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The Architect - Physical old one(s) - Etil-Ion
After years upon years, I have finally been able to bring my in-head kept concept to life. These are the mysterious architects of the lore of mine. At least a frontal view... I am still working out a proper painterly page.
(Don't hate me if the explanation doesn't sound super fancy... I am better off with German than English.)
In short
The physical old ones are the physical embodiment of an architect. Every universe within the multiverse has its own group of architects under the control of the source, usually consisting of two or more, depending on various different aspects. However, not every universe is physical-, and therefore unable to be entered physically. Everything is an experiment, and all in all - a complex under the watch of these anomalous constructs of light.
Our universe is very special, and potentially the only stable universe in existence that hosts life and overall matter as a cycling continuation. Whenever this (binary) universe reaches its final state and recycles upon entropy, the physical old ones - a group consisting of five warden Etil-Ions and various escort Etils - come to visit the newborn bubble and nourish it with ancient knowledge. The physical ones create a world with the name of "Spektralium", a world full of wondrous builds and unimaginable existences. Ones that can only be found scattered across billions upon billions of worlds, in their own nature.
Spektralium, however, is only a myth. Nowadays, merely a cluster of broken stone and ruins of the long-forgotten - said those who were worthy enough to witness the unspoken. Its location constantly changes, hence why it is so difficult to detect and track down. No civilization ever managed to ever see it with its own eyes, only a few lucky ones. But if one curious soul managed to do so, was most of the time never seen again. Others speak that time runs into 'all directions' where this place might be, within its own static field.
The last remains of Spektre still send out songs and signals to this very day, a melody so beautiful no one could comprehend. A musical piece. It is only a matter of time until you hear it yourself. Perhaps see a glimpse of what Spektre used to be. Because in this cycle, you will never see nor hear it again.
Will you open your eyes and ears towards the unknown?
Lore; architects/physical old ones are my own concept.
(Don't hate me if the explanation doesn't sound super fancy... I am better off with German than English.)
In short
The physical old ones are the physical embodiment of an architect. Every universe within the multiverse has its own group of architects under the control of the source, usually consisting of two or more, depending on various different aspects. However, not every universe is physical-, and therefore unable to be entered physically. Everything is an experiment, and all in all - a complex under the watch of these anomalous constructs of light.
Our universe is very special, and potentially the only stable universe in existence that hosts life and overall matter as a cycling continuation. Whenever this (binary) universe reaches its final state and recycles upon entropy, the physical old ones - a group consisting of five warden Etil-Ions and various escort Etils - come to visit the newborn bubble and nourish it with ancient knowledge. The physical ones create a world with the name of "Spektralium", a world full of wondrous builds and unimaginable existences. Ones that can only be found scattered across billions upon billions of worlds, in their own nature.
Spektralium, however, is only a myth. Nowadays, merely a cluster of broken stone and ruins of the long-forgotten - said those who were worthy enough to witness the unspoken. Its location constantly changes, hence why it is so difficult to detect and track down. No civilization ever managed to ever see it with its own eyes, only a few lucky ones. But if one curious soul managed to do so, was most of the time never seen again. Others speak that time runs into 'all directions' where this place might be, within its own static field.
The last remains of Spektre still send out songs and signals to this very day, a melody so beautiful no one could comprehend. A musical piece. It is only a matter of time until you hear it yourself. Perhaps see a glimpse of what Spektre used to be. Because in this cycle, you will never see nor hear it again.
Will you open your eyes and ears towards the unknown?
Lore; architects/physical old ones are my own concept.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fantasy
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