Perfect World Story
The Age of the Void
In an age when the Heavens were not yet stretched over the Earth, and Hell still silent beneath the lands of creation. When all creatures bright and dark had yet to grasp the first weapons and tools left behind by the gods and their children, there was the Void.
Within the Void, a Cosmic Egg with perfectly balanced Yin and Yang chi coalesced and formed. From within the egg, Pangu, the first being, awoke and emerged. He noticed the swirling ball of energy, and realizing that within its mass neither Yin nor Yang held sway.
For a fraction of an instant, in that Age when time had yet no meaning, Pangu began to contemplate on the possibilities that this Void could provide. With fierce concentration his thoughts burst into flame about him. In the flames, he beheld a vision of a world filled with ideals, honor, compassion, glory, and beauty that could be molded out of the Void’s chi. Standing amidst the flames and moved by the vision within, Pangu decided to destroy the Void to create the Perfect World.
Pangu inhaled his vision; his lungs were filling with a strong fiery wind. He approached the Void and spoke words of flame to shape it, breathed upon it to fill it with energy, and finally exhaled fully to immerse it in his fiery vision, to shape the very nothingness of the Void itself with the fires of his vision.
As the Void began to take shape and come to life, Pangu found that it refused to be completely shaped by his will. It shot slivers of Void chi and speared Pangu in the chest. Pangu drew the Void chi from his wounds, breathed on them and transmuted it into matter. The Void chi was then reformed and became the first weapon – the Primal Gem; a jeweled axe-hammer of black and silver adorned with streaks of blood red. Holding the Primal Gem, Pangu spoke to the Void.
"Why do you attack me?" he thundered.
"You seek to make something of me, and I do not wish it," said the Void in a hundred thousand sounds that gurgled and howled though was still understandable despite the cacophony of sounds.
"What is it that you wish to become?" Pangu said.
"I wish to remain as I am, without form and without substance. Join me in oblivion." said the voice of Void.
"I will not," said Pangu, "I see the dreams of those that have yet to exist; I hear the cries of what can be, I feel the potential of all the magnificence that could be created. Yield to me, Void. Turn away from the emptiness and together we can create a perfect world." "Fool! I am everything and everywhere. There is nothing but the emptiness of my embrace."
