"Have you ever wondered if there were other worlds besides the earth which contained the country Equestria? How about other civilizations? Look at our world itself for a second. We have the Gryphon kingdom, the Dragon realm, the Equine Kingdom, and the Sea civilizations, which we can't get to yet. Wouldn't it be possible that Princess Luna's sky has hidden jewels of other civilizations? For example, why are they're centaurs, minotaurs, satyrs, and other half human, half animal creatures? Are there other civilizations we can't get to yet? Well, to answer those questions we'll have to go back, to The Beginning. "
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Cross Fire looked around as he took a puff out of a pipe he made from the wood of the Whitetail Forest. The river beside his house was gently lapping the bed of the rocks beneath. Trout and salmon rushed in schools upstream to their natural mating grounds. The birds in the large silver leafed trees sung their melodies as a light breeze rustled the leaves like a drum beat to the song. Cross was sitting on the back porch with his two little foals and his lovely wife as he stared into space taking a deep breath to continue on the story.
"A long time ago, there was a solitary galaxy with fourteen individual planets. All these planets were orbiting a giant blue star named Yggdrasil. The planets were named from shortest orbit to longest: Aurora; Ginnungagap; the binary planet system of Niflheim and Muspelheim; Balder; Freya; Tyr; Heimdall; Ve; Selene; Chione; and the rocky worlds Terra; Arianrhod; and Bast. Most of these worlds, like others, were barren, void of life. However, Niflheim and Muspelheim had life on them. You see these weren't just ordinary binary worlds where they orbit around each other. These worlds were so close together, their atmospheres constantly touched, causing high intensity storms. One planet rained while the other snowed. However, it wasn't like a downpour or blizzard, but more as beautiful flurries and a misty rain. Muspelheim was the main planet of the civilization.
Millennia after millennia they thrived in peace and prosperity. As all of you know though, peace and prosperity must end. There were two heirs to the throne.In the land, Long ago, there was a phrophecy made that out of the house of the royals, would come the creator of the realms and destroyer of all they knew. Just so happened, there were two both brothers and twins. Their names Gilgamesh and Cynbel . Cynbel wished to keep the peace with the other civilizations that begun to take shape on the barren worlds. Gilgamesh, however, wanted to make war with the other civilizations that later sprouted on the barren planets and force them to pay tribute to us. Many years they quarreled before taking it to the Grand Council and after two more years of debate, Gilgamesh's plan was turned down. Enraged, he gathered as many warriors as possible and unleashed his wrath upon the capital. Fifteen years the civil war enraged until, out of desperation, Gilgamesh conjured a black hole that sent the entire galaxy into the void and sending some through time and space. All of who was left was Cynbel, his father, mother and Gilgamesh. Enraged from all his brother had done, he drew his sword the blade igniting into a white plasma flame and fought Gilgamesh their energy blasting out like ripples giving what previously happened more energy to feed. Gilgamesh was slain in battle his head thrown into the dying sun. Cynbel, his mother and father disappeared without a trace as the black hole soon exploded after the lifeforce left the corpse of Gilgamesh. The energy though from the war then bursted outward like a big bang and it created everything we now see today. Trillions of years of worlds colliding, stars bashing, galaxies tearing each other apart, we got to what we have now, our home and the many stars, galaxies, and planets that surround us."
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Cross smiles as his two little foals, aged about ten and eleven now were astounded by this story. At school they heard about how the world was created and everything, but was never told about this part. Was this myth? Did it ever actually happen? If so, did their father experience this and if so, why does he look so young then if he's that old? Who was Cynbel and what happened to his family? Did they get sucked in before the black hole exploded? More and more questions popped in their heads as they started asking him questions, occasionally trying to talk at the same time.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Arthfael and Caomhan hold up there boys! Now first off you need to ask your question one at a time ok? The story will give the answers you seek, but only if you are patient enough to pay attention." Cross states and smiled chuckling at them.
They looked at each other and nod. Arthfael started first. “Dad what happened to Cynbel and his family?”
Cross sighs and looks at them. “No one knows. Some say that they were sucked in like the rest. Others state that they are roaming endlessly in space trying find their lost home.”
“Dad, Who was he?” Caomhan asked.
Cross answers him smiling. “He was their head marshal. He ordered their where to attack or defend and help when disasters from the constant storms struck. He was the best they ever had.
“Dad. Could they die like us?” Arthfael asked.
Cross looks at them. “Now that I can’t answer. You’ll have to learn that from the rest of the story.” The foals groaned and pleaded, but Cross shook his head. “If I answer all your questions, they’re be no story. Tomorrow sons. More shall be revealed. Now, come here, my little rascals!”
The foals giggled as he tickled and played with them until the golden rays of the sun set themselves on the horizon as his wife called out to them from the wooden cottage that it was time for dinner as all three of us ran in laughing the whole way there.
Cross's wife, Frozen Waters, smiled and shook her head. Sometimes she wondered whether she married a full grown stallion or a immature one.
"You know, sometimes I wonder if you're not a kid yourself Cross," she stated and giggled while smiling at him.
"Hey, it's good to have fun every once in awhile," Cross smiled back and helped her to set up the table.
Soon the house quiets down and all you hear is the clatter of silverware against plates. The foals looked at their dad like he was going to continue the story and he shook his head.
"Frozen, you've outdone yourself. The food is very delicious. Kids I will continue the story tomorrow. Until then, have the thoughts lead you into the night. I want you to try out your conclusions to the story. However, as we continue, I also would like you to piece the stories together like a book. Find out how it all fits. Only then are you getting the full experience."
They nodded and smiled and started talking to their mother about the story. Cross only smiled with a slight twinkle in his eye as he chuckled. After Arthfael and Caomhan finished what they had on their plates, they went upstairs to their beds chasing each other reenacting the battle scene and together trying to figure it all out before going to bed.
“If Cynbel was a general, why didn’t he suggest the tribute instead of Gilgamesh?” Arthfael asked his brother.
“Good question bro. It’s also good to note we are twins like them. Was he telling this story as a warning?” Caomhan asked.
“I honestly don’t know. Like dad said though, ‘Our questions will be answered as he reveals more of the story.’ Let’s get some sleep. Maybe will answer them before he does.” Arth giggles and pounced into his bed underneath his covers turning off his light.
Caomhan pouts, “Hey no fair you got a head start.” He to pounces into his bed and turns off his light as they both drift off into a deep slumber.
Cross helped to clear the table and wash the dishes. Afterwards, he excused himself and headed outside to enjoy the soft glow of the moon, and the quiet humming of the river. He listened to the soft breeze rustling the leaves and owls hooting in the night. He pulled out of a satchel, that he always carried around, a little reed flute and softly began to play it and as he did, its soft melody blended with the sounds of the forest all through the night. His wife soon joined him resting her head on his broad shoulders as he stare at the stars as if looking for something.
Frozen giggles and smile. “Don’t tell me the story got you looking for the lost galaxy?”
Cross looks at her and sighs. “I have something you tell you as well, but you can’t tell the kids. It will spoil everything for them.” He whispers what he had to say to her in her ear and smile like a giant burden had been lifted. A secret had been revealed, but what was it?
