To Teach a God

Where it is dark. I did not like the emptiness here. So I made Khaos and Khronos. It worked out so well I made Gaia, Tartaros, and Eros. Eros changed it all; I even renamed her to ProCreation since it was her idea to further life, she did not like it so I told her to choose any name for herself, she did. Magia. Asked her why, she told me because life is full of magic and she was full of life.

Some time went by and our number swelled. Because I was the first, I lead my people and taught every one that joined our ranks. I eventually released the reins of our people to Khronos who then changed his name to Chronus. I know there is not much difference but it is difficult to convey in writing my story, for we communicate through thoughts and ideas. Ever heard a picture is worth a thousand words. Imagine an entire language in one.

I just did not want to be a leader. I like learning and teaching other what I learned; I was a scientist, a teacher.

From Cronus to Zeus; but the leaders still came to us for advice, us being Khaos Gaia and me, the other primeval beings had their own endeavors… they mostly faded to the back as relics of the past. Sometimes the younger ones forget we are here. It’s understandable we don’t live in world that has matter in it. We have no forms or presence here we simply, are.

You've told me this before

When how?

Never mind just finish your story…wait did…you’re speaking differently.

“Omega!”  I was snapped out of my day dream.

“Don’t call me that Khaos I am Creation I will never become Omega.” A long time ago Chronus predicted that I would discover the end and thus called me Omega, it stuck but I was still me and I rue the day I become this…Omega.

“It was just to get you attention. I have a request Creation.”

“Why else do any of you talk to me for? What is it?”

“I’m making a son I’m not doing it Eros-”

“Magia.” I corrected.

“Whatever I’m not doing it her way he will be me in every way but a blank slate.”

“So? I teach all of the new ones.”

“Yes, but this time I want you to teach him your thoughts and ideas not just the laws of the universe.”

“Why?” this was getting interesting.

“I want him to be your assistant. With each generation our kind is getting more and more arrogant and self-important. Zeus made a new word today. God.”

This single word caused so much anger in me. In our world a single word could carry an infinite of many ideas and meaning. This word Zeus coined, its intention was deliberate: we are better so we deserve to rule over.

“Such backward thinking, but how is proper education of just one of us going to change that?” I asked.

“He will not be the only one. Magia has left us into the lower worlds where Tartaros decided to live after he became Tartarus. Ares-”

“Ares? Ha! He’s a brute who enjoys a game of wit.” I didn't like him.

“Yes but he is young and impressionable, and he respect the powerful, that’s you. He will be loyal to you. Gaia is your mate she will be behind anything you do, and she is the most trustful. Oh and take Prometheus with you. He is at odds with Zeus and generous to the lesser beings that Magia keeps making. He thinks they could become like us one day.”

“With me? Am I going somewhere?”

“Yes I want you to join Magia. Her little project could use you all. I believe Prometheus is right, we can’t be the only one of our kind to exist. What would be the point of it? I think Zeus wants to make a move into the multiverse and be recognized as so called gods.”

“What?! You’re not talking about teaching our kind the right way to exist you’re talking about war! You’re making a move before Zeus dose. I have lived my time, let Zeus do what he wants.” I might as well been growling like an angry dog at this point.

“What he wants to do is enslavement and segregation! Have you grown so cold in your long life? You’re the first, you’re Creation you made us and you can unmake us.”

“No! I do not destroy”

“But you let sentient life be destroyed?”

“Magia and Prometheus creations are sentient?” I was not aware of this.

“Yes, and Zeus plans will corrupt them. They will be nothing more than entertainment for these so called gods.”

He was right; everything he said was true and righteous. Magia taught me how important life was and here I was hesitant to go help preserve not only life but freedom of it as well. I must have grown cold.

“So the six of us against the rest of our kind?”

“Yes.”

“Bring me your son my old friend, what have you named him.”

“Chaos.”

“Prometheus you are charge with ‘divinity interference’. When you gave a tribe of great apes an understanding of fire and how to use it as a tool, you slowed down their indoctrination. What do you say in your defense?”

Zeus, that arrogant bastard, has but my good friend Prometheus on trial. My team and I have been at work for eons in the lower worlds. So many new ‘children’ were created. Faster than Zeus has been able to…enslave them, but we have been fighting a losing battle, he had to start dethroning these ‘gods’ from their seats.

Prometheus was a little careless. We have to take these things slow, but he had to help those dirty apes jump ahead a little too fast. This was his mess I should let him suffer his mistake, but there are so few of us that share our views.

Today we will let our intentions known, today we declare war.

“Creation?!” Zeus was surprised to see me; it was expected as I have not made my presence known in a very long time. “What an honor to have one of the primordial gods with us. I would love to speak with the one that gave us all an existence, but I have court at the moment.”

This was it. A few words and all of my people, except five of them, would become my adversaries.

“I am not a god.”

An eruption of rage encircled me as I spoke my last words among my people.

“All of you owe your existence to me so none of you, are gods. Stop this senseless enslavement of the sentient races!”

“A command from you? You no longer lead our kind Creation. I can overlook your… indiscretions as you are the father of us all, but if you denounce our divinity again, I’ll send you strait to Tartarus.”

“So I speak the truth and you decide to lock me up with the worst of our kind?”

“You undermine us!

“You undermine yourselves! When you proclaimed your selves as gods you stopped your own evolution and started looking back instead of forward. When a species halts its own evolution there is nothing more it can do but die off and make room for the next.”

“We are the ones that control evolution.”

“Your wrong Zeus, we can influence it but we live by its rules like every species.”

“Nothing rules us! We are gods! You dare speak to the king of gods?!”

“I speak not to a king but a child who plays with fire. We cannot control life; they will evolve with us or without us. They will also surpass us.

I would say Zeus was laughing, but laughter is a happy thing, this was menacing.

“How would these primitives surpass us?”

“They are trying to reach perfection; we think we already are perfect. They can die. We can’t. They can evolve. We no longer are.”