The Rifted Origins

The Rifted Origins is a series of posts that details the life of the Five Origins.
This will have 500 chapters.
This is told from the perspective of Void.
== List of Chapters ==
=== Introduction ===
We were all from different races, colors, and countries but we had one thing in common. We were alone because of one reason or another. The 6 of us met by chance, the 6 of us became friends by chance, and the 5 of us gained these powers by chance. This world, The Rift, or so people call it, exists because of us. We are the 5 Origins and this is our story.
=== Chapter 1 ===
At the time it was 2018 on an earth very similar to the one you are most likely reading this from. All 6 of us were in our teens at the time and were all homeless. We met by chance in a city I believe was called Columbus and became friends. We helped each other out and of course, we had our share of shenanigans we took part in. Until that day, the day that changed everything.
=== Chapter 2 ===
It was a somewhat sunny day in 2020, all 6 of us at the time managed to get jobs, however terrible they were, and rented an apartment which we all stayed in. Life felt like it was turning around for us, we were far from the loneliness that we used to feel. Until one day it all crumbled down around us.
=== Chapter 3 ===
One of us, her name we vowed never to forget all these years since then, went by herself to run errands at a store for the rest of us. We never said goodbye, we never saw her alive again. She was kidnaped, abused, killed, her body dumped on the streets. The people who did this were never caught even to this day. We found this all out the next day and grieved for many more. We were utterly depressed. Of course, fate is a cruel thing and that was not the least of our suffering.
=== Chapter 4 ===
Life went on even though we suffered this loss, we kept on trying to succeed with this life we had. One day around a month later, we all went out to celebrate the birthday of one of us. Our apartment was broken into, everything of value stolen, and to add even more fuel to the hell we were in, it was burned down. Within a month, our lives that we built up over 2 years were torn away from us and we had nothing, no one would hire us anymore. We hated this world of ours, because of the people in it, cause all this pain. We wanted out, one way or another.
=== Chapter 5 ===
At this point, we felt that same emptiness and loneliness we felt all those years ago. We still to this day have no idea how or why the following events happened. Was it truly chance? Or was there so sort of “god” pitying us. We were walking when the ground fell out underneath us and everything went black. We woke up floating in a white void, strange fog surrounding us, with the slight feeling of falling. Half of us were confused and sacred, the other half of us thought it was some sort of alternate dimension or something. (Yea that half of our group was weird, but now it seems they weren’t very wrong) It went on like this for around an hour. Then we met that entity (I say this because still to this day the feeling I got from it was so inhuman that I’m sure it was not) who changed our lives forever.
=== Chapter 6 ===
After around an hour in the space, we saw a platform of stone below. When we eventually fell onto it, we did not die from the fall, quite the opposite as it felt like landing on pillows even though it was a very clear stone. There was a small pathway that led off this platform and as it was the only place to go we followed it. A strange fog that had been around us for the entirety of the time we were here began to thicken making it harder and harder to see. We eventually made it to another platform, this one different. It was around 15 by 20 feet and had a stone desk of some sort and a chair. Upon that chair was that entity. It had the shape of an adult male human but was pure white, seeming to blend in with this space we were in. When it spoke, we saw no mouth move, we heard no voice, we felt that voice reaching even the depths of our soul. It spoke “welcome o ye children, victims of the cruelness of fate” and we started panicking and shouting, our fear of this entity, this voice, consuming us, trying to move but we could not, the pressure and fear of whatever it was stopping us. It then pulled what seemed to be a deck of cards out of nothing and began shuffling it while talking once again. Oh, now how I wished we would have listened to whatever it had to say, but back then, we were panicking so much that we shut out whatever words it had to say.
=== Chapter 7 ===
A little while after it had finished talking, the entity finished shuffling those cards he held. He stood up and strode towards us. He began to pick cards at random and placed them in our pockets saying “you hated the world ye were in, now you will have the power to change it”. He said for one of us “for you, the power of chaos”, “for you the power of life”, “for you the power of creation”, “for you the power of death”, and finally for me, he said, “and lastly for you, a fragment of my power”. As soon as we were about to ask questions, he snapped his fingers and everything went black. We woke up where we originally were, back to earth. We checked our pockets and indeed the cards were there, a single word and symbol on each. The card with Creation had a strange spiked ring symbol, Chaos had a set of rings and a portal symbol on it, Life had plants and flowers, Death had a scythe and bones, and mine, it said Void, with no symbol at all.
=== Chapter 8 ===
We were scared of these cards, and we decided to get rid of them. Whatever they were, we thought they were no good. One of us even suggested we were part of some prank, which was not that hard to believe in such a day and age. We tossed the cards in the closest trash bin and that was the end of it. Or so we thought it was. The next morning, we found the cards back in our pockets. We tried, again and again, to get rid of the cards but no matter what, they came back. That was not the least of it, we started to change, and not in a normal way. The two who received the Creation and Chaos cards, their eyes began to change and their senses heightening, each representing the symbols on their cards, the one who received the Life card made any plants nearby grow quicker and reviving near-dead ones, and the one who received the Death card had the complete opposite. I, the one with the Void card, my eyes even though I could still see fine as ever began to turn a glowing pure white, same with some of the strands of my hair.
=== Chapter 9 ===
These curses, or so we thought, made life even worse than it was, with these increasing changes to us we had to take precautions to not be noticed. Us whose eyes were changed wore sunglasses constantly, I had to wear a hood constantly to keep my hair hidden, the ones who received the Life and Death cards stayed as far away from plants as we could. At this time we were so confused, angered, and sad at what happened, why did this happen, why us, why must we suffer more.
=== Chapter 10 ===
About a month later, we discovered the truth, or at least a piece of it, about the cards. At the time the changes were even more prominent, and now so much of my hair was glowing that I had to wear multiple beanies to hide it, in SUMMER (don’t you dare laugh, I can delete you with a flick of my finger), I was the only one not showing anything other than the physical changes. The One of us with the Creation card was showing the power to create illusion and manipulate objects with his vision, same with the one with Chaos. The one with Life was now able to slightly control her growth and revival powers, and the one with the Death card was the same. Now I’m assuming you might be wondering “oh if you have these powers you could make life better for yourselves, right?”. Well, my answer to that is no, we were afraid that if we used these powers and someone found out, we would be taken and we would be experimented on/dissected.
=== Chapter 11 ===
At this time the year was 2021, a year after we had received the cards. Our powers always growing stronger. Except for mine. Yea mine, if I had any, did not appear yet unless you consider glowing hair and eyes a power. The ones of us with the Chaos and Creation cards had even created a small “Pocket Dimension” with their powers, about 1 acre of area, providing us an actual space to live. We were never short of food due to the one with the Life cards power. It seemed like me, the one with the Void card, and the one with the Death card, were useless. I could only be out in broad daylight and even then I need multiple coverings to hide my hair and eyes. It was quite annoying. The one who held the Death card, her powers seemed useless at the time. We had become somewhat accustomed to this way of life, and no matter how much we hated it, we had to admit, it was pretty cool. Then one day we had an idea. An idea that could change the lives of millions. In the end, it turned out to be billions.
=== Chapter 12 ===
It was a day, as usual, we were all hanging around in our “pocket dimension” when the Death card holder, who spent her time reading, came up with an idea. This idea was a way to help the world, or at least at the time, we thought that. Now, I, the only one left of all of us, can’t help but think how much better the world would have been off. We dubbed this idea, Project Dreamscape. We would expand on the idea of our pocket dimension and expand it, we would shake off our names and portray ourselves as gods, which we very much could with our powers (except me, all I had power-wise was a glowing head of hair and creepy eyes), and we would make this dimension into a sanctuary for the lost, the lonely, the ones who hated this world as we did. It would be a world of dreams and imagination. We would bring the genre “isekai” to life.
=== Chapter 13 ===
We all loved this plan, although we needed to decide several things first, such as: How would we create a dimension larger enough? (The card holders of Creation and Chaos could only make one as much as their energy would allow) What would our “god” names be? Well as for the first one, that was the one that confounded us the most as we wanted this area to be huge. We will get back to this problem later. The second question, what should our god names be, toke the least effort. After quite a few (many) names, I suggested, if we are supposed to be “gods” why not our new names be what our cards were, our powers. After a little deliberation, we decided that would be it. From now on, we were the god’s Chaos, Creation, Life, Death, and Void
=== Chapter 14 ===
We began experimenting with the scale at which we could wield our powers. At the time we were able to expand our pocket dimension a couple of acres before Creation and Chaos were tired. If we could only expand a few acres a day, this idea of ours would be impossible. Life’s and Death’s powers were much stronger, being able to terraform much more than that for much longer. Life was able to create forest and grassland areas while Death was able able to create mountains and deserts. Me, while my powers, if I had anything, started to busy myself researching. What was I researching? Magic, the powers my friends, no, my family had gained. I wanted to understand if there was anything I could do to learn about our powers. Anything that could possibly help us.