all combat styles to the point of adapting to foes rapidly switching theirs and with little difficulty best opponents that trained in every form of hand to hand.

Darth Vader can battle Starkiller's clone for hours and not take a single hit and is considered by him to have an impenetrable defense.

Vader as Anakin was compared to a droid programmed to counter all strategies of their opponent and fought battle droids that possessed knowledge of hundreds of swordmasters and dozens of fighting styles just for sparring.

Palpatine declares Darth Vader of being the greatest Jedi killer of all time.

Nick Gillard's rankings of lightsaber skill from 1 to 10 is based on the Richter scale.

Before becoming Darth Vader, Anakin was ranked next to Yoda and Sidious at a 9 each. Kenobi and Mace being an 8, though Mace was bordering on a 9.

Count Dooku was also stated to be one of the best duelists in the Jedi Order and only matched by Yoda and Mace in combat.

Count Dooku also superior and the mentor to General Grievous. Grievous can battle several Jedi Masters at once and is capable of daptaing to any form of lightsaber combat, this includes Mace's Form VII that requires masteries of multiple other forms.

Anakin defeats Count Dooku

Yoda is labeled as the most experienced and skilled of the Jedi Order's Masters and has mastered all forms of lightsaber combat there is.

Palpatine has also mastered all forms, gas easily bested all of Mace's Strike Force that also consisted of the most skilled Jedi the Jedi Order has ever produced.

Palpatine alongside Darth Plagueis defeated hundreds of a plant's best warriors using nothing but pikes.

Mace Windu defeated Palpatine in a duel.

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Papa Nier · Feb 28, 2024

Lightsabers itself are pure energy.

The lightsaber contains a connection to the Living Force and acts as an extension of the wielder through it. Sith's use synthetic/artificial crystals. The red color is due to their artificial creation.

Require intensive training and enhanced senses to wield a lightsaber correctly.

Papa Nier · Feb 28, 2024

Luke can push through having several splinters, described as red-hot metal, both cut and stabbed into his left arm and side.

Luke deflected The Hidden One's Force Lightning immediately despite being slammed into a pillar.

Luke pushing through having C'baoth's Force Lightning burning his muscles and even endured Force Lightning from multiple Nightsisters at once.

Luke defeating Darth Caedus/Jacen Solo while venom was being pumped into him and his knee was failing him.

Luke battling Kueller despite taking an explosion that blew up and disintegrated his X-Wing and left his skin burnt and several broken bones.

Luke battling Abeloth despite being burnt by magma and having his chest described to be "searing ache around a fist-sized scorch hole" while his Force Essence was leaking from dozens of smaller wounds across his body.

Luke was stated of deflecting blaster bolts indefinitely.

Luke could keep himself going for days at a time despite being deprived of food, water, other bodily demands and his everyday senses.

Luke can stay in Beyond Shadows for weeks in a half dead state. Time works differently, though it's stated that time is nonexistent and impossible to keep track of real time.

Papa Nier · Feb 28, 2024

Before creation had come into being, inside the primal unduality of existence, The Father of Lights sung forth the first notes of a song. And from the source of light and life blossomed the Force, permeating all existence as time began its desultory flow.

The Force is everything, and everything is the Force.

Within it's metaphysical, natural and spiritual nature, duality does not exist.

All is one and one is all. "Light and Dark" are no more than nomenclature: words that describe how little one understands.

The Force is above those words, and concepts.

It is infinite. Existing as a thing both within and without, limitless and sublime, and wholly beyond comprehension.

All aspects of the universe are contained with the Force. It may be a non-sentient energy field, the sum of all creation. It may be an eternal entity, knowing and unknowable. It may be both of these and more; it may be something else entirely.

All interpretations of The Force that are made are fundamentally and ultimately distinct from The Force, as beings upon interpreting the Force create separate conceptions from the Force that are not the Force, which includes every single conception of it, including thought itself.

Call it the Universe, or the Force, or Existence: those are only words. They are half-truths. They are lies. The truth is always greater than the words we use to describe it.

Throughout time, it's been conceptualized by many names. The Unity, the Way, the Power, and Magic. But none reflect its true nature, which defies explanation.

The Force exists within a higher plane, transcending space and time; flowing through the cause and effect of the past, present and future attributed to infinite possibilities.

Papa Nier · Feb 28, 2024

The Force extends throughout Hyperspace and Otherspace. Hyperspace is an alternate dimension that's only accessible through hyperdrive. However, every object in realspace leaves a mass shadow in Hyperspace and the smearing star effect is from actual stars smeared across space-time. While Hyperspace is an alternate space-time dimension, realspace (the normal universe) and Hyperspace correspond to each other.

Mass shadow/Legends

A mass shadow was the hyperspace signature of a large celestial body. Mass shadows could prevent hyperspace jumps, and could pull a ship out of hyperspace, should it venture too close. Because of their nature, mass shadows could threaten a ship with collision. Therefore, mass shadows were feared...

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Realspace/Legends

Realspace, known by the Vagaari as crawlspace and usually referred to simply as space by those living within it, referred to the known universe when viewed by an observer traveling at less than the speed of light. Filled almost entirely with vacuum, but containing stars, planets, and other...

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Boba had to agree. Hyperspace looked like a clumsy child's drawing of a universe, a first draft. "Those streaks are stars?" Garr asked. "Stars smeared across space-time," said Boba. "When we drop out of hyperspace, they will look more like stars." "Like the orange one?" Boba looked up from his book Operational Starfighters. He had been watching the tiny, flickering orange star for days, almost lost amid the smears. "It's not a star," Boba said to Garr. "If it's not a streak, that means it's matching our speed exactly. - Star Wars: Boba Fett #2: Crossfire

Flow-walking is a Force power used by the Aing-Tii monks. They use this power to see into the future, and it can possibly alter time to some extent.

It's an empty promise, Ben. Full of hopes and wishes, but in the end, it's just ashes and disillusionment. Yes, you can see those who have died, but you can't change what happens to them. And yes, you can see the future—even alter it to a small degree if you're skilled enough—but you can't be sure you're doing the right thing. The very wanting that is prompting you to do this is what's started many down the path to the dark side. - Fate of the Jedi: Omen

Darth Vader feels the fabric of the Force tear in Hyperspace, which is consistent with Obi-Wan detecting the deaths of millions of Alderaanians light-years away in Hyperspace. Detecting such phenomena with the Force is easier in realspace than Hyperspace.

Vader had felt the fabric of the Force tear even in hyperspace. Some vast and terrible event had taken place. When they'd dropped below lightspeed, it had taken but a few seconds for his sensor crew to determine the cause of that event. The prison planet of Despayre was no more. - Star Wars: Death Star

Hyperspace is frequently described as having more than 4/phobespace dimensions and contains tachyonic matter.

Darth Vader stood on the bridge of his warship, staring out through the forward viewport at the kaleidoscopic chaos of hyperspace. The effect, even moving at the relatively stately speed of a Star Destroyer, was akin to tumbling down an endless tunnel of amorphous, whirling patterns of light-starlight and nebulae smeared into impressionistic blotches by the ship's superluminal speed. He knew that even experienced spacers and navy personnel often hesitated to look out at it. Standard operating procedure was to keep the thick slabs of transparisteel opaqued while traveling through the higher-dimensional universe. There was something profoundly wrong about hyperspace, composed as it was of more than the three spatial and one temporal dimensions that most sentient species were used to. - Star Wars: Death Star

The viewports were opaqued, there being nothing to see but a kind of impressionistic fuzzy strangeness. Memah had tried looking out into the higher-dimensional realm early in the voyage, and had quickly realized that the resulting headache and nausea were not to her liking. - Star Wars: Death Star

He knew that hypermatter existed only in hyperspace, that it was composed of tachyonic particles, and that charged tachyons, when constrained by the lower dimensions of realspace, produced near-limitless energy. How this "null-point energy" had become unstable he didn't know. - Star Wars: Death Star

"Come on, boss," she said. "You know the stats as well as I do. If we try to stuff five hundred civilians who haven't had the training or the acclimation to phobespace dimensions into things like this, the minders will have them coming out their ears. We overload the med section, the civilians don't do the work . . . there is no upside." - Star Wars: Death Star

The Rakata developed primitive technology and the Star Forge by applying the mechanics of the Force to their technology. The Force-powered Kwa also created a network of Infinity Gates to teleport through space.

Their natural Force-sensitivity [perhaps even their predisposition toward the dark side) allows them to make machines that operate in the same way. Rakatan Force-drives give power to skipships that hopscotch between worlds rich in life, leading to an empire with a spotty, patchwork appearance. The Rakata enslave all they find and alter the ecosystems of world s such as Tatooine, Kashyyyk, and Vagar Praxut. - Star Wars: The Unknown Regions

Due to sabotage to the hyperdrive, the Harbinger travels 5000 years into the future by entering Hyperspace.

Their natural Force-sensitivity [perhaps even their predisposition toward the dark side) allows them to make machines that operate in the same way. Rakatan Force-drives give power to skipships that hopscotch between worlds rich in life, leading to an empire with a spotty, patchwork appearance. The Rakata enslave all they find and alter the ecosystems of world s such as Tatooine, Kashyyyk, and Vagar Praxut. - Star Wars Crosscurrent

He had traveled five thousand years into the future to have his life hang on the thread of the single moment they would spend in hyperspace. He flashed on the wild trajectory of the escape pod when it'd been caught in Harbinger's wake, the sickening twists and turns of the misjump. - Star Wars Crosscurrent

C-3PO travels into some random starless void due to a hyperspace malfunction. It's stated that the subsequent rift was formed by traveling without antimatter, but they entered the starless void through Hyperspace itself.

When Barriss Offee used the Bota to achieve a form of Oneness with the Force, she was capable of sensing beyond three, even four dimensions, and understood that the universe was of an entire piece, each part connected to all the others, webbed together by vibrating strands of the Force that stretched through dimensions utterly beyond the ken of her senses.

The Force planet Mortis exists outside of time and has to be accessed by a monolith that acts as a form of portal. Rex states that Anakin, Ahsoka and Obi-Wan were only gone for a brief moment after the events of their time on Mortis.

THE FATHER: Ah. My son, I suspect. We can take many forms. The shapes we embody are merely a reflection of the life force around us. You carry a great sadness in your heart. My children and I can manipulate the force like no other, therefore, it was necessary to withdraw from the temporal world and live here as anchorites.

REX: General Skywalker, come in!
ANAKIN: We read you, Rex. Can you hear me?
REX: Yes, sir, standing by. We were worried. You were off the scopes there for a moment.
ANAKIN: A moment? We've been gone more than a moment, Rex.
REX: Sir, I don't understand. You'll need to explain.
ANAKIN: You wouldn't believe me if I told you. We're coming in now.

The only thing in Star Wars that's non-native to the Force is Waru, who comes from a completely different universe where the Anti-Force exists in its place.

Waru

Waru was a trans-dimensional being hailing from a universe parallel to the galaxy's own. His species differed from those known to New Republic databases. Waru was considered a healer by many, due to his ability to treat injuries utilizing his own body. Physically, Waru was predominantly...

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Unlike Force-sensitives, who wield the Force through Midi-chlorians, Force wielders represent entire aspects of the Force. The Son and The Daughter are physical manifestations of the dark side and light side of the Force, respectively, while The Father maintains their cosmic balance.

Xendor told me he once journeyed to a dead world where the Force was worshiped as a triad of divine beings. The Daughter was the Light Side. The Son was the Dark Side. And the Father? The Father was the Force itself, perhaps. - The Essential Guide to Warfare

THE FATHER: It is only here that I can control them. A family in balance—the light and the dark. Day with night. Destruction replaced by creation

OBI-WAN: And what exactly are you?
THE DAUGHTER: We are the ones who guard the power. We are the middle, the beginning, and the end.

They aren't just avatars of The Force, they represent it on a universal scale.

THE FATHER: There are some who would like to exploit our power. The sith are but one. Too much dark or light would be the undoing of life as you understand it. When news reached me that the chosen one had been found, I needed to see for myself.
THE FATHER: It's true, what they say. You are the Chosen One. Join me. Together we can change the balance of the universe, my friend.
THE FATHER: Aligned, you and I can restore balance wherever we go. Peace to the universe.
THE FATHER: As the balance in this world crumbles, so shall war escalate in your galaxy. As my son has descended into the dark side, so have the Sith gained strength.

The Ones' death will destroy Mortis, which is a Force conduit on a universal scale.

QUI-GON (Force-Spirit): Unlike any other. A conduit through which the entire Force of the universe flows.

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Like most forms of energy, the Force can be manipulated, and it is the knowledge and predisposition to do so that empowers the Jedi Knights and the Sith.

This is because the Force is accessible to all living beings through the presence of midi-chlorians in their cells. Midi-chlorians are microscopic life forms that reside inside living cells.

The more midi-chlorians inhabiting a being's cells, the more the being is able to connect to the Force.

These midi-chlorians also appear to possess a single unified consciousness linked through the Pneuma and can be influenced by the host's mental state.

A common misconception held is that midi-chlorians were Force-carrying particles when in fact they functioned more as translators, interlocutors of the will of the Force.

Force-Energy is simply required for life and midi-chlorians are its biological vector.

Some species are more attuned to the Force than others. To control the Force, one must be mindful of its three basic techniques. Control, which is the manipulation of one's internal Force strength. Sense, which is detection of the Force in external world. And Alter, which is manipulation of matter through the Force.

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Long ago, the Force had been interpreted into several unique aspects: the Cosmic Force, the Living Force, the Unifying Force, the Physical Force, the Dark, and much more.

The Cosmic Force, also known as the Pneuma is the Jedi's understanding of the Supreme Maker/the Father of Lights.

The Pneuma is the set of all conceptualizations in any mortal mind; connected to a collective unconscious.

The Cosmic Force is a "unifying gestalt", a metaphysical vision of the entire galactic whirlpool and the threads that comprise all of reality.

Midi-chlorians, which were birth from the Wellspring of Life, are the foundation of what connects the Living Force and the Cosmic Force.

All energy from the Living Force passes into the Cosmic Force. This includes not only the energy of the Living Force at a particular point in time, but the energy of all things that have ever lived in the galaxy. It transcends normal conceptions of time and space; connecting to what is, what was, and what has yet to come.

It is identified as fate, for beings with limited understanding of the Cosmic Force.

The Living Force, also known as the Anima is generated by living beings. It allows Jedi to connect with the plants and animals that inhabit the world around them.

It is the energy of all things that have ever lived. The Living Force is raw and close at hand. It is the life energy tingling around them as they pass among plants and animals in a walk through the jungle. When begins die, it is sensed through the Living Force.

All tangible Force abilities are techniques from the Living Force. Jedi who believe in the tenets of the Living Force rely on their instincts and become attuned to the living things around them. They are mindful of the future and what might result from their current actions, but they remain focused on the present instead of allowing anxieties about the past and future to cloud their awareness.

Once a living being dies, all is removed. Life passes through the Living Force into the Cosmic Force and becomes one with it. One powers the other. One is renewed by the other.

Abilities of the Body are drawn from the Living Force, emanating from the very cells and affecting the physical structures of others.

Through the Living Force, certain Jedi are able to retain their identities after death, manifesting as Force spirits while still becoming one with the Force.

The Unifying Force, also known as the Aperion is a vast cosmic power. It is the stars and galaxies, the rippling surface of space and time. It is this voice that whispers destiny, allowing a Jedi to walk in the past or see the future, leaving their body behind.

It teaches that the Force is a single power and has neither light side nor a dark side. The Unifying Force has no sides and does not take sides, treating all living creatures equally. This view has been supported by the likes of Vergere and Emperor Palpatine. Those who follow the Unifying Force tend to keep their eyes on the future and possibilities, leading them to act in ways to fulfill a destiny instead of focusing on the here and now, like those who follow the Living Force.

Through this, a Jedi can sense the past and the future. Thus, precognition is an aspect of the Unifying Force. Jedi who studied the Unifying Force understood that the future was constantly in motion, but sought to understand this motion and develop a sense of their place within it.

Abilities of the Mind are also drawn from the Unifying Force. These operate on a different plane than the physical, they exist in the realm of thought and memory, allowing to induce their targets with visions of infinity.

The Unifying Force dictates all physical phenomena; all of matter, all of gravity, all of electromagnetism, encompassing all of space and time, and much more.

The Physical Force is the facet of the Force that allows a Jedi to manipulate objects around them. Abilities from the Alter techniques are drawn from the Physical Force.

It was possible to alter the Physical Force, merging items and objects into something entirely new. This facet complemented the Living Force and the Unifying Force. Jedi would learn to channel the power of the Physical Force for a more effective defense.

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The Dark is oblivion; absolute nothingness. It is final, perpetual, ineluctable nonexistence. An abstraction that embodies the eventual end of all things. When compared to the Dark, all of existence is an illusion.

Force Misconceptions: The Dark

To continue onto another subject of the Force, the topic at hand is the Dark.Spoiler Alert: This article contains spoilers to Yoda: Dark Rendezvous, R

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More stuff from Supernatural Encounters which I find interesting.

The very first creation to have ever existed are four type of Celestials.

the shining ones, luminous and wise, encompassed of those four living creatures unknown to most, the Kerubîm, Ophannīm, Serafîm, and Mal’akim Celestials

Nakhash was a part of the very first creation, the very first celestials. He is the very first one to oppose the song that the Father of Lights had created.

Discordant notes entered at this time, produced by those who coveted the Dawn World, for the fear of lost glory had come to poison their hearts; and as thoughts of domination arose, so too a deep Shadow began to occlude the face of the deep, borne of those luminous stars who opposed the composition blossoming before and around them and especially on the Plane of Erets.

They are also called as the Luminous Ones and are gifted with Love, Justice, Power, and Wisdom who are then tasked to help the universe.

The Luminous Ones were yet incomplete, for the Maker had an endowment to bestow upon them of inestimable worth. So it came about that while gathered there before the warming light of the Eternal, the Celestials were given the gift and came to fully comprehend Love, Justice, Power, and Wisdom and were thereby tasked to learn of the universe they would help germinate and configure. Free to roam and frolic, many amongst the Celestials descended to the Plane of Erets, and there they formed themselves into harmonic shapes—Feline, Avian, Bovine, and Human—that dwelt then in peace.

Nakhash caused the Plane of Erets to descend into senseless warfare. As he prefers to create his own song as opposed to following the song that the Father of Light had created.

There is much that occurred in the early days of the tiny movers who dwelt upon the Dawn World in the Primary Dimension that does not come into this account, save that with the coming of the younger race, the final song was nearing its conclusion. And from the discordant notes and the terrible shade that it cast would come the long war that is now known in all lands across the shimmering universe, that most ancient of wars between the Darkness and the Light, between the predator-beasts of Bogan and the protector-beasts of Ashla, the war that first crashed like foaming seas on barren plains to engulf the tiny movers of Erets… amongst whom it still rages, though not for all time.

The rest of the Celestials are powerless to stop Nakhash from his onslaught. They believe that the restoration of the Plane of Erets is something that lies in the far distant future.

The Celestials did all they could to provide succor for the innocent, all the while grieving the ruination that had been wrought, for their original purpose had been thwarted, and though restoration was prepared, it was known to be far into the future.

Nakhash would have reached to all realms and times.

Furthermore, they were warned aforetime that the Shadow would find its way into all realms and times.

The Celestials chose to flee from Nakhash, even though they had the power to create universes. It should be noted that the main Star Wars universe that we know of is the Skyriver universe.

Departing the war-torn Dawn World, now thrust into the cycle of chilling winter’s death and spring’s tenacious rebirth, the Celestials went forth to devise realms of their imagination. For the four Celestials of the Osiarch who would bring forth the Cosmos, it was a long period of fertile progeneration, for although different in form and function from the Dawn World, they wished Skyriver to have a similarity of strength.

So Nakhash is someone who is powerful enough to drive out all the celestials who can create universes.

Also, the Disney Canon universe is actually known as the Echo Dimension or is being named as the Hyperion.

“Some… through portals. The largest of these is an analogue of Skyriver that is known by its caretakers as Hyperion, the cognomen given to the Echo Dimension. It was first fashioned by one of the Architects who also crafted Apeiron, which is the Infinity Realm, formed to test out temporal turbulences in a containment of uncharted spheres that are, but are not, and yet are no more.”

Opposite its gates spanned the nascent parallel dimension that Splendid Ap had created known as Hyperion. A place of uncertainty as immense as Skyriver, Typhojem would keep this realm for later. He could feel that the Dark Ones and some of their offspring had found their way there already but were yet hidden from the Celestials.

Disney Canon in this new edition of the book is still considered as "hollow and sterile, a pale and broken imitation of a far greater realm…" Which is still hilarious. :lul

“You are the being with whom I spoke earlier,” Ap stated.

“I am Hidden Pithem,” the being replied. “When first you created Hyperion, I came about, as did my wicked sibling, along with.”

“If I might interject,” the protocol droid interrupted, “according to Mistress Mnemos, who knows a great deal about such things…” The astromech chirruped in annoyance. “Yes, I know you know things too, showoff! That is not the point! From what we have been made to understand, our galaxy was brought about by the extradimensional Celestials. If I interpret you correctly, you are telling us that you made a second galaxy… That seems rather… foolhardy, if you don’t mind my saying.”

“There were some who felt similarly,” replied the offspring of Ap, “fearing it would disrupt the interwoven fabric of the first. But there were others who believed it might be made to serve a beneficial end, a demonstration of how the original patterns might manifest in different ways. So they arrived soon after to see what they could do with the Echo Dimension. Indeed, without their investment, it would have only ever been hollow and sterile, a pale and broken imitation of a far greater realm…”

Aside from the Hyperion, there's also the Apeiron which is known as the Infinity Realm or the Infinity Worlds.

The Apeiron are crafted by the Architects.

“Some… through portals. The largest of these is an analogue of Skyriver that is known by its caretakers as Hyperion, the cognomen given to the Echo Dimension. It was first fashioned by one of the Architects who also crafted Apeiron, which is the Infinity Realm, formed to test out temporal turbulences in a containment of uncharted spheres that are, but are not, and yet are no more.”

The Architects are the bedlam spirits who have chosen evil such as Tilotny or Cold Danda Sine.

That was when Horliss-Horliss came to see his father.

His appearance was as a satyricon mirage in a mushroom grove. “Formless spirit… Who and what are you?” Wutzek asked, admiring the wavy coloured forms that danced before him. It was a novelty, at least, even if probably just another phantasm of his mind’s making.

“Though your condition prevents you from recognizing me, know that I am your son, Horliss-Horliss.”

“Are you one of those they call the Architects?” the dimly-glowing, globular mass that was Wutzek asked ominously.

“Not all your offspring turned to the shadow. I am titled Avatar of the Hourless.”

For a long time Wutzek’s heart dwelt in disgrace for what he’d brought into the galaxy. When he was defeated by Typhojem, he thought, Here, at last, is the punishment due for my foolish course. Afterwards, he’d faced another Old One who brought about the start of yet another galactic war.

But he didn’t remember any of that now. When he suddenly appeared on Andowyne, summoned by some mysterious agency, he was in a fugue state and confined by some obstruse force to the dungeons of Angwyn.

Most thought the cruel vaults beneath the Royal Palace to be haunted by a Demon, and perhaps they weren’t far from the mark. He had come in touch with Chaos and was even now not far from it.

Cherlindrea had come to see him several times over the years, though he was not much improved and remained unable to recognize her. This visit would be her last.

“Who or whatever I am, set me free!” he raged in misery at his invisible bonds.

“You are no prisoner of mine,” she reminded him. “Whatever binds you here, only you can set yourself free of it. Can you still not remember anything?”

“No, but you claim to know me! Tell me now, am I a Demon or otherwise?”

“With the fall of so many of the Valdilar, there are none of us who know anyone anymore,” the Fairy Queen stated sadly. “What is the Father of the Architects if not a Demon? But perhaps I am wrong. It would not be the first time. From what I have gathered, you were summoned by Bavmorda during the Ritual of Oblivion, which was intended to sacrifice an innocent to bring forth a malevolent presence, but the spell went awry, and she instead sacrificed herself. Perhaps that brought a benevolent one instead. Twelve years have passed, and the Rite of Ascension is to begin. Things on Andowyne will at last be set right once the Sacred Princess has ascended. I feel as if there is a part for you to play in all of this, but I cannot discern yet what that might be. I will see you again after the ceremony. Perhaps Elora will also help you in restoring yourself.”

It turns out that events in time are supposed to be unchanging and infinite. This is supported by the existence of secondary realms. Attempting to overwhelm time, or to overwhelm reality itself, is considered impossible.

“That is a perspective born of limited understanding,” the Mind-Matrix stated. “Here is a better one: events that occur in time are immutable and infinite. A mechanism is in place by which the integrity of Skyriver is preserved by the creation of a secondary
realm. Though some will try, they cannot overcome time or dominate reality.”

Other realms have a much more relaxed set of time rules compared to the main SW universe.

“Why does time differ in the different realms?” Ap asked.

“In the Primary World, time is as an unyielding master. In the Sub-Realms, which touch the Dreamlands, the Cosmic Clock works more as a storyteller….”

Also, The Mind-matrix is the offspring of Splendid Ap. The same entity who is the keeper of the Cosmic Clock

"Welcome, Splendid Ap! I am the Mind-Matrix and Keeper of the Cosmic Clock,” said a resonant and disconcertingly familiar voice.

“Are you then… my offspring?” Ap asked as the cosmos swirled around him in ways that would have been stomach-churning for anyone else but was fascinating to him. He noted that the dozen strange guardians were no longer there.

“I am… related in a way. You came here to learn of events that you surmise might have already occurred, to see what role you played in them, and what you might yet learn by the creation of your Apeiron.” Constellations represented by beasts and geometric forms flashed by. Ap understood they held deeper significance but was concerned more with the implications of the invisible entity’s words.

On all the worlds of his creation, Splendid Ap would have the power to alter the laws of time at will. All of these worlds would become known as the Apeiron.

Splendid Ap went on to take over his new world. Later, he would nurture the curious product of the alien Monoliths. The containment sphere of his dimension would come to hold many more of his experimental worlds, places in which he would observe, learn, and occasionally interfere; worlds in which the standard laws of temporality were altered or suspended as he saw fit. It became the dimension known as Apeiron or the Infinity Realm.

The Apeiron does have limitless space.

“Has your Infinity Realm spawned?” queried Sine.

“It has no need… space is limitless.”

Pithem who was one of the offsprings of Splendid Ap was slowly mentally crushed by Typhojem who would have his entire consciousness spread throughout all of space-time.

Slowly but surely, Typhojem’s mental claws found purchase, breaking down Pithem’s crystasteel barriers and duramentium walls; he tried propping up new walls to replace those the Old One tore down, but it did not avail him much. The Great Priest would see the son of Splendid Ap break, his mind snuffed out, and in its place, his consciousness would dominate space and time in the everywhere that space-time existed!

The Apeiron was destroyed by both the Mind-Matrix and a thousand Cephalons. The nature of destruction is that they just simply will it out of existence.

Few besides the Mind-Matrix and the Cephalons understood what these odd dimensions truly were. Though they seemed tangible, Apeiron was made up of tenuous, uncompleted, partly substantial domains, which the Mind-Matrix now telepathically stitched together. Pithem then invisibly linked to the Cephalons.

Typhojem felt the link establish and nearly laughed. A thousand pathetic Cephalons are no match for one such as me! And he began to burn them, smiling at the sounds of their screams.

Then in response, Pithem said, “If you wish to be ruler of these worlds, you are welcome to them…” Together, in that moment, the Mind-Matrix and Cephalons pulled Hidden Pithem from that dimension while willing Apeiron—and Typhojem with it—out of existence!

The Infinity Worlds began to vanish.

Typhojem had survived being willed out of existence. Pithem remarked that it would not be long before Typhojem recovered.

Partly severing his hold on Pithem, Typhojem lunge from the dimension in the seconds before its immolation. He had endured, but he had not escaped unscathed. Injured, he withdrew to Drômencas.

Pithem knew it would not be long before he would return.

Oh yeah, Typhojem is actually the main Sith deity.

Typhojem/Pomojema

“The Left-Handed God” is a reference identifiable with Typhojem, the primary deity of the pure-blooded Sith race, who was said to have killed a god with his left hand.

After the old Apeiron was destroyed, there would be a new one.

“Never mind all of that,” snapped Tilotny. “I wish to rid this galaxy of our failures…” She waited for a snide remark from Cold Danda Sine that did not come. In truth, he had never before heard her acknowledge a mistake and was at a loss for words. “Do you wish them for your new Infinity Realm, or should we unmake them?”

“The new is merely a reversion of the old,” Ap clarified, “for though I permitted Apeiron to be destroyed, nothing brought into being is e’er truly lost. As for your so called failures, I have now taken them. They remain nescient of their conveyance to a cosmological surrogate. Your ascended races have had dealings with a plethora of beings, including several Humans as well as a number of your augmented servants. I have conveyed most of these as well…”

Celestials can destroy, remake, unite, and even split universes.

“However,” the Watcher continued, not paying her any mind, “I will concede that I have heard of at least two universes far beyond our own that contain incongruities that you might qualify as such… But the reasons for this are due to a lack of proper governance and balanced oversight. I have seen that the universes that are regularly breached have gone quite off the rails; some have been destroyed and un-destroyed, or recombined with their original, or irrevocably splintered due to imprudence and indifference… Not every Celestial is wise, competent, or even sane.”

Also, the Ones of Mortis are actually Celestials. So, to say that the Son and Daughter are going to fight which would result the universe being destroyed is something that is supported.

From the Wellspring of Balance, Elegast incarnated. He became known as Father.
From the Font of Power incarnated Eipha, who became Son.
From the Pool of Knowledge incarnated Niphal, who became Daughter.

Together, they christened their realm Samûnaru, or “Skyriver,” as it is now known, and were joined by other Celestials called the Valdilar to aid in bringing forth the lifeforms that would populate it.

“Then, let us join you,” Elegast declared. He was the first of three Valdilar that had joined the Osiarch in the shaping of Samûnaru. Eipha and Niphal were also present. “Together, we will seal the entity.”

This is where I end it. Yeah, this is highly impressive stuff.

SupremeZaarin · Mar 13, 2024

There are five types of Mechu-deru. The first allows the soul to be infused with any technological device. The second transfers the soul to a droid body. The third transfers the soul to a crystal. Fourth allows animate machines with only the Force. Fifth is transforming organic beings into technobeast.

Of those put to evil use, some were warped by ambitious Sith to bridge the gap between machine life and organic life, allowing for the control of complex technology by the alchemies of Mechu-deru.

Akin to technopathy and based on the mechu-fūnctum incantation, Mechu-deru (“Command Machine”) became a specialty amongst a certain class of Sith, allowing them to manipulate technology and machines by means of the Force. Developments of the craft brought about the following techniques that even non-Sith came to use:

Mechu-deru Mortis: a variation of krimpfrûm and itsu-ashmûd, the spell would transfer one’s spirit into a computer or technological device; this is akin to the Kathol Lifewell, Ssi-Ruuvi Entechment, and Callista Ming’s transferal into the Eye of Palpatine.

Mechu-deru Animae: similar to Mechu-deru Mortis, this is the transference of a spirt into a droid body; it is akin to the forging of the Xylan Centurions and the Metatrons of the Silentium.

Mechu-deru Holocra: Originally developed by the Canto of Quasti to send a portion of his spirit into a crystalline matrix embedded within a mask, this variant was perfected by the Sith in their perversion of Kwoth holocron technology.

Mechu-deru Manus: this involves the animation of machines, as demonstrated by the mad Jedi, Kazdan Paratus, when he created his “Junk Golems.”

Mechu-deru Vitae: the use of nanogene spores to kill and convert carbonbased tissue, by which Belia Darzu created the Metanecron (or Technobeasts) during the New Sith Wars.

There's a dark realm called the Illathurion.

According to the records, the Osserians never made it to their destination. The Keeper would never again see her makers. They were captured en route by an emissary of the adversary and taken to a strange and evil realm where they could not be reached, a shadowy counterworld roughly translated as dark Illathurion.

How she had come by that knowledge was yet another mystery to add to the growing pile. Cuenyne and I had never heard of any such place as Illathurion, but we knew someone who might. Hard as it would be to leave, for I’d come to love this verdant world with all its mysteries and odd beings, it was time to depart.

As it turns out that Otherspace is called the Illathurion.

“We were not built to win popularity contests,” she replied haughtily, “and my lack thereof is probably what kept me alive through the Vong invasion. Now, regarding the matter at hand, it is my conclusion that this Illathurion of yours is the name of something beyond the galaxy.”

“You mean one of our dwarf galaxies?” I asked with no small note of concern. The travel times to satellite galaxies were considerable.

Her mainframe changed to enigmatic shades of violacé. “I’m afraid it’s not that simple,” she said in a way that made me suddenly nervous. “You’ve undoubtedly heard of Otherspace. Illathurion, I believe, is the ancient name for that dimension. Its etymological origins are quite unusual, even given the shared language that you provided of the Elder Races. The nomenclature, however, bears resemblance to the Kathol and N’zoth. Suffice it to say that if you want to go looking for the vanished Osserians—and I don’t recommend you do unless you’re particularly foolhardy—Otherspace is your destination.”

The Illathurion or Otherspace is known as the region of evil spirits.

“You think this is a map of Otherspace?” I asked, daring not to hope.

“Not quite all that, but I believe it’s a route to your destination in Otherspace.”

I took a deep breath, “I don’t see how you’ve concluded that.”

“The Osserians fled with the Shimholt leader, Hathkhalid Sud, a renowned astrogator. He’d promised to help them escape, but they were captured en route and brought to a world in Otherspace. Sud managed to escape back to Kar’a’katok where, I surmise, he drew this up, likely so that he and others might return later to rescue their allies. His later writings, of which we have a few, refer to something called the Wekufe Map, which is translated as the ‘Dark Realm’ or ‘Region of Evil Spirits.’ Sud’s poetry often invoked feelings of loss, guilt, and regret, for which reason scholars have always interpreted the Dark Realm as a poetic metaphor for death. But three decades ago, a troop of folklorists postulated that it might also have literal significance and formed various hypotheses as to where it might lie, suggesting the territory of Zeta Magnus, the worlds of the ancient Sith, or some place in the Unknown Regions. But the star-charts never matched. Now we know they weren’t looking in the right place. Thanks to your discovery and the calculations made by Albert, Cuthbert, and me, we now believe that the Region of Evil Spirits is this dark Illathurion. Do send me a holocard when you get there!”

Otherspace or the Illathurion is created ex-nihilo.

Long before the incursion of dark forces into Skyriver and before the ex nihilo creation of Illathurion

The Bedlam spirits gave otherspace the name Illathurion and noted to be their dimension.

The children of Wutzek gave their dimension a name, and in that long-forgotten tongue it was called Illathurion, which some discerned to mean the Veiled or Hidden Fortress, but over the long years and with the arrival of the Charnel Worlds it came to be called many things by many people.

Tilotny planned to breed with Cold Danda Sine to create powerful and loyal offspring.

Tilotny called Cold Danda Sine into her presence within the swirls of her ethereal manse of Shumath-Ghun. Sine was rarely invited to the coruscating twilight she’d made her haunt. Well concealed within a black nebula, of all the places that could be said to be beautiful in this lugubrious dimension of the weird, this violescent and nacarat purlieu was one.

“I wish to produce offspring and would deign to have you inseminate me,” she declared. “From our seed will come a great race that will rule the worlds beneath us and destroy our rivals!”

Cold Danda Sine did not hold back his laughter. Even had the idea of producing offspring not already occurred to him as something new and exciting, he’d have had no interest in copulating with Tilotny, for whom he was beginning to feel a growing sense of unease.

“I would prefer not to,” Sine told her.

“I have thought long upon this. It is the only way in which all that we desire will come to pass.”

“All that you desire.”

“All I have ever desired has been for us; we were not made for small and mundane things. Our offspring will pave the path for our glorious triumph and ensure our eternal dominion.”

“You should let go of this desire and learn to find contentment in other things.”

“I was not built as you are…” It was the closest she’d come to acknowledging a flaw in her character. “Do this for me, brother, and I will ask nothing further.”

“These offspring may not be to your liking, dear sister, for even I have no control of that which comes forth.”

Tilotny’s brow furrowed in thought. She hadn’t realized that. Finally, she said, “I care not; they need only be powerful and obedient. You may ask Ap for assistance.”

“Then I will do as I will,” Sine returned.

“Do as you will… Help me produce powerful children!”

Cold Danda Sine got Tilotny pregnant which would bring forth four entities who became known as the Old Ones. The first to be born is Typhojem.

Tilotny became fecund for the first time, and the seeds that swelled within her would come to haunt the cosmos for ages to come. The foremost of her offspring was a hideous thing the galaxy had never before seen, a tentacled grotesquery with a pulpy head like a monstrous gastropod from the occluded deeps and great, membranous wings drew forth from its dripping, bloated sack of a body. Yet it was his face that caused Tilotny to shudder and seek to kill it, for it held a countenance of such unwavering malevolence that to look upon it for any length of time would be to lose oneself in madness.

Cold Danda Sine laughed at the look of horror on her face, but he stayed her hand and said, “You said that they need only be powerful and loyal.”

Whatever abhorrent name she had given him was made known only to his acolytes, but Cold Danda Sine gave him the title, Typhojem, which has come down to us in archaic Mimban as “the Great Priest,” though it has other meanings.

Typhojem stumbled forth as a mountain. He spurned this Mighty Mother who wished to kill him and could not comprehend Splendid Ap, whom he called Yeb the Inscrutable. His regard was for Cold Danda Sine alone, whom he called Nug the Blasphemous, for he believed they might be similar in disposition, though this was not quite the case. Upon learning from him of the cosmos and the things that dwelt there and the mission of the Architects, he vowed that the shadow of his great wings would fall upon all the inhabited planets of the universe.

The second was called as Gorog.

The second to come forth from Tilotny was a nebulous form like unto an insect with a thousand eyes and legs that reached out with creeping webs across space. Tilotny concealed her revulsion, as she generally hated all things that were not of great beauty (though she was jealous of all that were). Gorog, she would be called much later when she was forgotten save by a few, and Thurugoroguruht to the Killiks, though here at her heaving birth, Tilotny uttered the name, Thargorograht, which meant “Queen of the Perpetual Night,” and this name endured as the Night Spirit, Night Queen, or even the Blasphemous Herald of the Perpetual Night, for this was a creature much like her mother in that she too sought to be a goddess.

The third to be born is Ooradryl

The third to come forth was the parasitic Ooradryl, a sapient blob of oozing, churning, hovering flesh hungering for the energies and life-force of the living. Vulnerable in its naked form, it requested wrappings, for which reason Splendid Ap gave to it platinum scales made to cover all of the creature’s fleshy parts so that it resembled a shimmering, floating cube. Tilotny was apprehensive of this one, for she knew that although it was beholden to the Architects, in its hunger it would have no loyalty to any but its desire to consume.

The fourth and final to be born is Mnggal-Mnggal

Yet, the fourth and final was perhaps the worst: a grey ooze that poured violently out of Tilotny and formed into a bubbling emerald pool. When Tilotny looked upon it, a mucilaginous face rose slowly up to meet her. The face became her own, and as she frowned upon it, the face frowned too in a sickly grin that burst open upon a crimson mass of entrails, organs, and eyes. Splendid Ap blushed a darker shade, but Cold Danda Sine cackled and called the creature Mnggal-Mnggal.

Much later, Tilotny learned that conventional reproduction was not necessary for the production of her offspring.

Tilotny had forsaken Illathurion for unfathomed whorls within the Deep Core where she began to seek the Hidden World from which the Midichlorians first spread and disseminated throughout the galaxy at its start. But feeling the presence of danger, she hid herself in a safe and secluded nebula. Long had Tilotny spent preparing sons and daughters in her womb, each to be exquisitely beautiful and crafty. She had earlier mistakenly believed that conventional reproduction would be required. She chastised herself. How foolish I had been to have allowed the model of organic beings to define for me what gestation and motherhood was and could be. Sine must have known, for which reason he and Ap mocked my desire for conjugation and fecundation.

Mnggal-Mnggal shapeshifted covering the entire sky and even transformed into an ouroboros-like symbol.

As Mnggal-Mnggal spoke this, his body distended into bizarre shapes of impossible proportions until it seemed like all the sky around was Mnggal-Mnggal. A gaping maw opened above like a funnel cloud with infinite rows of thorny teeth. Out of it descended a long, thin tongue with a serpent head. “Perhaps I shall swallow my hoary siblings now before the grand feast of the blood-drenched worlds so that there is naught else but Mnggal-Mnggal!” This speech inflamed the others who displayed a terrifying assortment of deadly appendages. “Then I, M’nagalah, would be left alone with none to devour but myself, as had another from ages past, eating his own tail endlessly, endlessly, for such is the way of the worlds…” The serpent-tongue began to devour its own amorphous body in a spinning circle of blood and flesh.

The Illathurion got overran by the children of both Tilotny and Cold Danda Sine.

As each submitted before her, Tilotny dismissed them from her sight. Cold Danda Sine allowed them to hunt and harvest from the hordes of wriggling, blighted monsters dispersed across the Hellworlds. Of the planets of dark Illathurion, terrified were the fantastic beings during that twilight season, but from amongst them the spawn of the Architects would raise up wicked kings, desolate princes, recondite races, depraved priests, sinister scientists, and gruesome armies of demonic descendants.

Gorog, also known as Thargorograht, became the goddess of all of the insectoid species. She subsequently created a place as large as an entire sector known as the Great Black Nest.

Upon discerning her role in the scheme of things, Thargorograht’s first act was to bring forth from the offal of the worlds a myriad of fluttering and creeping things to follow and praise her—and these she churned into her Disciples of the Night Spirit. Thargorograht would strive to become goddess of all the insectoid races, seeing them as greater than all other beings of the galaxy, and of these, the Killiks were deemed greatest, for they were of the Elder Races and could construct numerous wonders. But ever she remained a symbol of horror to them, save for a few seduced to the cabal known as the Dark Nest, of which a hidden Gorog cult persists to this day.

In their clicking, wheezing tongue, the horrid sultans that now served as her familiars—the roaring Disciples of the Night Spirit—helped Thargorograht in all things, including the creation of a sectors-wide domain called the Great Black Nest and the amassing of the Nytocris, the collective name given to the swarming arthropods and lethal insectoid races that came to worship her.

Thargorograht's pheromenes are potent enough to win over entire people.

In some cases, Thargorograht’s powerful pheromones were sufficient to win over a people, but in many cases, she relied on her immense and terrifying presence. She often imitated her mistress, offering protection in exchange for service; love in exchange for loss; glory in exchange for sacrifice. In some cases, she had to nudge things to her favor, such as on reluctant worlds where she clandestinely introduced horrors to bring home the point. Sometimes, she made marriage alliances, mating with the bravest and strongest males to produce offspring who would be brought back to live and reproduce in her Great Black Nest.

The Illathurion or Otherspace was now completely dominated by the Architects and their creations.

So Illathurion swelled into a phantasmagoric realm of etiolated worlds and cyclopean cities wherein lurked surreal and feculent inhabitants, the extravagant procreation and animate breeding experiments of three terrible powers: the Ancient Ones, the Old Ones, and the Architects. In the millennia to come, the High Shaman of the Order of the Terrible Glare would collectively refer to the monsters, servants, and wicked spirits of this realm who paid diabolic obeisance to the necromantic kings and the ferine godspawn as the Rozzum.

An artifact known as the Glimmering Stone allowed Thargorograht to see all of space-time. After seeing all of space-time, she instructed her son to expand the place Great Black Nest into the Dreamlands

The impossibly angled Glimmering Stone was a mercurial artifact. For Thargorograht, it showed her a window unto all space and time, after which she instructed her adroit son, Atlachnacha, to expand the massive and numinous web of the Great Black Nest beyond Illathurion into the Dreamlands.

Wutzek effortlessly transforms Tilotny into a horrible monstrosity called Soulworm,.

Wutzek was taken aback by this prophetic speech, but mainly he felt loss. “I have vowed the the Celestials will leave your offspring in peace, and so we shall,” he declared. “But as for Tilotny, she is no more. You are El’Shuddem, the Soulworm. Remember what I have said.” Then in grief, he moved on.

El’Shuddem shuddered, recalling the poem that Mnggal-Mnggal had earlier recited. No longer able to tolerate the pain of what she had become and what was yet to come, she called upon Mordiggian, her servant, to send a part of himself into her offspring and so bring about her vengeance, and she began to circle around so that in the spinning, sinuous windings of her agonizing death throes she forged a force of such density that an immense wormhole formed.

Wutzek had enough power to terrify the inhabitants of Illathurion. Even Typhojem chose to flee rather than face Wutzek in a fight. Reminder, that Typhojem survived an existence erasure attack that destroyed all of Apeiron.

Trembling at the power of Wutzek and the death of an Architect, the massed entities of Illathurion hid in terror lest they too be destroyed. Typhojem alone hesitated, glowering at Wutzek with unyielding hate. From that moment forth, he would seek nothing but Wutzek’s destruction. Yet, for now, he too passed into the greater dark.

Wutzek can scan the entire universe quickly to find a specific individual.

In shame, Wutzek looked to his offspring, only to discover that they were no longer there. In horror, he scanned the universe but could not find them. “Now matters are worse! How can they have disappeared? Have my very thoughts unmade them?”

Wutzek can net the entire universe and all its dimensions or realms, reversing everything that happened.

For a moment, Cold Danda Sine was silent. The blazing globes of Wutzek’s light contrasted against the black sphere of Sine’s night. Then he bitterly murmured, “If you had wished it, you or your Maker could have cast all these worlds and dimensions in a net, sending them back through time to start anew, a universe renascent…”

Horliss-Horliss had spoken to every single sentient being within Otherspace.

Horliss-Horliss now soared into Illathurion’s dense domain as a great and startling light. Save for Oneirichor, the lands of Illathurion were the strangest in the galaxy, unrivalled in their phantasmic landscapes, peoples, and cultures. After a rudimentary cleansing, he spoke into the minds of all who dwelt there, promising that any who now rejected the desolation of the dark could come into the light and be given a new home and opportunity to start anew.

Horliss-Horliss proceeded to seal all entrances and exits for Otherspace.

To the rest, Horliss-Horliss uttered a warning: “You who have chosen to remain on your strange, antemundane worlds, so be it! I am sealing up the adits in and out of Illathurion. Should any of you escape with the intent of bringing harm to those in Skyriver, know this: Wutzek will return to exact vengeance!”

massively powered by four gems, Typhojem is now powerful enough to destroy Wutzek.

With extended wings, Typhojem threw back his tentacled head and roared as he raised the four gems in his hand, unleashing crippling and crackling waves of searing energy. Sizzling bolts of death-dealing current pounded upon the interlinked balls of light that formed Wutzek’s body, and before the eyes of the amassed armies of Illathurion, the Celestial shrieked in anguish while his glowing globules dimmed and became opaque until, finally, they burst in a flare of light and ash.

Typhojem with the four gems still had enough power to kill a second Celestial.

In a rush, Typhojem had risen from his adamantine throne on Garn to kill a second Celestial, and his servitors rose with him, following him in a train to the noxious realm of Aznak where Horliss-Horliss awaited.

Horliss-Horliss after the defeat of Typhojem said that Wutzek could return.

To the rest, Horliss-Horliss uttered a warning: “You who have chosen to remain on your strange, antemundane worlds, so be it! I am sealing up the adits in and out of Illathurion. Should any of you escape with the intent of bringing harm to those in Skyriver, know this: Wutzek will return to exact vengeance!”

Wutzek did in fact return with enough power to kill Thargorograht and her army. Before Thargorograht is killed, she sends a telepathic message to all Insectoids and all other non-insectoid beings she has adopted.

But they wouldn’t leave her side, staring out into the distance where amassing globes of light were approaching, lighting up the night skies with an eerie, silver glow like the haunted eidola of a defiled dominion come to forge a new empery of their own. This was not her enraged sibling, but what it seemed to be could not be, for that one was long dead… yet as the lucent globules continued to draw nearer, she paled. The old prophecy had come to pass.

Wutzek had returned from death!

Wearied from her battle with Nyeegath, she again unleashed her cinnabar deathwebs as the implacable revenant drew ever nearer. Her raging servants rushed to destroy this new threat as they had Nyeegath, only to find that his power was considerably more obdurate as he rained down a storm of pulsing fire-light that scorched Thargorograht and her irate armies.

Few amongst the Disciples of the Night Spirit escaped, and these were driven mad by the violent death of their beloved queen. As the Night Queen felt herself dying, destroyed as if by the supernatural Light of Day, she sent out a telepathic burst to all of her insect offspring and any adopted races that she’d imprinted on, imparting her power unto them, urging them to survive, hide, and protect their worlds. Thus, the vast insectoid armies once more scurried off into seclusion.

Feeling the death-rattle of their Mother, at once, each of her Eldest Daughters declared herself the successor and rightful heir to the throne. This was, of course, challenged by the others, leading to war within the Great Black Nest of Illathurion.

Despite this, the Shadow beings who serve Nakhash still considered Typhojem unworthy. They even called it blasphemy for him to take the title of the Father of Shadows.

Typhojem came to be revered amongst the fell races as the Destroyer, Dark Sovereign, and Father of Destruction. In later years, he was even conflated with the Father of Shadows—for indeed the spirit of that one moved through him—though this was considered blasphemy by the servants of the Dark Ones.

"Nooo, Arhul Hextrophonnnn… We are the Emissaries of Shadow,” spoke another thin, old, derisive voice from behind him. “We exact the penalty of violation.”

"For whom? Your masters sleep, bound in chains,” Arhul charged.

"We serve not Dread Typhojem,” said another that stretched out from the right of him, “nor bow to the ossuary kings of Xanthiir and Oozultharoum. The Father of Shadows alone commands us… and he is very much active!”

To his left, a penumbral face drew near, taking the shape of his late father. Scowling, it said: “You stall to protect those who would expose the secrets of the Shadow Worlds. They will die tooo, and your own eyes will watch as they wriiithe in agony, knowing you are to blame for their suffering, as you are for our deaths!”

Arhul knew their ploys and refused to be baited. He had less fear for himself than for his friends. He dared not even think of them now, lest the Shadow Beings prove able to penetrate his thoughts.

It was during this period that six demoniac pedumbrations came before the Old Ones. They did not reveal their origins or names, but it was known they had secretly passed through dimensional borders. They were known to some as the Shadow Kings and to others as the Urumolki, Black Angels, Shadows of Eld, Blackest Lords, Hadzusk’ari, Anti-Matter Men, and Saticons. Some said they were servants of their dark masters; others believed they were the masters themselves. All that they whispered in their harsh discourse were a few scant words in umber voices of dead, dry husks: “Kin of our kind you truly are, Hellssspawn of Tehom, shaped from the blood, ssspirit, and offal of the ancient Lords of Darknesss. Hearken now to the Outer Gods should they call upon you, and do not hinder their workssss which belong to the shadowsss.”

They would soon enough hear the summons that the Shadow Beings had spoken of as fluttering, whispered voices that emanated from the dimensional cracks and fault lines.

It is revealed that Nakhash was the one who corrupted Wutzek's thoughts during the creation of the Bedlam Spirits. Explaining why the Bedlam Spirits are flawed and are contrary as to what Wutzek wanted, beings who are perfect who use their powers to guide the Skyriver universe wisely.

“Perhaps that’s as it is meant to be,” retorted the Sand Dragon, flicking his tail in consternation. “Do you know from whence you come, O Typhojem? Would you even believe me if I told you?”

“I hail from the Outer Gods from whom the Architects summoned me,” Typhojem rumbled darkly, preparing his next act of violence upon them.

They each took turns telling him a truth he would not hear: “You speak of the Abyss swarming with unholy Eaters and nameless things older than you or we, for there were chained in dense darkness the eldest and most malevolent of potentate prisoners from the beginning—recalcitrant, black stars like burning mountains, six and one at the start, personified by the faceless crawler in chaos, embodied as the seven headed Entity of Enmity, the Lord of all Evil, the Blind Dreamer, Bogan, who is the Father of Shadows….

“…He came to lead the myriads in myriad appellations that followed in their wake, some who belonged to the pandemoniun of the roaring seas, some who aligned with the authority of the rumbling mountains…

“…Chaos and Dominion, the two Great Beasts, twisted from what is good— untrammeled freedom and harmonious order—until the touch of the Shadow Father curdled them to their darkest extremes, for he is himself represented in them and all their thousand faces, forms, and young…

“The Architects are extensions of these tendrils, the souring of Wutzek’s corporeal dreams… Tilotny, the expression of arrogance and beauty… Cold Danda Sine, excitement and frustration… Splendid Ap, brilliance and apathy. Tales whispered from hateful, hostile emanations twist the truth, leaving out their desire to escape the shadows and dismissing the fourth, Horliss-Horliss, who is as a Nameless Mist, for this one comes to bring Wutzek back to the Father of Lights—the One Above All—to oppose the Abyssal spirits manifest in Outer Darkness…

“Through their monstrous offspring, puppets, and priests, which is what you are, the Six in One e’er reaches out to dominate or destroy!”

"Lies!” Having worn out his patience for impertinent spirit-dragons, Typhojem sent a psychic barrage that would have ignited a sun. Nothing happened.

“Sine and Ap brought you forth via the elder science of Kiax’ivax, a corruption of a Tanaic spell of male and female properties, yeb nug, that gave birth to the Protectors and was further altered by the Architects from the egg of the Mighty Mother and malignant fhtagn of the Näkhäsh! You, Dread Typhojem, are Destruction; Thargorograht, Terror; Ooradryl, Hunger; Mnggal-Mnggal, Pestilence!”

SupremeZaarin · Mar 20, 2024

Splendid Ap had used his own powers to transport himself and his siblings through Time and Space shortly after he was born, having heard that their father, Wutzek, planned to dispose of them.

When Horliss-Horliss awoke, he saw his progenitor, a Being of great pastel, corposant lights, and heard him pronounce his name. He paid attention to the discussion that ensued between this progenitor and other beings akin to him, and he heard him wonder if their unmaking might be best for the galaxy. Horliss-Horliss felt it was wrong that he should suffer such a thing when he had only just been born.

Before he knew it, Splendid Ap reached out to his siblings and him, and they shifted to elsewhere in time and space.

Tilotny was the first to register a threat to her person. Horliss-Horliss wondered at the meaning of it. Cold Danda Sine felt it would be a sublime joy to experience. Discerning powerful emotions of terror, consternation, and excitement emanating from his agnates and construing the danger before them, Splendid Ap connected with his siblings and moved them out of the way. Ap was new to life and did not yet fully understand his powers, but he knew that travelling through space would not avail them freedom, for the one who constructed him was powerful.

Tilotny has casually turned a tiny Mover, which is actually a Stormtrooper, into diamond.

Three other tiny movers arrived, each covered in a white shell and sharing the same form. After her siblings mocked her for her redundancy, Tilotny changed one of the white-shelled ones into diamond. But upon so doing, it suddenly became an unliving thing.

The voice told him she had, but he wasn’t sure. Others arrived, three in identical white shells. Tilotny turned one into diamond.

Horliss-Horliss is trying to do the same thing with another little mover, Leia Organa.

Horliss-Horliss thought a more subtle refinement would prove better and altered the heart of the first mover into diamond. It too died.

The sensation he felt then unnerved him, but irked by Tilotny’s vanity, he determined to demonstrate how to produce a less ostentatious change. So he turned the soft, pulsing interior organ of the first mover into the same elegant but hard substance. Suddenly, that tiny mover ceased to move as well, and Horliss-Horliss felt a light go out.

It was said that Wutzek was so powerful that even if one were to escape through both time and space, they are not free yet.

Tilotny was the first to register a threat to her person. Horliss-Horliss wondered at the meaning of it. Cold Danda Sine felt it would be a sublime joy to experience. Discerning powerful emotions of terror, consternation, and excitement emanating from his agnates and construing the danger before them, Splendid Ap connected with his siblings and moved them out of the way. Ap was new to life and did not yet fully understand his powers, but he knew that travelling through space would not avail them freedom, for the one who constructed him was powerful.

There are trillions of directions that the space-time continuum could flow through.

There were trillions of directions in which the continuum might flow.

Splendid Ap could move out of time. Also bringing his siblings along with it.

In a place in which there was no time, he appeared. He could see windows laid out before him like equations. He’d have liked to have examined them all, but he felt that he did not have time and intuited that the dozen strange beings guarding them might not allow it. As this took place outside of time and space, his siblings were not cognizant of what was occurring, immersed as they were in empyreal visions of the Unseen Realm.

Splendid Ap moved forward in time.

Moving forward into the projection of the future, they appeared above a far-off astronomical body orbiting a central, self-luminous heat source around which several other planetary bodies revolved. Because this was only a best estimation of what the future might be, it was a strange and shadowy realm.

Splendid Ap explained to his siblings. That they had moved through past, present, future, matter, space, and even nonexistence

He tried to explain to his perturbed and quarrelsome cognates all that had transpired by demonstrating how they’d traversed the six states, showing a simple progress of his position in the past, present, future, matter, space, and nonexistence: “It is a tabula rasa of interlaced solace in a parallax of perpetuity,” but his words and illustration only made them think he was confused.

Splendid Ap had pushed his siblings to a certain point in time shortly after they were created by Wutzek. The only sibling that didn't join was Horliss-Horliss who departed for his own realm that he made.

After tracing a path, he then pushed them forward to a time just a bit further in the future from when they’d been created. This time, he embedded them to the stream itself so that no matter where it organically travelled, it would come to them, as he now knew better how to graft unto the riding maelstrom that was the continuum. This would mean that they would be suspended in frozen limbo until time organically caught up to them, but with an understanding of his powers came a greater confidence that they’d be able to protect themselves.

He no longer trusted himself or his siblings. Although a part of him said that he should stay to watch over them, what he did instead was create a null inversion. Here was a better option. He said to them: “Come with me, my siblings, and let us enter this place I have made that is uninhabited, a realm of our own imagining which we can claim as our own. Let us have nothing to do with these outsiders, great or small.”

“An empty, shapeless place,” Tilotny remarked with a look of revulsion.

“We can each give it shape,” he replied.

“And so gild the cage of our making…” Tilotny turned away.

When they each declined in turn, he said: “I will neither oppose you nor be induced to take part in your designs,” and so, with considerable apprehension, he departed for the lonely realm he’d fashioned.

Horliss-Horliss proposed instead that they depart for a pristine dreamworld, a null inversion of his making whereupon no other lifeforms existed.

Splendid Ap could have altered the memories of the Tiny Movers, but he chose not to do so. After his decision not to manipulate their memories. He was able to restore their bodies by turning back the time before they were killed.

Once that was accomplished, he proceeded to raise the dead up from the ground. Of the tiny movers, he found it was not a difficult thing to restore them to the way they had been just before he’d encountered them. He did not think to alter their memories, but he could repair what was going to be broken by rewinding their body clocks to the time before they were injured.

Splendid Ap tried to send the tiny male movers, who are stormtroopers, back in time, but he sent them way too far in the past.

Pondering the quantum possibilities, for Ap tended to think mathematically, he calculated that he could remove the male pursuers far away so that they could not harm the female or themselves, for it would be disconcerting to fix them only for them to become unliving again.

He opened up a particular door backwards, which led to other corridors and doors, in infinite sequence; his vision clarified to a single point at the end of one of the infinitely long corridors, and he pushed the belligerent male pursuers into it. How they fared after that was up to them, but he realized he may have pushed too far! He would have to do better with the female…

Turns out the Illathurion was created by Horliss-Horliss' Null Inversion. A reminder that the Illathurion is Otherspace and it was created ex nihilo. It should be noted that the The Children of the A’qavish-qerach only gave it a unique architecture.

“Our brother previously fashioned one,” Sine remarked. “Perhaps it is time to pay him a visit and see if it is suitable for now.”

Tilotny, Splendid Ap, and Cold Danda Sine sought out and entered into the null inversion that Horliss-Horliss had earlier created only to discover that he was not there. This proved disappointing, but Tilotny refused to allow herself and her siblings to fall into despondency. “Let us prepare it for our habitation.”

“The Children of the A’qavish-qerach have endowed it with unique architecture,” Ap added. “But they are no longer here.”

“Vast though this expanse is, I sense no trace of any other currently inhabiting it.”

No matter.” Tilotny swirled, fashioning the foundations of her own demesne. “Perhaps when Horliss-Horliss returns, he will be pleased with our designs and see that we have not been idle.” So she shaped her realm with a singular aspect of beauty and design. It was called Shumath-Ghun. For Cold Danda Sine, he cast his anti-concept into a vast boreal estate, which was called Z’lykarior. But for Ap, his dwelling was little more than a hidden gate that he would use to access another place.

The children of Wutzek gave their dimension a name, and in that long-forgotten tongue it was called Illathurion, which some discerned to mean the Veiled or Hidden Fortress, but over the long years and with the arrival of the Charnel Worlds it came to be called many things by many people.

Also, it turns out that Earth exists. Not just one earth but multiple Earth's with different names. They are known as Earthworlds and the Bedlam Spirits have plans for them.

Splendid Ap learned that this ancient realm, once called Ereth in the oldest days, was in the throes of decline due to millennia of mismanagement, war, and greed. It yet held invisible doors to other dimensions into which he might peer—some new, some long-forgotten ones that hadn’t been opened for years, and some that had been sealed. The nations’ leaders were attempting to pierce the latter, employing primitive scientific and occult techniques to widen the places where the barriers were thin, insensible to what might lie on the other side but certain it contained power. Curious as he too was of what might lay behind the hidden doors, he felt a certain revulsion for these people. Their lust for power overwhelmed their sense of reason, while their intellectual curiosity was dampened by arrogance and blind devotion to rigid dogma. Depressingly, it confirmed the mathematical probability that he was uniquely alien and utterly alone in this universe—save, perhaps, for his cognates.

For the time she walked amongst the Human race, Tilotny learned that there were some who craved dominion, some who longed to escape at any cost, and yet others who engaged in trivial distractions. Most simply craved wealth. And all of them would do anything to extend their lives. Although they lay under a great beguilement that disguised their enslavement behind trite cultural norms, the masses would live their faded lives and never see through it. How had this come to be? she wondered. Only a very few perceived their world as it was—part of a larger cosmic conflict that had been going on around them for millennia—and from these wiser ones she learned crucial things as well.

Cold Danda Sine learned of entropy and the proclivities of Man for violence and of horror without bounds; that there were no depths to which Humans would not descend. And he saw that from ancient days to the present, occluded intelligences ruled the nations from the shadows. While they faced opposition by the forces of light, the darkness seemed to have the upper hand. But the reason for this astounded him. Inexplicably, appallingly, the dark was what some preferred!

Little is known of their intercourse at this time, for Wutzek’s offspring were far more circumspect in their dealings, vigilant against the roving eyes of the Celestial host, light or dark. What is known is that they prepared the Earthworlds and lured Humans to them by various means: power, adventure, wealth, flight, and longevity. Some believed they’d been chosen by an advanced alien race; some imagined it was their own ingenuity; others thought a messianic Maitreya had come for them; many thought their world was about to go through a seventh extinction event, and not a few were fleeing some trying circumstance or breach of law. Tilotny shaped the lures to their individual worldviews. Those who considered themselves smart and superior proved the easiest to manipulate, as did the industrialists and profiteers who saw a financial windfall in space colonization.

The Bedlam Spirits went on to create multiple Earths, each of them unique.

The Earthworlds began with a tiny and wondrous seed implanted in each of them, as had been the pattern of old, along with Elementals called Archetypes, to ensure the germination and perpetuation of life. Sagaciously reckoning that familiarity would prove beneficial to their guests, Tilotny and her siblings fashioned the Earthworlds to be similar to the original in terms of landmasses, oceans, fauna, and flora. A few were so well replicated in terms of constructs, technology, and material goods that many wondered if they’d left at all, particularly as they’d been placed within a solar system that to the naked eye looked the same. The appearance of a new planet in orbit, third from their sun within a system of worlds, some of which were populated by other races, was a confounding mystery to their inhabitants.

The Architects—as they now referred to themselves—were not content to merely replicate, for they deemed themselves artists. Some had additional continents and a massive underworld populated with a host of their own creatures for their own odd amusements. The Humans would discover such things much later. For the time, they satisfied themselves with reestablishing the cultural, political, religious, scientific, historic, artistic, and linguistic artifacts of their native lands. So began their long histories and conflicts, only touched upon here. Though longing for the old world marked the architecture and styles of the new, innovative designs were developed in tandem with new technological and cultural developments. Nonetheless, the longestlasting and most enduring of the old customs were their holidays.

The Earthworlds encompassed Urthha, Terra, Cobol, and Sol, besides four more that were designed afterwards: Terra II, Cyrannis, Notron, and Corona V. Ravaath was unique in that it was a Sacred World first before becoming an Earthworld. Though none of the Architects would govern it, Ravaath served Tilotny as a trial for the others to ensure her plan would succeed in its initial run. Other worlds with similar names came about, but they were not of the influential nine Earthworlds.

Uncertain of the psychological factors that would come of the move to an alien and far less populated landscape, even one resembling the old, the Architects endeavored to give each world unique advantages in the event that they miscalculated and one world failed to thrive. After only a few generations, most of the inhabitants of the Earthworlds didn’t believe their forebears came from a prior Earth.

After creating their Earthworlds which would be used to take over the skyriver universe and overthrow the Celestials. The Bedlam Spirits decided to take a holiday. As they are doing so, Splendid Ap takes them to a universe with an Earthworld not created by them. This Universe has also several parallel and alternate dimensions.

Tilotny turned to her siblings: “Now that it is done, it may be best that we depart these spheres so that the Celestials do not find and exile us before our plans have come to fruition, for it will take some time for the Humans to proliferate.”

“I do not think the Celestials can so easily banish us,” stated Ap, “but I agree it is best not to tempt fate. I have glanced other dimensions through my gate that I wish to explore. They will aid me in the creation of my own.”

“Yes, I weary from our labors!” Sine cried facetiously. “Let us take a holiday!”

So Splendid Ap whisked them away to a place some called Oneirichor, a fascinating realm he had seen and wondered about. Next, he brought them to a peculiar universe that had drawn his attention, having perceived anomalous wavelengths in a spatial-temporal spectrum that could only mean one thing.

“It is another Earthworld!” uttered Cold Danda Sine, gazing upon a replica of the very planet they had made several copies of.

“It is much more than that!” Splendid Ap intoned. “It is an entire universe disconnected from our own and yet… somehow… connected.”

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“No doubt the governors of this realm would argue otherwise,” Ap interjected, giving his siblings a sideways glance, which they ignored. “But it is odd governance, least of all over time, with nothing to ensure the stability of the temporal stream and preclude paradoxes. This has resulted in several alternate and parallel dimensions that border alongside the first. It is as if time is wielded by forces capricious and mundane. I have never seen such pandemonium before. Whoever governed this realm was neither noble nor prudent.”

The beings of the Charnel Worlds are powerful enough that even Tilotny couldn't do anything to them. Even Cold Danda Sine couldn't do anything to them as well. They are noted to have equal power to them.

Illathurion had been infiltrated. It had been long centuries since the Architects departed their realm. There now appeared nine accordant and abyssal worlds, orbited by glowering red moons and burning black stars; and stirring in the midst of the abyss’ churning darkness and roiling fires, upon the nine planes and in the thin, dark spaces beneath and between, enshrouded entities and their ancient lieges moved about their Hellworlds.

“Curious!” resounded Cold Danda Sine. “These are connected in some way to the intelligences that ruled with their agents and shadow-servants on the Prime World.”

“Or are a hypogeal analogue,” Ap stated. “We do not know for certain what these blasted worlds are, how they arrived here, nor the nature of the multifarious beings that stalk it, save that they are of a similar sinister aspect. Violence suffuses them all. But they are not the only intruders. Elsewhere, a numinous bastille and its titanic prisoners have been placed in our domain.”

Tilotny moved to send the abyssal worlds back to whence they’d come only to discover that she had no power to do so. Her attempts to blast them into oblivion also failed.

“These worlds cannot be exiled, for they are not technically within Illathurion, and, yet, they are manifest here,” Ap informed her, his conoid form flashing purpureal in consternation. “Illathurion appears to serve as a kind of… nexus.”

“And whatever beings reign upon these charnel worlds are of at least equal power to us,” Sine added, also trying and failing as well to remove or destroy them.

Tilotny attempted to visit them. She learns that they are the servants of the Firstborn corrupted by beings they could not name. They are actually the servants of Nakhash, Shadow Beings. Cold Danda Sine knew that he couldn't destroy them. Although, he could transform their form.

“I will speak with them…” With that, Tilotny disappeared. By the time she returned, it was clear she was not happy. “Madness has taken their minds. Powerful servants of the Firstborn had they been, sub-creators of the cosmos seduced by a being of whom they would not speak but which clearly point to our new neighbors.”

Now they watched as their people were cruelly slain, their defeated spirits sent to the deep well, and they fled back to their Hellworlds, though not before a number of fiendish variants of their kind were created, including that vampiric race that hid in the underground to lie in wait.

In the celebration that followed, however, the Shadow Beings emerged from the umber hallows and glided furtively over to Cold Danda Sine: “The Humansss and all Earthworldsss belong to our Massstersss, for they are under their dominion. You would do well not to hinder usss…”

Cold Danda Sine laughed. While he could not destroy them, he could have his fun, which he did as he wrenched them into a variety of ungainly shapes. Eventually, he released them. Sneering and hissing, they withdrew and did not return for a time.

One of the Charnel Worlds attempted to invade one of the Earthworlds. Fallen Celestials are a part of group of serving Nakhash.

“Hence these doorways,” Sine stated with disgust as he mentally probed the monoliths, discovering that they had opened “mouths” from the different Charnel Worlds to various places on Terra.

"Metaphysical borers,” Ap replied as he too peered deeper, frowning as he did so. “Already they have connected to the seed implanted in Terra and created several portals from which copious lifeforms have been transferred. They are likely awaiting the signal from their masters to attack.”

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Sine furrowed his brow, recalling the olden lore of the Prime World. “They intend to corrupt the Human genome with their bastards, beasts, and behemoths.”

“That is a concerning assertion,” Ap agreed. “In this manner might they ensure the creation of a hale and hybrid host. It is apparent that you had learned much of these entities whilst traversing the Primary World.”

“There is much I might tell you, brother, but first: how did they know this world had been prepared for Earthlings?”

Ap surveyed the minds of those who’d been brought there. “Some of the Humans serve these powers.”

“Very well, let us dispense with these!”

“I would request from you a favor,” Ap interjected. “Do not destroy the Monoliths.”

“These fallen Celestials and their pets cannot be allowed to interfere with our plans.”

Splendid Ap had created windows to every world except for the Earthworlds. Which Tilotny uses to speak to everyone. The Celestials did the same.

Tasking Splendid Ap to create windows on every world, save for the Earthworlds, so that the Firstborn and all of their many offspring would see the Architects appear as giant apparitions in the sky and hear her resounding voice, Tilotny now revealed herself to the galaxy.

“Children of the galaxy: I am the Goddess Onrai, Queen of the Stars, Lady of the Land and Sea, Eternal Grace, Maker and Mother, and the Architect who shaped all things. Here too are my brothers: the ineffable Kopa Khan and the incomprehensible Ap’aci. We have come to right a great wrong. The ones who have positioned themselves above you claim to be your benefactors, but they have held back from you much that you were meant to have, for they fear that you will amass as much power as they and will no longer have need of them! Nor have they even told you of the coming of the belligerent race of Humans and other dangers looming on the horizon. But we wish to see you safe from these marauders and free to achieve your full potential. If this is your wish too, you need but give us a sign—a few sparing drops of precious blood—and we shall provide you what you desire, including the means to protect yourselves from the danger that lies ahead, which is far more than the paltry gifts your jealous overlords have sparingly apportioned out!”

This was a strange speech, with ideas yet unknown amongst the races in the galaxy, but Tilotny succeeded in planting the seeds of doubt. So it was by means of the Architects that the dual and opposing forces of desire and fear would begin their evil and irresistible enchantment.

For their part, the Celestials strove to warn the galaxy, and so, appearing in a similar manner above the manifold worlds, they declared: “Do not pay heed to this Onrai, for she is a goddess of nothing. We are the true architects of this galaxy, and obeisance we pay to the Eternal alone. Do not be induced to serve her out of dread or lust for her secrets, for though there have been ominous portents of late, you have nothing to fear! As to that race called Humans who have come to share some of your worlds or systems, be neither unkind nor unwary. Remember their danger, for although good exists in many, a curse yet lays upon them. Moreover, do not imitate their ways or be induced to their violence, greed, or exercise of power over others, for then we would be forced to depart from you, and this would prove grievous to all, for you are our offspring, and we are your loving protectors and guides.”

Tilotny encountered Nakhash. She noted that despite with all of her power, she couldn't do anything. Nakhash reminded that Tilotny and whatever the Bedlam Spirits are doing is utterly insignificant compared to what he had done.

Upon the giant throne sat a thing of about fifteen or so feet tall garbed in a shimmering and pale-yellow robe. Its face and features were hidden behind a sallow, horned mask from which no eyes could be discerned. Its long hands and tapered fingers were covered in silky, black gloves. In its left hand lay a vellum-manuscript bound in snakeskin, its cover marked only by a xanthous symbol.

Tilotny was astonished to find herself unable to penetrate the entity’s guise to see beyond it as she normally could. Nor could she reshape the form, which gave her a clue as to what she was dealing with.

As the ruler of this keep neither spoke nor greeted her, she opened without preamble: “You have encroached on my domain and are behind the disruption of my plans. From whence do you come that you dare arrogate my authority?”

“I am the king before whom emperors bow,” the being said in a bottomless voice that was not quite attached to the form on the throne, giving her pause to consider the reality of that which sat propped before her. “The Celestials went to great lengths to prevent our passage to Samûnaru. Your domain provided the door. But Humans were the key.”

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“Then you are not as wise as first we thought! These spheres cannot be saved. Know this too: the Humans are ours to do with as we will, for it was our enterprise that raised them from their witless state in the Dawn Age.”

“What enterprise is this?” She didn’t believe any of what he told her, but whatever information he might let slip would be of use. Given his powers to block her, she discerned that he was indeed one of the monarchs of the Charnels Worlds and likely a kind of Celestial, but of that ghoulish variety she’d never before faced.

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“Daughter of Wutzek,” croaked a voice in that darkness. “Your tale is ancient as time itself; a small princess who dreams of being a great queen, ignorant to the truth that her kingdom is but a paltry hamlet amongst a vast sphere of kingdoms far older and greater—until the day comes when the masters arrive, sweeping over her hamlet, crushing it along with her proud beauty and vainglorious dreams.”

Pulling herself from the grip of the pure black void that had driven lesser beings to phrenetic ranting, her indignance overrode her fear: “You speak proud words for one whose own tale is mired in putrescence and decay. This realm is not yours to govern, Ochre King, neither your corrupt line of pestilent archons. Keep your vulgar tales. I reject your thrones of revulsion and ruin! I will build my own.”

“You cannot fight Destiny, for you are but a sigil. All forms at the dawn were but infoliate ciphers written by me; for in the Spring they come forth, taking form and shape, yet by Autumn’s end or Winter at most, they return to symbols in my book. It was I, O Tilotny, who set in motion the signs that begat your journey; I, who sent you guides. And once you have served your purpose, you shall be but a cipher as before!”

Tilotny had spoken to every sentient being with the exception of humans. The Celestials did the same.

Tilotny once more appeared before Skyriver’s non-Human inhabitants: “Children of the galaxy, I, the Goddess Onrai, Queen of the Stars and Architect of all things, have returned disheartened to see that many of you had not believed me. It has been said that a shadow had fallen upon the Humans from the Supreme Maker, and yet they roam about as gods, traversing the galaxy as if it was theirs, despoiling planets with their twisted ways, warring upon neighbors, and destroying worlds of the Firstborn. Tragically, those who call themselves your guardians and guides will not give you the means to defend yourselves… But I am not miserly like they. Bow before me, and I shall provide you what you desire and weapons to protect your lands from these and other powerful entities who yet lie in wait outside your worlds! Demand that your elders go to the Star Temples of the Kwoth, which can be found on most of your worlds. Offer to me a small sacrifice of blood as a show of good faith, and we will grant you the protection you so desperately need.”

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The Celestials called out to the galaxy again, saying, “Pay no heed to she who calls herself Queen of the Stars, for she is no goddess but a lost soul in darkness. We who raised up this empyrean domain have made no claims on you as subjects, save that you treat with one another in peace and love. Justice will come to those who spread chaos and fear. Continue as you were, and no harm can befall you or those you love, neither from the Humans nor from anything that might come forth. Engage in the field of conflict and blood, however, and we will be forced to withdraw from you, leaving the ravages of age, suffering, infirmity, and death to take our place.”

Celestials who have fallen are the Shadow Beings serving Nakhash.

Sine wondered, for he had heard whispers of things. “Is there yet intelligence at work here? And what of those entities, the Shadow Beings and their veiled masters? If these beings were once as the Celestials, could their powers stave off the depredations of entropy if forced to? Or is everything now subject to slow, inevitable, and inexorable decay?” Cold Danda Sine was determined to understand more. Experiments were in order. He called it the Orphic Mystery—the keystone to everything; it was something that he would spend long days seeking to solve.

To accomplish what Tilotny ordered. Cold Danda Sine created entire species of shapeshifters. It is also Cold Danda Sine created his own realm Aenir in response to Splendid Ap's Apeiron. One of these could generate wormholes through their biology.

“That sounds like a mystery for you, and you alone, to solve,” Tilotny said with a wink. “But first, I would challenge you to raise up spies and saboteurs for our grand undertaking, for I wish to be apprised of the schemes of our adversaries.”

“It shall be done!”

It has been said that the pinnacle of Cold Danda Sine’s thaumaturgy was the shapeshifters, although his experiments in this matter had been but attempts to understand the deadly therianthropic entities who, like their delusory potentates on high, had emerged from the kaleidoscopic worlds of the Outer Darkness and now skulked throughout Skyriver. Of the samples taken, there were the Doppelgänger, Quarf, Vrkolak, Felacatian, Polydroxol, Gurlanin, Pulra, Oni, Nioth-Korghai, Bandor, Croke, and that flopping horde of mindless and amorphous Protean fluters who piped monotonously at the centre of the black void.

It had not escaped his notice that few polymorphs were amongst the Children of the Firstborn, and he’d heard tell of at least one benevolent creature in Oneirichor that fit this categorization.

Sine now captured several specimens from the Charnel Worlds and to better study them, he transferred them to a new and strange dimension he’d lately created called Aenir. Designed in response to the Apeiron dimension that Splendid Ap had conjured up for his thought-experiments, Aenir was a realm comprised of and adjacent to the Dreamlands. After a period of observation, Sine’s favorite alterations emerged:

The gentle Morph. Designed from the Pulra, who were themselves offspring of the Firstborn Pulrista (otherwise known as Bubble Creatures), the Morph settled Proteus I in the Kuras Drift;

The mysterious Filar-Nitzan. These were offspring of the Progenitors known as the Filar who then ruled Aelios. Filar-Nitzan could organically generate their own wormholes through space and would later be called Cloud Demons or Hooshas by the Protectors of Tana, though the Sidereal Shock Troopers thoughtlessly nicknamed them “Trolls;”

The capable and disciplined Shi’ido. These were designed from the Homunculi, a curious offspring race of the Kharubdians, and given a wholly malleable morphology that could shape into a wide range of organisms. Sine released them back to Homana and Sh'shuun to settle;

The blob-like Ugor. Taken from Goroth Prime, these technophiles were designed to consume garbage, which Sine thought would be humorous and practical, given the current state of the galaxy, and he sent them with a Hypergate to Phesoj in the Paradise system of the Airam sector.

Cold Danda Sine created an ectoplasmic species known as fungal Wirutid and gave most of it to Splendid Ap and put it into the Apeiron realm. Within Apeiron, they had encountered one of Splendid Ap's replicated earthworld, Apterra. The Wirutid would duplicate the genes of humans and replace them. Splendid Ap view this as an experiment to test humans. So he decided to create an eternal time loop with each new iteration having its parameters slightly changed until the experiment stopped when the humans proved victorious over the Wirutid.

Of the deadly ones there were many, but few more insidious than the fungal Wirutid. Sine gave most of these to Splendid Ap, who established a colony of the ectoplasmic creatures on a barren world in his Infinity Realm for further observation. Preternaturally patient, they waited for a silent signal, but from whom or what he could not discern, before floating across space to the adjacent planet, Ap’s world of Humans that he’d replicated years ago, which he called Apterra. There, they proliferated ubiquitously and, it seemed, innocuously as flowering plants. But within the seed vessels, a genetically duplicate copy of the nearest Human developed overnight. Ere the awakening of their victims, the Wirutid doppelgangers had emerged, killed, and replaced them, so that by sunrise, they were already engaged in the work of ensuring that every household had the appropriate number of seed vessels. Ap was fascinated until they succeeded in supplanting all Human life on that world. Then, he rewound its time and started again, changing the parameters slightly. When the results of that session were done, he did it again, and again, until the Humans were at last successful. Learning all that he could, he informed Sine, who limited the Wirutid population on the small moon of Wirut to ensure that they might never gain a foothold anywhere.

The three Bedlam Spirits created entire creatures to escort them. As they prepare to talk to the rest of Otherspace.

Splendid Ap had aided in the construction of arcane vehicles and vessels fashioned as fearsome birds of prey to soar above targeted worlds, or as pelagic monsters to course through oceans, or as insectile crawlers to stalk across the lands. Cold Danda Sine had brought forth bizarre, baroque barges with a powerful array of weapons. Tilotny had summoned giant dragonflies, colossal wasps, and others who could serve as escorts and scouts. The Architects were aware of Hyperspace but did not concern themselves with it, as interstellar gates were yet in abundance.

Now Tilotny floated alongside Cold Danda Sine and Splendid Ap before the windows to the worlds of Illathurion where she appeared as a giant amongst giants: “Foul spawn of the deep void, brood of the dire and comfortless gulfs, you have been brought forth into this realm with a purpose. Obey me and rule as vassal kings and queens upon the glorious worlds that have been denied you. Disobey me or follow others, and I will turn you into heaving offal for the ravenous hordes that now serve you! Go forth now in the names of the Architects! Begin with the worlds that had come to us for aid. Abet any who will fight alongside us in our Great Rebellion! Rule any who will submit! Of those who accepted our offer but will not now fight or submit, compel them by force to choose!”

The armies of the Bedlam Spirits are capable of moving out of black holes that Cold Danda Sine created.

Ap opened the Infinity Gates of the Kwoth through which atramentous armies poured. Sine spun open portals in the Khadaji Singularity in the Corridan sector of the Core, the Sebaddon Black Hole and the Tyus Cluster in the Mid Rim, the Hellhoop and the Rugaro Dark Zone in the Expansion Region; the Endor Gate, Black Hole of Quintas, and Moshaw Dark Star in the Outer Rim; and Entropy's Edge in the Unknown Regions, which came to be orbited by the Plunder Moon. His favorite of black holes were the sentient Ultimas, or Eaters, as they were called by the few who had the misfortune of encountering one (such as the invidious Face of Space). Through such windows were also sent planets and satellites populated with deadly armies, but Sine transported altered races and hybrids back to their ancestral worlds. Dreadful Orbs were used to open portals on desirable worlds that lacked gates or had them removed. Also, the Great Web of Atlachnacha secretly extended to Urthha. To protect Otherspace, the black holes were guarded by Filar-Nitzan.

Splendid Ap threatened Mnggal-Mnggal by manipulating time.

“Clever apothegm, my most excellent Apastamba! Here is another: rashness is the tenancy of youth, is it not? And mendacity the silver tongue of great art! Now, tell me, thou who claim no dissimulation: how fares thy hidden trove, that constant and irrational offspring of thee? Know that just as you know the secret truth of my past and the not-so unbegotten Ap-hoth of whence I came… I know of your hidden pith—!”

If Splendid Ap was surprised, he didn’t betray it. “You are not incognizant of the fact that I can retract the days so that you no longer present a threat.”

Splendid Ap transported Mnggal-Mnggal to a world known as Mortigan. Splendid bended the space surrounding Mortigan to ensure that Mnggal-Mnggal couldn't escape.

Ap transported Mnggal-Mnggal to an uninhabited world he called Mortigan, bending space around it so it could not readily be breached by his allies; it would later be called Mugg Fallow, its nomenclature a corruption of the name of the hateful Devourer and inspiration for the name of the Huttese god, Mog.

A universe had immeasurable breadth, length, depth, and height.

The Lords of Lucidulum, who governed Vomestra, would not share their knowledge of cross-dimensional travel that the Celestials had granted them long ago in the Earliest Days, for the freedom to traverse the immeasurable breadth, length, depth, and height of the universe—including that of the Primary World—was a boon that few possessed. The Asogians trusted in their connection to the Force more than to appearances, and for ages none discovered their secret of exploring strange realms beyond Skyriver, collecting what plants and wisdom they could…

A species named as the Q'rel created the nightmare machine. An enourmous machine capable of creating matter with mere thought.

But the Q’rel’s crowning monstrosity was a thirty-three-thousand-kilometer-wide supercomputer that could create matter out of conscious thought. This was accomplished by means of the Etoomveers that they’d captured… or, more specifically, the brains of the poor Nightmare Demons; such madness was justified on the grounds that the creatures were little more than the deadly vermin of the Enemy.

The earliest tests of the Nightmare Machine, so called by Ascendent Hornth Orntary, saw the Q’rel generate bizarre biological entities, multicellular, protoplasmic slaves that they called Shoggoths. These would not only aid in the construction of hidden cities around the galaxy from which they could strike against their growing number of enemies, but they could be turned to a doughty force of killers and sent against the dreary denizens of Illathurion.

The nightmare machine would use bring forth dreambeast from the subconscious mind of the Bedlam Spirits to destroy them. Except, it failed destroying them and have the dreambeast attacked the Q'rel.

Kel’tarcPei paid them no mind, for the final step in their plan to eradicate the Architects was ready. It was called invitation. “So will the Architects be destroyed by the horrifying dreambeasts of their own minds!” he exclaimed. When at last the Q’rel were convinced that they’d attained the pinnacle of their scientific achievements, they lured the Architects to Altair 4 by the means prescribed by Onrai.

When the Architects arrived, the Q’rel engaged the device which began generating forms from the phantasy of their subconscious minds, finding equivalent substance from illusion so as to bring potency to hellish vision, causing a host of terrifying Dreambeasts to storm out of the void!

But rather than cause fear, Tilotny was affronted: “More infernal beasts? What a waste of talent!”

Cold Danda Sine was amused: “It is something new for them!” His eyes gleamed red.

Splendid Ap was fascinated: “Before us preponderates a state of aptitudinal amelioration such has seldom been descried amongst even our supernal progeny.”

“Seek…” Tilotny commanded the Infernal Beasts rushing forward.

"And destroy,” Cold Danda Sine added, laughing as he turned the nightmare army upon its creators. The Infernal Beasts tore into the Q’rel with abandon, taking sustenance from their fear. When but ten percent of the Q’rel on Altair 4 were left, Tilotny commanded the creatures to halt, and the machine shut down.

“The apparatus has been rendered abeyant,” Ap informed her.

“So you are bent on destruction,” Tilotny addressed the terrified vestige of the Q’rel. “Good! We have use for ones such as you. Transport them.”

“I have transferred them to one of our worlds in Illathurion,” Cold Danda Sine said after they’d vanished. “Typhojem will wish to deploy them.”

“What of the machine?” Ap inquired. “I have pierced its workings, and I perceive that it is not quite the axiomatic inducer of ectoplasmic modeling the Q’rel presupposed it to be, but rather the erector of a vibrantly perforating cavity that magnetically draws eidolons of comparable temperament.”

“It will be here if we decide to make use of it,” Tilotny stated before they returned to Illathurion.

The Ancient Ones, Immortal Gods of the Sith, and Outer Gods which are just one of the many names referred to ones serving Nakhash are able to survive Tilotny's attacks. The best Tilotny could do is banishing them.

Grasping forth from the necromantic pits of the Hellworlds through the obscene gaps, the ravagers of light and life burst forth to roam and hunt and destroy.

Some said their true cores were yet bound in chains of earth and sea; others feared that their epoch of imprisonment had come to its end; whatever the case, the sapient voids that subjugated and integrated with their hosts’ bodies, minds, and souls, had many names and faces in many realms. To those who dwelt in Samûnaru, they would be known as the Ancient Ones, Immortal Gods of the Sith, and Outer Gods, and for long aeons their noisome shadow would fall upon the expanse.

Like the sudden onset of illness, she felt their presence. At once she removed their invisibility. Arrayed around her like the incarnadine bars of a cruel prison were six towering corpse-beings with a range of monstrous faces and flaming eyes. Three others lurked near: a sphere of burning jade that slowly circled the others; a dragonlike thing wrapped around one with a serpentine head; and an invisible darkness that would not be revealed. “You have not been given leave to enter my domain,” she warned while attempting to disperse their atoms into the void. When that failed, she tried transmuting their organic forms into rocks, plants, animals, even sapient beings—all to no avail.

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Enraged by the arrogance of these corposant interlopers and frustrated by her inability to destroy them, Tilotny turned a shade of cinnabar: “I banish you from my presence, foul exhalations! Sithlan! Eosforos! Astor! Lothan! Zhahar! Kako! Fallen Aion, whose spirit leads you! Yamm’ka, who is amongst you! Even Windagon, who watches and waits! Gods of Nothing! Nevermore will you enter our realm—you are cut off from your pits of excrement and hateful legions!”

As a whirling black spot, an anti-nebula appeared, swelling into a massive yawning helix that exerted an inexorable pull to draw the Charnel Gods out of Illathurion. In resentful silence they tested the strength of her malediction and strove to counter it and incinerate her, but they could not touch her nor undo the banishment, and as they began to dissipate, they spitefully reduced her home to a cloud of dust and gas. “Is that not more fitting for a queen of cinders and ash?” said one before he passed on.

...

Only at her birth had Tilotny felt so powerless. When first she’d met that ancient thing on the throne, she had no idea their powers were such as this, but deep down, she’d known—for she’d looked into those empty sockets and saw the hollowness of hoary and unholy chasms. In many ways, these beings were closer to those that were called her offspring, but those were at least subject to her. These Dark Ones— deicidal, unliving, universe-destroyers—were not. What are they then if not the foulest of corruptions to be eradicated? Yet against them I stand as one helpless, able to banish but not destroy or even transform. Or is that what they want me to believe?

The servants of Nakhash are noted to rival Tilotny in power.

Tilotny had chosen this place and time to bring her long-developed plans to fruition, but the stage now set was far direr than she could’ve imagined. She had expected the peoples of the galaxy to be angry at the defilement of the Humans, in terror of the Old Ones and their armies, and railing against the Celestials who would not defend them. While some of that had come to pass, the situation proved far more complex than she’d anticipated. The galaxy had not turned en masse against the Celestials; nor had she counted on having to deal with diabolic entities who rivaled her in power and ambition but exceeded her in cruelty.

The servants of Nakhash feasted upon thousands of thousands of people and quickly turned them into undead. Tilotny quickly destroy them.

For the last time, Tilotny opened up windows to all the worlds. With the ultimate defeat of these Outer Gods, the galaxy would see and hail her as their great savior and goddess. But the Ancient Ones were well aware of her actions. As they hovered above Oseon, the primary planet in the system, they began to feast. In mere moments, skins blackened, cracked, and peeled as organs burned and burst, causing thousands upon thousands to drop writhing and in unimaginable pain.

This was not how it was meant to be, they railed as they watched the bodies of friends and family contorting around them. This was no battle. This was nothing more than degradation and dishonor. But it was only the opening salvo. The Eldritch Ones raised the slain up. They stood silent for a moment, those unliving puppets with vacant eyes, before turning their gazes upon the living so as to tear, kill, and eat.

Tilotny waded into the midst of the chaotic mass. Wriggling corpses hurled themselves upon her. With the wave of her hand, she flattened them into dirt—and this time they stayed dead. But this world was lost, and she moved on to the next one where the Dark Ones had gone… and the one after that. Tilotny had seen countless wars, but this was something new, and she wanted it stopped.

With a roar, an entire star system get obliterated. Tilotny survived the attack without any injuries.

With an apoptotic roar, the Ancient Ones unleashed the dreadful powers they’d kept for last. The obliterating force tore through the entire Vorsuul system, generating a storm to end all storms, born of pure Darkness that macerated all the planets and moons around them. The only survivors were those who’d managed to get ferried out of the system by the ships of the Precursors; but so many had refused to evacuate that they’d been able to save but a small percent of the populace.

Tilotny remained untouched as countless numbers were devoured by the avatars of evil.

Supernatural encounters be making SW stronger than ever before.

SupremeZaarin · Mar 22, 2024

There's multiple plane of existence that is beyond space and time.

The Kindred ceased laughing. “It is the ultimate power!” they said in unison. “But if that is what you seek,” Ooradryl continued, “enough to surpass the Architects and Celestials… it can be obtained… for we have discovered another hidden plane beyond the time-space boundaries!”

Within one of many planes of existence, beyond time and space, are the Crystal Riders. They are known to be able to enter and exit wherever they want to go.

When he demanded they show him what they meant, they projected into his mind a glimpse of the hidden crystalline realm they’d recently encountered, and he learned then of the mysterious Crystal Riders who could enter and exit at will. “Perhaps with one such as these, you might find and conquer the dimensions. We are content as we are. But for one such as you, know that beyond these stars lie other galaxies, worlds, and beings…” They spoke in truth, but only so that he might depart from Skyriver which they wished to harvest for themselves without interference and at their own pace.

Intrigued, Typhojem consulted his two Xothian hierophants on Crystal Riders and ways to conquer other realms, dimensions, universes, etc.

What the Kindred had said was true. His power had not reached its full potential. Upon this would he now focus his attention. The two Xothian hierophants who studied the mysteries considered the information Typhojem brought them regarding the Crystal Riders.

“They remain an enigma,” Fatalomin informed him, “and have thus far remained neutral in the war. They are believed to have given birth to various forms of sapient crystal life, but we cannot verify these rumors. Silicon-based life has long existed, and even the Sith have done breeding experiments with some, creating the twenty-foot-tall giants of Rasoom.”

“Who the Crystal Riders are, none know,” rasped Orbrebba. “Some say they are of the Elder Races. Others believe that they are something else altogether, dwelling within an interior world of their own, vast and utterly alien to those in the galaxy outside yet connected to it by an unseen matrix attuned to both the inner and outer worlds and able to penetrate the veil between them. If this is true, they would, indeed, have the properties to force open a door unto other planes—even possibly to the provinces of the Celestials if that is what you wish.”

A sufficiently powerful crystal can also be used as well.

“I wish results and will spend my wrath on all who fail to produce them!” Typhojem thundered.

“Short of a Crystal Rider, there is nothing we can do!” replied Fatalomin haughtily. “Crystals have no inherent magical properties beyond the aesthetic and practical, for which reason they are used as storage devices.”

“If we had the right crystal, however,” Orbrebba added quickly before their master obliterated them, “we might be able to alter one of the gates to achieve your ends. But remember that we are but humble servants, not mighty gods!”

Thargorograht planned the Great Web. When completed, it would connect every single universe.

He knew Thargorograht to be unequivocally treacherous, hatching scheme upon scheme in her revolting Black Nest. And from his spies he knew she’d already conceived the idea of cross-dimensional travel—restless as she was to ensure abundance for her growing offspring and servants—and though it would take long millennia, the Great Web would eventually border strange and far-off dimensions where the vanguard of her forces would explore and infest. It was prophesied that when the Great Webs of Gorog were complete, all the universes would be connected, and then the end would come.

Typhojem resorted to cataclysmic acts to create his own crystals after failing to find a Crystal Rider. It began by diverting a comet to Geonosis' largest moon.

Finding the silicon-based offspring of the Crystal Riders would be no easy feat, even for one so mighty as he. Alas, as the arrogant, dim-witted, and outspoken Kaldane researchers, D’rawk and Diwn-Ain, came to inform him before he slowly disemboweled them, one was already in the grasp of his sister: the Shadowstone!

...

For Typhojem, now coming in secret upon this battle, this was an opportunity. He was a powerful sorcerer in his own right. By striking at Geonosis, which was rich in mineral properties, he thought to produce his own living jewel. That it would also reduce his sister’s ever-growing forces was an additional advantage.

The dreaded Old One redirected a comet out of its trajectory to collide with the planet’s largest moon. The cataclysmic fallout wiped out huge numbers on both sides, leaving the world arid and burnt for long years. The Greedle and those races who could live underground with the Poldt survived deep in the planet’s interior.

The Night Queen would have no proof of her sibling’s treachery, but ever there were whispers upon her vast web….

He failed to get the right crystal after he hit the largest moon on Geonosis. He then went to a larger target, the sun of Qixoni, causing a supernova.

Typhojem’s tests resulted in several satellites, the Crystal Passage, and the rare Rol Stones, but no viable energy source. His next target would be considerably larger. He chose the sun of Qixoni.

...

But such lesser beings were beneath his notice, and as he drove the intense temperatures of Qixoni high enough to go supernova, the metals and minerals of its nearest world fused into scarlet crystals.

The Qix are energy beings with their pets, the Sparx. They can cover entire sectors of space and act as living energy shields. They can enter and move through hyperspace very quickly.

This would be seen by his siblings as a sensible move to wipe out the vexatious Qix—sapient energy-beings who, along with their sentient pets, the Sparx, could traverse the hyperlanes at dizzying speeds to aid worlds in need of protection. After having to imprison their disloyal offspring in Illathurion, the A’qavish-qerach had created the Qix and Sparx to serve as advanced defense matrices, living energy fields that could protect entire sectors of space from hostile incursions, for which reason the Old Ones could not so readily destroy many of their choicest targets. Few of the infernal forces could penetrate their mass of writhing vectors as they moved about seemingly at random but always with deadly intent. As with other energy creations of the Precursors, such as the Teezl and Tirrith, they had proved a considerable source of irritation during the war.

The supernova made by Typhojem created the Qixoni crystals which are used by the hierophants to enhance Force powers. They attempted to configure them with various gates, including the Infinity Gate and a Gree Hypergate. Though not yet powerful enough, they showed potential.

With his Qixoni crystals (also called Bloodstars for their resemblance to that celestial phenomenon) in hand, Typhojem’s hierophants could enhance the Force and, through blood magic, engineer more. An Infinity Gate was appropriated along with other kinds of gates and then reconfigured. To their dismay, the crystals had no discernable effects on the Infinity Gate, save for their destructive capabilities that more often than not resulted in explosions in their facilities. With the Gree Hypergate, however, they produced a ripple. It was not yet powerful enough to open even a narrow fissure, and additional crystals produced no greater effect, but it was enough to indicate progress.

Orax, a Crystal Rider with the help of the Bedlam Spirits. She repurposed crystals into prismatic "angle snares" or "soul snares." She used them to trap the Shadows near Sine's realm.

Orax took his advice and telepathically revealed all that she’d learned of Typhojem’s plans to the Cephalons, who brought it before the Conclave of the Firstborn. After this, she summoned forth the willing Shard who agreed to this strange adventure. With the thaumaturgical assistance of the Architects, they re-purposed crystals into interlocking, prismatic angle-snares, which were placed in starry positions around Sine’s boreal estate. The activity drew forth the vengeful shades and hunting shadows who loomed near to Z’lykarior, the realm of Cold Danda Sine, as they often sought to spy upon his deeds, and he sprung the trap laid for them.

Laughing as the sadistic entities were rendered immobile within the angle-traps, Sine said, “Let us see what you can do when your energies are bent to my will.”

After capturing the Shadow Beings, Sine and Ap had implanted these angle-snares into the core of the thirteen planets to enact positive change. The opposite happened. Death and decay only got increased.

Sine and Ap implanted thirteen of them within the hearts of several worlds in the galaxy, connecting them intrinsically to the life-force of each. But no constructive changes manifested. Despite the energy the worlds drew from the Shadow Demons, death and decay were not halted, and no symbiosis was achieved. The Shadows could not effect positive change, nor could life draw upon their corrupted élan without becoming deeply contaminated. In fact, the systems in which the soul-snares were implanted showed greater deterioration, as if the very spleen of those brooding spectres seeped out to curdle the spaces around them. The ore of Phaegon III’s moon became infused with black energy; the dimensional walls within the Cowl Crucible Nebula began to weaken. In some places, the effect was localized, such as on the plains of Abundo on Bardotta, the seas of Recopia, and the Osua mountains of Shatuun. Other worlds were wholly contaminated, such as Durace, Usk, Lotho Minor, Weik, Attahox, Sarn, Zigoola, and the moon of Tython. Ap and Sine wondered anew at the ill effect the Charnel Worlds must have had upon Illathurion.

Orax used the Silentium to create the Metatrons. These were quantum-physical bodies that would house the Soul Snares. It was her intention to create a race of warriors out of them. There is the fact that Shadow Beings cannot be destroyed permanently.

As this matter clearly belonged to the realm of the metaphysical and they could not procure a Celestial for questioning or experimentation, Sine recalled to mind the words of Orax and thought upon those called the Whills. With their tests concluded, Sine confronted the Crystal Rider. “To what purpose will you put your soul snares?”

"Those trapped within the prisms will be made into a race of warriors.”

“That does not seem wise!” Splendid Ap ventured.

“I will have full control over them,” she replied sharply. “As you yourself indicated, we cannot hide forever. I will transport them to Siletia in the Sil’Lume system of the Seitia sector. There, the Silentium whom I have befriended will help me construct for them metallurgic bodies both durable and resilient and implant the angle-snares within. In this way, when any come to harm us or our kind, they will rue the attempt.”

“We should destroy the prisms and their hosts,” Ap told Sine. “You saw what became of the cybernetic Xylan, the remnant of whom our sister shut down to prevent the annihilation they would otherwise have carried out.”

But Sine had already made up his mind. “There is no way of knowing if we can permanently destroy the Shadow Beings… In this way, we are assured they remain trapped and perhaps may serve some good use.”

Orax got her wish, and the Silentium—those sapient droidlike beings who’d been shaped in the geometric forms of their Mu-Abin makers—aided her in constructing quantum physical bodies on a molecular level that had the potential to grow through self-replication. They were called at this time Metatrons. As the process would take some time, Orax went into hiding on nearby Luminaire.

Kedavra who is a Crystal Rider was first welcomed by the Arbran Precursors into the inner world of their planet Arbra. There she infused the realm with unique energy sources such as sunstones and Bræsen crystals.

Within the interior of their world, the Arbran Precursors had built an underworld paradise of typhonian chasms, mountainous fungi-forests, and fissures within which giant etiolated cacti grew, and when the Empyrean Wars began, it was there that they went to live.

When the enigmatic Kedavra came exploring their wondrous depths, they received her with welcome as a traveler in hiding. She in turn imbued their world with her fulgurant aspects, bringing forth Sunstones and Bræsens, giant, glowing stalagmites that extended outward from their planet’s core. The latter were her crystal offspring, but it was the former that had intrigued Cold Danda Sine more.

Kedavra became the Jewel of Arbra. This would ensure that the Arbrans would be safe from the war that destroys stars.

In time, Kedavra became known as the Jewel of Arbra, for the oval, cobalt-colored gem not only provided a better source of energy for the underground cities in which they now hid from the war tearing up the stars, but she ensured that no solar or lunar attacks could destabilize their world.

As a Crystal Rider, Kedavra could open up portals to different universes.

With Kedavra, she might even be able to open windows in and out of Illathurion and reign amongst the spheres, perhaps even surpassing Tilotny’s influence one day. Kedavra would not so easily be swayed, but Thargorograht was a patient creature. However long it took, in time Kedavra would come to love and worship her as all her children did.

Kedavra can communicate telepathically with other Crystal Riders.

It was through this interaction that Kedavra learned of Typhojem’s perilous plans and telepathically warned her sisters. But even in this Thargorograht had played a role, having encouraged Kedavra to do so, and thereby ensuring that her sibling would gain no foothold unto other worlds from which he might gain advantage over her.

From the largest mountain, Jennoshim used her abilities to create a consciousness called Aughra. Aughra's purpose was the maintenance of harmony among the people, flora, and fauna of Thra.

Jennoshim appeared on a world in the Deep Core known as Mítra but called Thra by its inhabitants. Although she was now hidden and safe from Typhojem, few civilizations had been spared in the Empyrean Wars, and it hurt to watch the once gentle, dreamfasting inhabitants battling against one another over a conflict that had begun during that terrible war. Perhaps she could help. Jennoshim knew this act would forever bind her to this world, but she did not operate on fear or the desire for self-preservation but on the tender voice that spoke within her.

With her considerable strength, she reached deep into the world’s largest mountain, touching minds with the wild but still serene Elementals that dwelt within Thra in order to form a shape into which she imbued a good part of her insight, vigor, and empathy, generating a consciousness that would maintain harmony amongst the peoples and the flora and fauna. She would be called Aughra.

Ooradryl, Waru, Uthoqquan, and Nyeegath are noted to be nigh-indestructible.

Ooradryl, Waru, Uthoqquan, and Nyeegath were near-indestructible; even Typhojem and Thargorograht could not command them.

In fear of being devoured by Mnggal-Mnggal. They wanted to consume all of Corundum which would give them enough power to fight against Mnggal-Mnggal.

With even this little bit of success, she felt herself gain strength, and she penetrated further until she began to see another entity… a sibling of sorts… wholly hideous beyond description and even fouler and more dangerous than they. This malevolence was referred to as the Devourer and the Sickness… It was yet trapped. But for how long? Should this entity ever get loose, no world in the galaxy would survive… she realized. But if their offspring grew first, they would have no need to fear or flee, for they would comprise a dominant force in Skyriver, and the sustenance that a realm like Corundum could provide would make them hale enough to devour the Devourer!

To understand on how impressive this is. Corundum is known as an otherworld. The term otherworld actually refers to universes.

“So, these otherworlds are accessible from our galaxy?” Cuenyne asked, more concerned with cosmology than demonology.

“Some… through portals. The largest of these is an analogue of Skyriver that is known by its caretakers as Hyperion, the cognomen given to the Echo Dimension. It was first fashioned by one of the Architects who also crafted Apeiron, which is the Infinity Realm, formed to test out temporal turbulences in a containment of uncharted spheres that are, but are not, and yet are no more.”

“Well, that’s not too confusing!” I remarked.

"The otherworlds also include Aenir, created by another of the Architects, Oneirichor, Corundum, and Frivoli, which are all connected. Then there are the Hidden Worlds of Vitae, Mortis, and Katurrah. These should not be conflated with the Sacred Worlds of Isorropía, Angorathea, Ravaath, and Andowyne. The Unseen Realm predates all of these, situated deep within the Circle of the Spirit bordering the Primary Dimension.”

The Kindred were forced to retreat. But their surviving offspring would eventually evolve into entities known as Space Grazers, massive beings that fed on the Force of worlds and suns.

With whatever progeny they could gather, the Kindred withdrew. Nyeegath aided them in departing back to their realm, and it would be some time before they’d recover. They could still access their numerous shrines in order to provide sustenance for their offspring, but ever they would seek to regain the power they’d once had, for which reason they began to keep an even closer watch on their siblings.

...

As to the other surviving offspring of the Kindred, they would grow slowly over time as they fed on the alms of their procreators, expanding their corpulent, anfractuous bodies and minds until they cast off to sail the stars as Space Grazers—so called by those who no longer believed the horrors and wonders of the Cosmic Wars. These lethal entities, different in form and function from those who’d spawned them, grew so large that they began to feed on the life-force of worlds and suns, seeking those that dwelt within.

Queen Cherlindrea can grant the convoy of Cobol a realm of their own, which is akin and adjacent to Oneirichor or known as the Realm of Dreams or Dreamlands. Reminder that Oneirichor is an otherworld meaning that it is an entire universe. As such, what Cherlinda is granting these people is an entire universe. Also, Cherlindrea came from one of Lucas' works Willows

Queen Cherlindrea tried to explain that she’d merely been discreet so as not to cause undue disturbance and that the callings granted by the Whills were not to be discounted, for they spoke the Will of the Supreme Maker, but it all fell on deaf ears.

To assuage the apprehensions of Greater and Lesser Faery, the Queen announced, “I shall grant you a compensatory boon. I shall grant you a realm of your own wherein you might live in an enclosed land just beyond the veil. It shall be as a reflection of the lost worlds of the Earliest Days, a small dimension partly within the Circle of the Spirit akin and adjacent to the Realm of Dream that we’d opened to the bereaved Star Dragons. Here is a rare opportunity to live in one or both. By way of the World Gates you may pass to and fro and across Andowyne. But to ensure that no violence is brought into this sanctified land, a condition is placed on all Veil Folk who wish to travel or dwell there: henceforth, you will be imbued with an innate aversion to iron and forged steel. Your own blood will repel and curdle at its touch. So will the consecrated lands be kept free of weapons of war.”

The universe is noted to have infinite space.

When the Silentium discovered that the Metatrons had escaped and were the ones known as the Tan Ru and Abominor who were wreaking havoc across infinite space, they flew forth like an angry flock of Harks to apprehend them.

The Abominor are capable of merging into a massive, monstrous entity. They blew up the moon and threw a piece of it out of its mouth to destroy the twin city, Garagon.

Beholding the unnatural and menacing cloud gathering in the skies above, the Tempestro banded together to ward off this mysterious threat. As they were amongst the strongest of the Elder Races, few had bested them, but they did not rest on their laurels. While the Abominor initiated the process of fastening themselves together into a gargantuan death-machine, the Tempestro acted fast, sending a fleet of Xaxxon ships to eliminate the threat. These ships were armed with a sinigrin compound, a volatile, organic chemical that had been harvested from the nearby moon that, when used as an agent in their sini-bombs, could destroy Abominor ships.

This unexpected defense saw the battle go in favor of the Tempestro at first, but as more Abominor vessels kept arriving, they began to overwhelm the home guard. And as more Xaxxon ships were lost, the stronger the enemy grew until they completed their formation. Shaped into a sinister and monstrous head, the amalgamated Abominor blotted out the sun as it blew up the moon, terrifying the formerly confident Tempestro. And in a booming voice like thunder, it roared sardonically: “Beware! I hunger!”

Before going on to devour the remaining Xaxxon ships, the Abominor shot out of its mouth a projectile, a piece of Tempest’s erstwhile moon that bore down like a missile on their capital, the twin-city of Garagon.

Like his father, Splendid Ap, Hidden Pithem has the ability to manipulate time and travel to other dimensions.

Hidden Pithem, the beloved offspring of Splendid Ap, was a spherical, crystalline entity regarded by the few who knew him as the Crystal Guardian of Time. And like his sire, he could bend time within this expanse and open space to external dimensions.

Splendid Ap had created multiple otherworlds. Some of which were made accidentally or on purpose. Hidden Pithem can navigate through the outlying regions of the omniverse.

After the vanishing of the Mu-Abin, Pithem went in search of the otherworlds that lay beyond the veil, first coming upon a wayward station that opened to Apeiron’s Infinity Worlds, some of which had been created as accidents in the time-space continuum or on purpose by his parent.

As he navigated between omniversal purlieus, he suddenly found himself in an odd place where he was startled by a curious voice. “Your sire was not known for his subtlety,” said the Mind-Matrix of the World Between Worlds when Pithem suddenly arrived at the strange nexus. “You are… interesting.”

Celestials are able to enter the quantum fabric of reality.

“They are Celestials who’d entered into the quantum fabric of reality to better guide the living towards the harmonious nexus of growth and health. They are careful not to interfere with the freedom to do good or ill—for which reason the Whills do not command but speak only through the Midichloria. This realm can benefit from your application. You spoke of compassion, the possession of which has become rare. If I am to venture a guess, it is from there that one should always proceed.”

A supernova does nothing to Typhojem.

The supernova succeeded in vanquishing Typhojem’s minions, but Typhojem himself remained unharmed, eerily glowing from within, as he reached in and pulled Cornus into his grasp.

Typhojem captured two Crystal Riders, Carnel and Cornus. He used them to make an interdimensional gate within the Hypergate.

Typhojem brought Carnel to his scientific teams but held back Cornus to test what might occur. At once, the scientists became afflicted with a withering disease and began dying. Lord Zeoran-Eepaax perished during this plague, as did numerous Galderians and Xothians. Once Cornus was reunited with Carnel, the pestilence ended, and the surviving scientists resumed their work. The two crystals, together, were now used as a power-source, relay network, and a focusing lens to create from the Hypergate an Interdimensional Gate to pierce the cloak.

Accidents breaching the space-time continuum would result in the creation of a new place outside it.

Accidents that caused breaches in the continuum of time-space required the creation of a place outside of standard space and time, and this was served by Apeiron and those guardians who stood outside the timestream who oversaw the integrity of the realms and ensured that matters were arranged as if they had always been.

The Oneirichor is boundless in size.

In the distance stood great lintels to the otherworlds: Oneirichor, Corundum, Aenir, and Frivoli, but it was the misty and boundless walls of the Dreamlands and its dread antipode that caught his attention.

Typhojem's creation of the interdimensional gate had caused portals and pathways between the multiple cosmos to open up synchronistically.

Though Typhojem did not fully comprehend it, it was he who’d created a bridge between Apeiron, Hyperion, and Skyriver, his breach synchronistically causing portals around the communal cosmos to unlock.

Despite this, Typhojem was unable to access the Unseen Realm, the home of the Celestials.

The Unseen Realm alone remained concealed from Typhojem’s sight, inaccessible and unassailable, but he could sense the invisible pathways all around, strange and hallucinogenic passages. Are these roads to the secret domain of the Celestials? he wondered greedily. Or do they yet embark upon other unknown galaxies? No matter. All will soon become subject to my commands as I, the promethean High Priest, become King of the Jeweled Worlds, before whom even the Celestial Powers will weep and be annihilated.

Typhojem is able to split a part of his presence with the world in which Mnggal-Mnggal was held.

Typhojem transferred an aspect of his presence to the world of that foulest of entities, that venatic, purulent sibling, Mnggal-Mnggal.

Hidden Pithem was able to block Typhojem.

“Only death can release you from this oath! That who now obstructs you is not the Mighty Mother but none other than the hidden son of Splendid Ap.”

Hidden Pithem sealed off Typhojem from contacting Mnggal-Mnggal.

Typhojem sought to learn more, but the window to the Devourer’s world was mysteriously shut and sealed, and though he attempted the invocation several more times, he could no longer reach Mnggal-Mnggal.

Ultimately, Typhojem overpowered Pithem's defenses and he plans to subsume him to his will.

If the son of Splendid Ap truly lives, he must be subsumed to my will—and if not, I will ground the child into burnt embers! Once more, he pushed at the Gate of Apeiron with an electrifying burst of the purest dark energy, and this time, he penetrated the Infinity Realm

Splendid Ap can create multiple space-time continuums.

"It was placed in my Apeiron dimension within the cluster of space-time continuums that I fashioned to explore temporal paradoxes in a contained environment that would not infringe upon our reality—”

Splendid Ap can rewind time several times. He can even cause one of them to become a new world, separate from Apterra.

“The tetrahedral pyramids sent forth by the Outer Gods in their guise as Lords of the Galaxy were flat, black, non-reflective, rectangular solids in different sizes, usually in the ratio of one: four: nine…” When he saw Sine glaring at him and Tilotny crossing her arms, he moved on, “Yes, well, their intended purpose was to advance ignorant, ambitious, and arrogant peoples—ascending them as chosen representatives, much as you had both done with the Elai, Elium, and others. On my duplicate of Terra I, what I call Apterra, the Monoliths descended upon a tribe of hominids, which, with flagitious augmentation, were transformed into a sapient race; these were soon enslaved by the Humans. Taking advantage of an international conflict, they won freedom and over time became the dominate race as the Humans were reduced to surviving stragglers. Curiously, the sapient apes followed their former masters’ path of war and exploitation. There were various permutations of this as I rewound time—undoing even their destruction of the world—to see how events might play out differently. The results proved quite stimulating! In one scenario, which I allowed to continue on its own world, all of the faunae became sapient!"

Cold Danda Sine's laughter chilled everyone in Otherspace and even Realspace.

Tilotny dipped her head in parting and vanished. Splendid Ap made a kind of sigh and followed. Shuttering himself away in the spectral isolation of his rimy sphere, Cold Danda Sine could only laugh as he pondered bringing forth another offspring, one that might devour the very fabric of time and space, but his laughter was mixed with mourning, and so great was the echo of his mad cachinnation that it chilled the aphelion inhabitants of Illathurion and rang out to the galaxy beyond!

SupremeZaarin · Mar 30, 2024

Reading through Supernatural Encounters, there are some interesting stuff. For example, this passage is pretty much Steven Universe.

Not only were certain crystals imbrued with properties, such as the violet Starstones and the many used in lightsaber construction, but new crystal cultures developed, including organic forms generated by “hard light” with complex modes of expression. Humanoid manifestations were favored by some, such as the gem-like entities of the Kruos Cooperative governed by four diamond-caste plutarchs from their homeworld, a ringed planet ruined earlier in the war. Colonizing and intending to sterilize a world inhabited by Humans, one of the rulers successfully rebelled against their genocidal plans, though the war left their kingdom in doldrums for millennia until it was upended without violence by a hybrid (the offspring of the ruler who fell in love with a Human) who proved that lofty ideals like faith and compassion could contend with the engines of empire.

There's also Avatar: The Last Airbender with one of the Sacred Worlds named Ravaath.

“The otherworlds also include Aenir, created by another of the Architects, Oneirichor, Corundum, and Frivoli, which are all connected. Then there are the Hidden Worlds of Vitae, Mortis, and Katurrah. These should not be conflated with the Sacred Worlds of Isorropía, Angorathea, Ravaath, and Andowyne. The Unseen Realm predates all of these, situated deep within the Circle of the Spirit bordering the Primary Dimension.”

The enemy of Ravaath is called as Vatuu.

The Celestials did not use the names of the Enemy, which they referred to by various epithets: Bogan, the Ancient Ones, Lords of Darkness, Outer Gods, Necromantic Ones, Eldritch Powers, Eternal Ones, Timeless Ones, and later, the Immortal Gods of the Sith. So as to distinguish the head of that pantheon from the others, they referred to the Dark One as the Father of Shadows. Some cults that emerged in the Cosmic Wars depicted his blasphemous idol as that of a winged, lion-headed, serpent-entwined keybearer called Aion or Ong, though the people of Ravaath called the ancient oppressor Mortuus and Vatuu.

This sounds familiar...

“You have not thought long enough, Marutz,” Wutzek contended. “Ravaath is the Sacred World from which we first entered the Ocean of the Osiarch, and yet we see it defiled. The nation of Imperia builds a mighty empire, conquering both the Southern Expanse and the Windward Steppes ere it turns its attention to Nordagh, the only rival capable of opposing it. Thus, the Eldritch Power is released by their war, and it will keep returning, for the Humans will continually wage war!”

It has Harmonic Coverngence as well.

Marutz had already considered this: “The Lords of Darkness are not easily lured. The barrier between our realm and the material one is most permeable on Ravaath; our arrival will open barriers at the poles where none dwell and the walls are thinnest. In such a place, I will have the greater advantage.”

“You may be able to ensnare him in the Harmonic Convergence,” Niphal intoned. This was the time when the planets of the system lined up as they did at the start, when the Celestials first manifested in Samûnaru, strengthening the mesh of cosmic energy that flowed from the Force.

The Spirit World of Avatar is actually made by the Whills.

“More must be done,” declared Wutzek. “His very presence—even ensnared—puts all of Ravaath, not just its Humans, but the beasts and Elementals, in danger.”

“I will fashion for them a Spirit World akin to the Circle of the Spirit wherein they will be contained and safe until the time comes to integrate them into the Unseen Realm.” This announcement was made by Lady Braghlei, the Shamaness of the Whills, speaking for the first time. A few claimed that it was from her and Amon Lith that Lluxos conceived of the idea of Skyriver, while some said that there were other elder ones besides those from which Samûnaru was conceived. “Provided the contagion of darkness does not overwhelm Ravaath, the spirits can preserve the sacred qualities of this world and perhaps even aid the Humans.”

That's enough for Avatar: The Last Airbender. There's another one for Aliens Vs Predator.

Their greatest successes were the Irrukiine, crafted from Hanadak, Wyrwulves, and the apes of Irudiru; and these were gifted to the Sith, who employed them as sentinels and soldiers. But the Malak would find hunting the E’Yautja far more difficult. Cannier and more adept at this deadly game, they soon enough turned things on their head, laying traps for the Hunters, killing them, and infusing themselves with their DNA to enhance their strength, dexterity, and intelligence, as they did with the best of their prey. Refusing to accept defeat at the hands of runaway slaves, the Engineers developed an aggressive endoparasitoid species with a protective exoskeleton and hive-mind. If they could not kill the E’Yautja, these would!

Here's one referencing Metroid

The flightless Chojinzoku avians were once a race of great scientists who had been close to their UrSkek forebears, who they called the Luminoth. But early in the chaos of the Empyrean Wars, their progenitors became embroiled in a fifty-year conflict with their amorphous dark halves, an aggressive shapeshifting race that emerged when their world was beset by a sentient meteor from Phaze that caused it to create a dark twin in Otherspace which had driven some to psychosis and the race to near-extinction. Fearful and without the guidance of their parent race, the Chojinzoku agreed to accept the augmentations of the Architects. As legend would have it, this came at a cost. They had their technological prowess enhanced by the Architects, which served to increase their arrogance and disregard for consequences, but when they refused to fight for them or submit their worlds, the Architects collapsed their wings.

But even while the Chojinzoku were celebrating and boasting that there was nothing that they and science could not accomplish, their Kometo, or “ultimate warriors” as they called them, were proving not only effective against the Mnggal parasites but far deadlier, more aggressive, and harder to kill! And yet even as the creatures turned on them, they refused to believe they had done something wrong.

There's also Mass Effect

The one Arrak faction that declined to be altered departed instead for Massula, where they sought to break the cycle of war between its organic and synthetic lifeforms by creating a robotic intelligence charged with preserving life. But preserving self-destructive lifeforms was a contradiction that drove it to madness. So, taking inspiration from the Arrak, the intelligence created a race of biomechanical starships that would “preserve” life by scooping up sapient lifeforms and converting them into biomass to create more Reapers. They then departed into the Void to slumber before beginning a new cycle of purges that continued until Humans from Arrth united Massula against them.

Though fashioned in replica of Sol, Arrth was established after the outbreak of the Empyrean Wars without the involvement of the Architects and isn’t an Earthworld.

There's even one for Warhammer40K.

:LULZ

An ancient civilization, the Ankh had served the Old Ones in the Empyrean Wars. They came to dwell at the edge of the galaxy on a world of the same name. Centuries of competing dynasties and civil wars saw the Ankh grow physically and mentally scarred by the radiation of their star, which had been damaged by another competing fanatical and wicked servitor race. The call to arms by the Night Queen was the catalyst for the Ankh’s ruling Triarch to unite their peoples, not for the Old Ones but against them, declaring war on those they blamed for all their troubles!

It did not go well for them, and their civilization was ravaged. Had it not been for their scientists, who succeeded in an area few before them had, they’d have perished. Now, they called up the Elementals to fight on their behalf.

Pyrdrakons or Sun Dragons were by nature the most frenetic of the Elementals. Add to this the fact that this particular Sun Dragon had also been maddened by the catastrophic damage done to Ankh’s star, and one might understand why, once freed, it flew to feed on the nearby suns before summoning the Firedrakes from within Ankh to join it. When the sated Fire Elementals turned to see who these scientists on Ankh were and if they might be good to eat as well, the Triarch offered them something they’d never before known—power.

Within organo-metallic armor that could be shaped and reshaped at will, the Fire Elementals agreed to lead the Ankh against their ancient masters. In preparation, the creatures reshaped themselves into figures that mimicked the ancient gods. For this reason, they later came to be worshipped as Star Gods. But whether from madness or hubris, the ardent Fire Elementals turned as cruel as their opponents.

Perhaps they thought it wise or perhaps it was a cruel hoax, but the Star Gods challenged Zarekh, King of the Ankh, to don the same armor: “If it’s the Old Ones you truly wish to defeat, far thicker skins that what you presently wear you will need!”

The Triarch debated. Finally, Phaeron Rawkeyling, declared, “After all, why should we not? If we do this, we will have the immortality we have long desired and known ourselves entitled to!” And as they stepped boldly into the bio-furnaces to have their minds transferred into living metal bodies, their flesh melted away.

The Star Gods, forgetting they’d once been benevolent Starbirds, lapped up their life-forces. When they saw that only the spark of life itself remained, they said, “Let us give them some of our essence.” What emerged in those robotic bodies was something governed by the insanity of tyranny that sought to purify through fire.

The Star Gods and armies of Ankh terrified the myriads of inhabitants of Illathurion and drew the attention of the Night Queen’s myriad servitors and other ghastly Old Ones, who respected the threat and went to war against them. Even the Sephi joined their cause, knowing what horrors would befall the galaxy if maddened Fire Elementals who thought they were gods held sway.

The Triarch’s victory was at hand when they decided the time had come to get out from under the yoke of the Star Gods. Based on the workings of the ancient angle-snares, their scientists had fashioned in secret shards, inside of each was a tiny pocket dimension, into which the Fire Elementals were lured and trapped.

In a rare moment of farsight, before the Sephi and other Elder Races could then turn on them, as the Ankh knew they intended, the Triarch ordered their people to hibernate in deep, underground catacombs upon numerous tomb worlds, many of which remain unknown, save for a few such as Ankhela (later Iktoch), Ankhural, and Necr’ygor, places from which they would later emerge after they’d been long-forgotten. Calling themselves the Necryn, they would go forth to take back the stars.

I listened to one of the interviews with Joe Bongiorno and he said that he could have included Transformers in Supernatural Encounters, but he didn't have enough time to do extensive research.

There are a lot of references to non-SW works in SE.

SupremeZaarin · Mar 30, 2024

Okay, I was listening to the interviews. The universal existence erasure feat done by the Mind-Matrix with the help of the 1,000 Cephalons might be more impressive than I initially thought.

The feat in question is Typhojem's attempt to find and capture the Hidden Pithem in order to spread its consciousness throughout space-time, much like the Infinite Zamasu in the anime. So, Hidden Pithem was hidden in one of Splendid Ap's creations, the Apeiron. The Apeiron or the Infinity Worlds or the Infinity Realm is actually where the SW N-canon stuff happens. So essentially, it is a place of what ifs deviated from the true and actual canon.

The true and actual canon which is the Skyriver or Samûnaru universe had its events to be unchanging and infinite. The Disney Canon universe is named Hyperion. Star Wars Infinities is named Apeiron. At first I thought it was just a normal universe. Then I realized it couldn't be a universe like Skyriver or Hyperion. It is something else.

Firstly, it is noted that there are uncharted spheres within Apeiron.

“Some… through portals. The largest of these is an analogue of Skyriver that is known by its caretakers as Hyperion, the cognomen given to the Echo Dimension. It was first fashioned by one of the Architects who also crafted Apeiron, which is the Infinity Realm, formed to test out temporal turbulences in a containment of uncharted spheres that are, but are not, and yet are no more.”

Spheres can be referred to whole universes.

“No,” Cuenyne corrected. “Otherspace is large enough to be considered a galaxy but is a pocket dimension within our galaxy, and there are potentially more; but this isn’t just a pocket dimension. It’s the primary one from which all the rest extend. Look. All of these represent universes, and all of them emanate from a single source.”

“The fishbowl?” I asked.

“I suppose that is what it looks like; but yes, that would be the Primary World. Ours appears to be here, just one of many spheres, all enclosed systems.”

“But we’re the Primary Universe…”

“Another theory proved wrong,” the droid quipped. “All of the later action takes place within our spherical dimension or universe. Nothing further is shown of the Prime Dimension in any of the other pillars, suggesting—”

The book doesn't have the words to be precise in its definitions. So when the word "world" is being used, it simply doesn't mean an entire planet, it could actually refer to an entire universe. For an example, otherworlds doesn't refer to planets but entire universes themselves. There's also Hidden Worlds such as Mortis which we know is an universe. Also, Vitae is the name for Abeloth's realm.

“So, these otherworlds are accessible from our galaxy?” Cuenyne asked, more concerned with cosmology than demonology.

“Some… through portals. The largest of these is an analogue of Skyriver that is known by its caretakers as Hyperion, the cognomen given to the Echo Dimension. It was first fashioned by one of the Architects who also crafted Apeiron, which is the Infinity Realm, formed to test out temporal turbulences in a containment of uncharted spheres that are, but are not, and yet are no more.”

“Well, that’s not too confusing!” I remarked.

"The otherworlds also include Aenir, created by another of the Architects, Oneirichor, Corundum, and Frivoli, which are all connected. Then there are the Hidden Worlds of Vitae, Mortis, and Katurrah. These should not be conflated with the Sacred Worlds of Isorropía, Angorathea, Ravaath, and Andowyne. The Unseen Realm predates all of these, situated deep within the Circle of the Spirit bordering the Primary Dimension.”

Here's another where the Primary World doesn't really mean just a planet, it refers to the universe as a whole. Dreamlands is a name for Oneirichor which is an otherworld.

“In the Primary World, time is as an unyielding master. In the Sub-Realms, which touch the Dreamlands, the Cosmic Clock works more as a storyteller….”

It is pretty much on a case-by-case basis as to what these words actually mean in the particular context in which they are used.

Anyways getting back to Apeiron.

Apeiron is described having many worlds.

Splendid Ap went on to take over his new world. Later, he would nurture the curious product of the alien Monoliths. The containment sphere of his dimension would come to hold many more of his experimental worlds, places in which he would observe, learn, and occasionally interfere; worlds in which the standard laws of temporality were altered or suspended as he saw fit. It became the dimension known as Apeiron or the Infinity Realm.

Worlds could refer to a universe or a planet.

Here's another one when Hidden Pithem went on to search for otherworlds.

After the vanishing of the Mu-Abin, Pithem went in search of the otherworlds that lay beyond the veil, first coming upon a wayward station that opened to Apeiron’s Infinity Worlds, some of which had been created as accidents in the time-space continuum or on purpose by his parent.

Infinity Worlds is a name for Apeiron and it has otherworlds as plural, not singular.

Apeiron is made up of multiple domains and are referred to dimensions.

Few besides the Mind-Matrix and the Cephalons understood what these odd dimensions truly were. Though they seemed tangible, Apeiron was made up of tenuous, uncompleted, partly substantial domains, which the Mind-Matrix now telepathically stitched together. Pithem then invisibly linked to the Cephalons.

Using the Word of God. In one of the interviews with Joe. To paraphrase him every action that you did which deviates from the main canon in the Star Wars games was something that could be actualized in Apeiron. So, the dark side endings of both Force Unleashed 1 & 2 are real things within Apeiron. Sames goes for KOTOR, SWTOR, etc.

Apeiron would most likely to have multiple universes within it and the Mind-matrix with some help just erase all of it by willing it.

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