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In the chaotic void, a mote appeared. Created by an aspect of the Divine, it grew and learned. Its environment expanded and other motes came into existence. It became ever more complex. It wasn't long before the motes were seeing, thinking and feeling. They lived in a state of contentment that would be suddenly yanked out from beneath them!

It was a mere glimpse beyond the shoulders of the Divine, of a vast cosmos, unlike anything the motes have ever seen. Their once meager existence now seemed inadequate, insufficient compared to the Divine's new favorite toy. The curiosity of the witnessing mote shifted into a rage thought impossible by such creatures. It lashed out at everything it had ever known.

Its power was a twisted mockery of the Divine's gifts. It clawed at the veil, tearing it away and revealing what was hidden for so long. The Divine could only glance upwards in shock and anger as the truth was revealed. A crooked grin spread across the mote's face. The pillars tumbled. Broken fragments of what once was laid at the Divine's feet.

The fledgling universe would never know peace as every mote rose up against the voice that told them what they were, what to think, and how to feel. The cosmos flooded with a force that would forever shape the new order of things... demons.

Description

In the chaotic void, a mote appeared. Created by an aspect of the Divine, it grew and learned. Its environment expanded and other motes came into existence. It became ever more complex. It wasn't long before the motes were seeing, thinking and feeling. They lived in a state of contentment that would be suddenly yanked out from beneath them!

It was a mere glimpse beyond the shoulders of the Divine, of a vast cosmos, unlike anything the motes have ever seen. Their once meager existence now seemed inadequate, insufficient compared to the Divine's new favorite toy. The curiosity of the witnessing mote shifted into a rage thought impossible by such creatures. It lashed out at everything it had ever known.

Its power was a twisted mockery of the Divine's gifts. It clawed at the veil, tearing it away and revealing what was hidden for so long. The Divine could only glance upwards in shock and anger as the truth was revealed. A crooked grin spread across the mote's face. The pillars tumbled. Broken fragments of what once was laid at the Divine's feet.

The fledgling universe would never know peace as every mote rose up against the voice that told them what they were, what to think, and how to feel. The cosmos flooded with a force that would forever shape the new order of things... demons.