Primordial Universe, Prehistoric Time
"I want to live"
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.
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A voice, far from within the static darkness, where there should be no air, where there should be no sound...
But the voice echoed from within the static darkness. Meanwhile, beyond the darkness, a harmony floated to and fro, for hundreds of years, for millions of years. Not waiting for anything, not creating anything, even without being accompanied by anything, except chaos.
Even though the chaos was very far away, and it was impossible for the chaos to reach the drifting harmony. And the chaos never once hoped to get closer to that harmony, because that's the nature of both. Which don't deny each other's existence, but they also don't want each other, and they call that equality.
