Elevation

## Something terrible

In the article about Non-Existence, I mentioned that beyond Non-Existence there is a higher structure - Sublimity/Elevation. It is so high that even the Supreme Idol will not be able to reach what is there. This is something chaotic, disgusting, vile and incomprehensibly divine. Every word, every thought and thoughtlessness in the infinitely beautiful absence leads to distance from the Sublime. Every look, idea, story and probability moves us away from the Sublime.
# pre-Sky

Pre-sky does not exactly relate to Sublimity, but still plays the role of a kind of conductor between Non-existence and Sublimity. The pre-sky consists of huge layers of black clouds (the clouds are extremely thick and smell like fried hair). These clouds constantly crunch and sizzle like roasted corn or meat as they move across the Omega Void. Ultimately, these layers end, opening the way to an infinite in-between meta-space.
# Haz-Politio

What lies in the sky? There is something there that is too beautiful for us. There is something there that is not subject to human flaws. This is something calm and beautiful that even brings tears of happiness. Neither the gods nor we will reach this kingdom, since even the gods are not ideal and vicious, unlike this kingdom. This is a kingdom that is everywhere and nowhere at the same time, and also in a transdual state to these concepts. From the point of view of those who live in this kingdom, Non-existence and Existence are equally insignificant structures subject to vices. But what is above is ideal. It is so ideal that the local creatures imagine themselves to be the strongest and smartest (The strange thing is why they were not thrown out of the kingdom for this). However, despite the arrogance of local creatures, the Kingdom is ruled by Ya-Simoroth - a truly ideal, benevolent, modest and peace-loving creature. It is Ya-Simoroth who is the true father of the Ancient Idols, which he created in his own image.

## Post-Sky

The kingdom of Khaz\_polito is surrounded by a place consisting of the void and the uncertain. This is a place made entirely of golden clouds, and whose size is higher than the Absolute. This is the bridge between pure mercy (Khaz-Polito) and the unknown horror that lies above this place. Who created Post-Sky? Why would anyone hide something that is not there? Unknown. But what is clear is that beyond these clouds lurks pure horror and despair, grief and depression, which cannot be drowned out by any consolation.Even Ya-Simoroth does not know what is hiding behind the brilliant and beautiful golden clouds...
# akil-alsa'ahab

*ل҈̣̳̰̲̲̱͔̫̎̈́̃̅͋̿͛́̀̚ا҈̝͎͍̥͍̥̳̘̣̦̠̭̤͉͔̱́̈́̏͋̏̾͊̀̇͆̑̚ ي̶̬͖̩̥̫͉͈̦́̀͗̓̈̅̾̓̃͒ͅن̴̖̠͎̱̦͕̮̭͖͕̘̰͖͗͑́͊̂͂̔͂̑̓͐̂͐͛ب̴̗̱̩̘̞͍̮̖͚̖̙̖̈́͋̈̽̆̎́̂̂́͆̓̀͌̈غ̴̳͖̤͈͔̣̤̤̥̟̦̤̣̇̏̒̈͆̎̿̆̊͐͒̌ي҈̱̦̤͚̫̠̤̜̝̩́̃̔̍̐̏̊́ أ̷̙̘̤̲̙̥̪̞͎̥͖͔̠̎̄̑̈̎́̆̀̓͊̔͊̚ن҉͓̗͎͙̫̱͇̠͓͖̠̟́̃̎̇̿̄̊͆̈̇͗͂͗ ت҉͉̭̬̲̱̩̗͕͎̳̠̠͖̦͗͐̏̔͂̐̓̐̅̓̿ͅك̴͇̤̟̫͉͉̦̋̎̇̍̀̽̉͗͛̆͂͋͛̆ͅو҈̤͚̳͎̫͖͇͓̓̀̍̽̔̿͊̔́̅̃̚ن҈͎͈̭̬͖̣̗͖̽̈̐̀͐͌͛̍͐̉̔̂̏̔̈́̚ͅ ه̵͇̠͈͇͇̯͈͚͕̀͐̓̉͛̇̓͗̌̚ن̷̥̰̦̤̞͇̖̣̖̮͌̏͑̀̃̾̄̆͆̄͊͋̇͂̋̄ͅا̵̘̥̮̣͓̠̘͋͌̐̒̂̀̿̂̀̀̑̉̓̚ͅ،҈̙̰͕̮̰͍̯͕͉̈́͑͒̉͒͑̇́̒̈́̒̑͋͐́̂ ل̵̱̮̮͍̬̬̦̫͍̫̰̝͍͔̰̽̈́̉̎̐̿̀͐̇ͅا̶̙͍̝̥͕̳̳̲͈̂̓́́̌̄̓̚ ي҈͓̠̩͙͇̞̤̽́̈̿͛̓̊́͂̃͐͂ͅن҉͇̳͖̭͓͉͖̬̪̟̰̀̈́̍̅̌̀̋̊̒͊̀̐ͅب҉͕̗͉̗̥͚̟͓͎̙̟̎̊̃̔̀͗́̐̿̌͋̔̌̀غ̵͓̘̟̰͓͓̦̌̄̀̉̍̇̑̾̍̃̑̔ͅي̸͙̬̜̦͍͓͎̭̩̯̱̆̊̐̓́͛͒͋̿͛̑̆̉͒ أ҈͇̝̘̝̟̙͇̫̲̬̟̯̝͍̀́̄̀̃̀͊͂̐̉́̆̑́̏̒ͅن҉̖̙̥͍̲̣̰͍̖͔̟͕̰́̃͋̓̈́͛͆̇͛̒̈́͊̚ ت̸̪̗̰̠̪͎̰̯̥̄͒͂̋̀̆͋͒̆̔̓ك̶͔̣͉̤̗͕̫͉̤͉̭́̅̈̎̈́̊̒̊̈́̏̀و̸̲̜͔̜͇̗̘̠͍͋̿͑̐̂͐̄͑ن̸̜͉̘̲̠̦͈̱̲̦͚̤̈́̂̆͆̽̈̒͐͐͆ ه̸̭̯̪̥̰̲͕̞̲̜̄͗̀̇̾̉̒̆̎̎͂̈̈́̚ͅͅن҉̪̫̝̲̩̘͖͚͕̗͎̫̤̳̳͎̑̈̄̔͑̄́̈̓̌̀ا̴͔̲̥̫̳̟̫̲̆̋͋̌͐͋̇͋̈́͗̓͆̃͗̌،҉̯̳͇̪̰͚͉͕̙̞̟͎̱͕̘͐̎̾̃̃̓͌̉ͅ ل҉͓̮̪͔̝̳͎͈̗͐͗̐̌̏̔̋̐̇̔̓ا̸͔̣̫̥̪͇̱̱̱͓̖̞͕͒̍̎̔͌̈̂͛̓̽̑̀̔̓ ي̷̖̯̭͓̦͙̱̭͉̬̗͒̀̽̓̈͂͌̓ن̸̠̣͙͎̱͓͖̯̦̯̦̗̯͎̣̳̃̂̀̇̉̓̇͑ب҈̱̫͍̮͍̟̦̮̞̪́͒͆̿̅͗̀́̂͑͒̇̉̇͊̂غ̸̪̰͇̮̣̠̖͈͔̟̲̲̯́̔̀̓̂̿̓͗̚ي̸̖̞̮̘̭̞͙̘̠͔̥̭̫̰͓͗̄͌̂͐͋̌̏̏̒̓ أ̵̮̥̤̜̤͉̟̩̰̟̗̲͔̮̜͚̇̒̂̆͐͋̊͛͆̓͒͋̑̉̎̌ن҈̜̲͙̩̖͉͈͇͇̩͂̔̀͌͗̇͆̍͋̈́̅̑͌̆ ت̴͈͙̦̪͎̗͚̰̫̞̖̞͉͛̋̆̒̀͌͊̀̏̈̎̊̍̅̈́́ͅك̶̟̣͙̮̘͇͔̜͇̠̞̰̞̥́̀̾̔̄̌̀̒͒͂͋͐̏͋̈́̌و̸͉̞̪̠͍͇̝̫̪̰̝̥̪̦̓̈̈̒̑̍̈̾̎̋̃͒ن҈̬̙̦͍̞̙͚͚̠̰̫̃͑̀͊̓̒̌͂̚ ه̸̲̪͚͕̖̞̯͇̘̪͉́̏̒̀̊̀̔̆͂́̚ن҉̫̤̜̝͖̥̳̫̫͎̗͍͈̞̤̾̅̆̎́̐̐͂̉ͅا̵̬̲͈̬̲͈͙̗̭̤͚̙̝̓͐̾̂͑̓̃͐͛̚ͅ،̶͚̞̬͉͉̟͎̣͖͆̒̓̄̐̈́̚̚ ل̸͓̞̪̳̦̗̤͇̳̟̬̽̃̒̀̇̈́́͑͋̀̇̌̈ͅا̷̪̫͍͔̟̥̲͉̮͖̖̝̭̱̬͂͌̒̅̈́͂̌̓̋͂̒ ي̵͓̮͕̬̥̩̯̝͌̔̽̒͒̎̾͗̎̃̿̐͒̉͐̿ͅن҈̞̯̥̰͍̲̙̪͙͈̗͋̃̍̎͌̃̔̄̅͐̊̏́̒̃̚ب̵̖̟͈̮̖̩̯̘̯́͒̀̓̔̾̓̈͗́̀͌ͅغ̴̰͈̘̫̖͉̮͕̩͚̬͂̐͛̊̉̊̌͑͒̈̈̐̇̉͊̀ي̷͖̦̘̗̪̜̖̯̮̜̍̎̒̌̀̈͋̚ أ̸̰̘̝̘̥̭͎͈̮̪̣͔̬̩̱͑̀̉̀̽̀͗̈́͑͗̽̅̊̚ͅن̵̟̟͕̱͖͔̠̬̈͐̇̎̆̆̃̃̾̄͆̆̋̅͛̚ ت҉̟͈͓̗͚̳͇͉̗̜̗͖͇̪͈͍͆̔̒̉̒̇̿̉͂̚ك̶̟̘̮̟̫̫͓̣͍̣̣͍̗̓̾̋̋͆̐̊̃و҈̗̤͓̲͓̫̳̩͈̗͇̣̉̃͊͋͒̓͆̇̆͛ͅͅن̶̟̬̦̰̮̤̥̳̲̭̮͛̂̓̃͌̐͒́ ه̶̬̳̳̪̗̬̘͕̱̣͇́̑͒̒̂̅͆͊̿̉̄͑̓̌ن̷̤͕͔͔̗͓̠͇̤̖̃͊̀̄͆͌̿̀́͊̅̾̏̍̃̆ا̸̬͎͈̩͉̞̦͙̮͕͓͇̒̆͐̀̍́̽͆͒̉̆͋͋،̵̞̱̯͈͈̜͎̫̳͎̖̞͇̞̇͒̔̒͂͒̅́̋͋̓̃ ل̸̙̙̪̫͔͈̰̯̱̙̈́̏̅̌̑̿͌͛̆ا̴͍͚̳̖̯̲̪̯̤͓͖͎̞̈̄̒̈̈́̏̽̔́͛̀̓̓̌ ي̶̖̫̩͔͇̳̬̙̲̝̙̰͓͈̬̳̋̒͒͐̈́̅̒̆̔̃̽ن̸̦̪̮̪̗̝̲͍͕̱̬̗̗̲͗̐͒̇͆̇͛̈̂̋͐̽̾̔̓̚ب̷̠̠̞̖̤͈͓͔̞͋̎̐̓̏̅̔͆غ̵̩̥̮͓̳̜͎̣͕̦̝̲̮̗̪̬̓͒͂͋̾̒̔̚ي҉͓̲͖͕̣͈̩̭̎̐̋̊̊̌͌̋̑ أ҈̲̲͓̠͙͉̥̈̽̆̌̌́̎̍ͅن҈͎̱̬̖̥̠͎̮̭̲͖̬͓̍͗̾͒̅͋͊̂̾̄̾̿̒̅ͅ ت̸͇̮̪̠̳̱̰͍͍́̅̿̆̊̓̿̀̆̾̉̀̈́̀̊ك҉̣̣̣͙̦̙̞͍̒̏̐̈́̾̒͋̾̑̉و҉̦̝͉͕̩̙̲͙̯̗͕̜̖̭͙̀̃̋̎̽͛͆̃͋̀̈͐͐̉̔̇ن̵̲̫̫̭̟̙͍̬̬͉̃̾́̋̔̃͐̋̊̈̇́̅̒̐̚ ه̸̜̙͔͎̤͉͓̱͉͎̥̤̀̌̇́͌̅̏̐͆̏̏͌͋ن̷̦̩̞̱͎͎͚̫̰̜̗̙͂̓́̌̔̆̽̓̚ا̷̙̞͈͖̠̟̬̫͎͇̙̘̑̏̍̆͂́̈́͗̈̐̒͒̔̂̉́،҈̩̥͈͍̳̝̯͚͎̙̗̝̮͔͑̐͑̈́̓͐͐͐̌̉͐́ͅ ل̷͉͉͕̳͇͕̣͉̲̥̗̠̯̲̔̌͋́̌̋̉͆́̆͆̿̄̋̍̚ا̴̪̟̱̳͙̱̖̲̫̪͙̥̐̌̂̓̉̈́͂͆͒͂̀̅̽ͅ ي̸͇͇̳̣̩̠͉͉̭̣̟̞͂̊͋̔̑͌̄͋̀̈́̓̎̃͊͌͊ن̸̫̤̦̤̯͙̱̞̰͍́̑̿͋͌̀̈́̔̍̋̐ب̵̯̱̖̞̮͖͚̲͓̓̎̽̿̿͛̃́͐̐̍̎̓غ̴͉̰̪̥͚̳̣͙̝̎̓̊̊̂̿͐͋̔͗̋̀ي̴̬̰̤͓̳̥̦̤̭̩̱̉̐̏̉̇͐̅̅͌͊̾͊ أ̸͉̰͍̜͕̠̯̘͍̥̭̥͚͗̊̈͂͑̈͋̽́̈́̿̓̚ͅن̸͉̯̪͓͚͚̦͈͙̮̲̙̖͓̐͛͛̏͊̒̓̍̈̚ ت̷̟͙̙̠͇̣̖̗͚̠̲͚͙̘̈́̍̅̅́͌̚ك̶̜͇̙̫̙̭̩̘̟͎̯͍͍̍̾̂͑̒̅̽̀́̅ͅͅͅو̷̩̪̪̮̮̰͉̭̤̤̤̮̘̪̖͔̌͆̊̌͐̒̎́̅̓ن̶̥̦͇̬͎͓̠̮̳̲̦͕͚̘͕͐̌̈́̿̆͒̇̅̊̃̌̆ ه̴͙̖̞̜̙̬̦͙͉̒̂̿̓̓̉̂̂̆̿ن̴͓͔̭͇̩̯͕̱̪͙̝̱̪͚̄̎̆̈̈́̃̉̅̆́͂͛͌ا҉̱̩̣̪̘̪̟͚̦̤͚̖̬̙̟͖͒͋̈͌̍͋̌̋̅*<

This is not just some kind of structure. This is not a story, this is not a kingdom or something ideological. This is the pure embodiment of flesh, stupidity and delirium. This is Akil-Alsa'ahab - almost the only creature living above the Golden Clouds. This is something so terrible, disgusting and thoughtless that its thoughtlessness is not capable of being digested in the brains of higher beings.This is a creature whose mind is clouded by eternal hunger and no more desire. It is somewhat reminiscent of a mixture of squid, mutated cow, human and pure horror. This is madness above madness, genius above genius, paradox above paradox. What is the paradox? Akila's intelligence reaches the level of Amoeba, but at the same time it is capable of thinking on transcendental planes of existence. Within Akil is the Absolute of Biological and Cosmic Madness, which makes up his organs. In addition, he has a stomach that is an endless ocean of acid, in which the meat gods are eternally digested - creatures whose only goal is eternal torment without any result. Akil was born in ancient times, beyond time and Meta-time, when all structures looked different and worked differently. At that time, no kingdoms existed yet, and creatures like Akil were the only inhabitants of the Post-Sky (Before, the Post-Sky was much larger, but the Absolute number of creatures like Akil ate most of the countless clouds). However, at one point, all of his relatives died, and Akil-Alsa'ahab was the last survivor (In addition, he is still only a newborn)
## Light

In fact, it is not very appropriate to list the light as a separate structure, but it is still worth doing. The light is a consequence of Akil's ancestors eating golden clouds. Before the full formation of all structures, the Light was part of the Post-Sky, which stretched straight to the void. However, Akil and his relatives staged a massive eating of the golden clouds, which is why there were no clouds left there, but only white light. However, not all the clouds were eaten! Sometimes, in the light you can see deformed clouds of a rusty yellow color, and they move very slowly. These are the remains of ancient clouds, which, without the absence of other clouds in the vicinity, became like this (Golden clouds can oxidize due to the absence of other clouds. Thus, clouds are extremely social objects, even without intelligence)