"So this is it? I've ascended in record time, witnessed the death and rebirth and death of this cosmos a trillion times over. I've tapped into the Dao and taken the path to the pinnacle. There truly is no bringing her back?"
Tem gazed into the heart of the world, the heart of a world so beautiful but where ends were in such abundance, and truly there was no undoing that could be done. He arrived at that great unknown space where all is clear, he had acheived the ultimate power of creation and destruction, but alas, there were no do-overs.
"I've found the Dao, and it is one of progress. I've let my mind be trapped on that I could not change for eons too much. Maybe reincarnation is in order. "
Tem stabbed his chest and removed his own heart. Then with unhurried movements he placed the world heart into the large open cavity. He took up a cross legged position and began recalling his Dao of Dreams. That dream grew full with every Dao, it was a complete world ingrained in his body. With the worldheart everything was complete, finally his dream would be a true world. A real world beyond dreams.
From chaos to order, time scurried on. An explosion and the birth of life. From life came the birth of man, they worshiped a creator God, and then the worship died. The world followed the heavenly laws, so what need was there to resort to explaining it away by a God?
In a small town in the middle of a great plane, a child would be born with the name Tem. The Qi in the air would awaken, and the infant began his great journey of a dream beyond the reality he'd once known.