Chapter 535: Evil Gods and Eldritch Horrors Part One

Chapter 535: Evil Gods and Eldritch Horrors Part One

It was never aware of the walls around it till they started to crumble, nor the existence of walls at all. In all it had known, there was itself and no more, any sort of other was a shocking change to its perception of reality as a whole.

Experiencing any sort of shock was a change as well, only increasing the new sensation. In all of its time, it had been aware, but it had been so long since it truly felt. When it first began to perceive itself, there had been curiosity at its own being, hints of excitement when it learned more, satisfaction when it discovered all there was to know and understand, leading to the eventual sadness at that same fact, until it reached boredom and what lied beyond, something that surpassed ennui as it faced that truth. With nothing else, it would simply carry on.

Or so it had thought when it would bother to think, but the presence of an existence outside of itself had changed all of that, making it realize even more. When it first felt the walls around it begin to break it had been confusing to make sense of as it strained against that boundary, adding another discovery to the list. It was a thing of substance, capable of straining against its environment.

That somehow managed to be just as shocking to it as the walls were. There was more to it than it had known. Before there was never a sensation of being pushed against anything, without the sensation to work off of, how was it to understand that? But now that it did it wouldnt stop.

Movement! It could move and pulse, feeling the boundary around it crumble just a little more as shock turned to excitement. There was still more it had to learn about itself, but beyond that, there were things to learn beyond itself. How could that be anything other than exciting, leaving it poking at something it hadnt realized it possessed until then.

Imagination. If there was one thing beyond itself, perhaps there would be more. Another wall beyond it to feel, another to break down. If it could have that, wall after wall to push against then that would be enough for it. It would be able to strain against it when it wanted, relax when it didnt and even think back on the times it strained when it wanted to relive the moment without pushing itself. Paradise, at least compared to its existence before.

Its imagination didnt end there though, even if its other thought was of a negative variety. What if there was no other wall to enjoy? What if that was it and once it was gone it would have no choice but to return to its previous existence, but after a moment's hesitation decided that would be fine too. It could waste away eternity trying to make it last as long as it could by only pushing it when it really needed to, but then thered still be the eternity after.

Crack!

Whatever that had just been was also something new, but it had come with progress as more broke against it and it found itself having to stop, just to take in that new experience. With so much new already surrounding it, it needed to appreciate every bit it could and forced itself to wait to see if it would happen again.

It was a perception of a different sort, not the touch it was learning to love, nor the not-quite sight as it peered into the infinite abyss beyond, but instead something else. Something that wasnt repeating itself no matter how long it waited so eventually it gave up, returning to its pushing.

Crack!

Once more it froze, hoping for more of the new thing but not getting it until an idea slowly began to form in its thoughts. It had experienced it as it pushed the last time and had gotten it again when it started, had the two been connected?

It waited longer just to be sure before putting the idea to the test, instantly getting the result it craved as another crack came out, springing to existence with the large breaks that were beginning to fill the walls, compelling it to keep going as it pushed itself farther and farther, enjoying every second more than it had any other part of its existence until then, with it all topped off by one final change, not getting more cracks but instead a shattering in response to its efforts.

The walls of its universe crumbled and the creature within was finally free.