It appeared without form.
No belief.
No worship.
No existence.
The First Principle the thing that existed before gods, realms, and meaning.
It spoke without sound:
You are an error.
Erevan was crushed instantly.
No defense.
No rewrite.
No control.
His Origin Realm shattered again.
Everything went dark.
For one breath.
He almost ended.Erevan smiled weakly.
Yeah.
So are you.
His Absolute Survival triggered beyond its limit.
Not adaptation.
Rejection.
The concept of being erased stopped applying to him.He didn't attack.
He outlasted.
The First Principle tried to define him.
Failed.
Tried to deny him.
Failed.
Tried to precede him.
Failed.
Because Erevan now existed without needing a beginning.
The First Principle faded.
Not destroyed.
Outgrown.Existence Without Origin
Erevan no longer requires:
a cause
a beginning
a framework
He simply is.
Erevan sat down in the void exhausted.
…That one actually hurt.
Silence returned.
For the first time
Nothing dared to move.