Delving Too DeepIn the beginning, there was nothing. A void of death and pain. But for death and pain, you need the previously-living, and the sufferers. The Great Beings. A science-loving species, devoted to creating and destroying. Even these “Gods” bleed and die, though. And they were not the first ones. In the same way that the Matoran were based off the Agori, the Great Beings were based off their elders. But what created them and their elders? The question was never answered, though many of their kind tried. Among the Great Beings, there were always a few that delved too deep into the idea of life and existence. They would create chants and spells in an attempt to draw their creators close, so that answers might be given, and that knowledge might be theirs. Every single Great Being that supposedly “succeeded” in their mission always went mad, utterly insane without any hope of sanity returning.When they, the Great Beings, began the creation of The Mata-Nui Robot, they needed something powerful, something perfect to run it while the Great Spirit was being created. All of their experiments failed, for perfection was unattainable, yet teasingly close. Running out of time, and desperate, the Great Beings turned to their banished and maddened brothers, prying their arcane and blasphemous secrets from their destroyed minds. With this knowledge, the other Great Beings began to build a portal, an altar. A rune covered gateway to the unknown, from which they wished to draw something. Something perfect.Their mission half-succeeded. The “Seer”, the Great Being chose for looking through the portal, and finding the entity required for their needs, went insane as soon as he gazed into the alien world. His mind, as powerful as it was, could not grasp the concepts or the ideas presented by this dimension, this plane of existence. As the others looked on in terror, he fell to the floor, mumbling “It’s not right, it can’t be right, It couldn’t be…” He droned over and over. The success of their mission was small, but it still existed. A tiny member of that plane’s species, microscopic among titans, managed to slip through the portal at the final moment, escaping its brethren, creatures that would be larger than a number system could define.The Great Beings quickly put the creature to use, letting it use its sheer power to keep the Robot running while they finished their work of “The Great Spirit”. The temporary ruler was given a name, so that he might be contacted as he worked. They called him ‘Tren Krom’.
Edited by D.A.V.E., May 16 2012 - 01:54 PM.