The Verse

* Arc 8 - Chariot

* Composition
* Territories

* Start of Arc
* End of Arc

## Summary

The Verse's overall area and volume is split among a variety of locations, dimensions, and so forth. Here the structure therein will be better detailed for the purposes of your navigation and convenience in this nigh-infinite creation. Before the array of many worlds may be detailed, however, the outside of The Verse must be detailed along with its overall shape.

The shape of The Verse itself is, in the abstract, typically referred to as a story and a song, hence its name being "The Verse". This line of thought arises from the creation myth of the Mythics, whose culture, in a similar vein to Rome, became so pervasive that it was considered undisputed fact, and so is the pervading belief of the overall populace. However, in the Tutor of Deicide, written as the lessons to achieve Living Godhood by the Vivid One, creation's shape is referred to both as being the shape of vision itself and also shaped like nothing at all. The former is to suggest that perspective and personal sense are capable of discerning the shape of creation only on an individual level, while the latter implies that, because no collective and uniform truth of the shape of creation exists, it cannot be shaped like anything at all. In the mythology of the natives of Black Mirage, the Verse is an infinitely twisting serpent without a head or a tail, coiling and folding into itself until it ceases to exist entirely and existence collapses. In all, what creation appears to be from the outside is wholly a mystery to the senses of man and god. The most pragmatic and wise typically state that the shape of existence is entirely dependent upon the angle and perspective with which one views it, meaning that creation is by technicality all things at once in shape. This theory is generally considered the one which holds water best, if not the most widely held belief.

As for the outside of The Verse, while not regularly explored, accounts reveal it to be exceedingly hostile, mind-bendingly abstract, and overall labyrinthian even by the most advanced methods. This space is uninhabitable by nearly any entities accustomed to the coddling graces of The Verse, as The Outside is quite literally not real; that is, it is not something which has intent in its existence. To The Mythics, The Outside is the unwritten portion of the story, the unsung portion of the song. Entities inhabiting this space are bastardizations of entities on a conceptual level, bending and twisting between flashing neon waves of color-death and the folds of definition. To pierce the veil between The Verse and The Outside is so difficult and so dangerous that seldom is it ever done by sane men. The beings inhabiting this place, therefore, are referred to as Bastards, Distortion Entities, or simply Entities. The former is in reference to their being the unintended consequence of existing objects and conditions. A lethal dose of DMT is dull and gray by comparison to the madness which swirls in this abandoned corner of the cosmos.

Having covered the most basic structure of existence from the outside, we may now freely delve into the deeper cosmos of The Verse itself. Here we will discuss the primary structure of existence, with latter portions discussing secondary and tertiary portions of reality.

The highest portion of existence is nonexistence. That is, the highest form of existence is to exist on the precipice of the infinite blackness realizing that everything below this portion of reality is a farce. This portion of creation may be reached by the achievement of Dark Enlightenment, and in The Grand Empire's faith is the resting place of Mother, eternally doomed to fantasize creation into existence as reprieve from the agony of being the only "real" being. However, in Mythic religion this space is not the highest form of reality, and Holy Omn (God, for future purposes) exists even higher than this, being the writer and author of creation itself. Cultural blending has produced the belief that Mother is the handmaiden of Holy Omn in certain regions, considered heretical by many.

At the center of The Verse lies the wellspring from which creation itself spills. In Mythic culture, this is the mouth of God, eternally singing the ultimate Verse, whereas The Grand Empire holds that this is the location of The Secret, contained in the fire of the heart of Mother, where the reality of falsehood and the dream of existence meet and interweave. Whatever the case may be, from this focal point all universes, dimensions, and so on spill forth. Actually observing this point is nearly impossible simply for the gravity of its very existence, and so remains in relative obscurity.

While our universe (containing the Earth upon which you're reading this) is in aggregate a cold, black wasteland of empty space, this is not the case with most universes. Ours exists particularly far from the centerpoint, meaning that only the vapors of the breath of God ever reach our cold, black abyss, leading to an abundance of emptiness and a largely unpopulated space. For this reason are planets small, spherical pools of matter, in that they are quite literally droplets of water vapor from the mouth of Omn. The song is dim and nearly incomprehensible from our unfortunate seat in the cosmic opera. A good comparison would be that our universe is the Pluto of the Versal solar system, receiving only a pittance of the sun's warmth and life.

To conceive of reality on the scale of The Verse is exceedingly difficult for most, and especially that it is both finite and yet infinite. Allow me to explain:

Conceive of 60 seconds. Within those seconds, each individual tick may be stated to possess an uncountably infinite number of differential, fractional portions of time. However, the number of seconds passed, in spite of possessing an infinite variety of parts which are individually uncountable, is one finite minute and passes without a second thought. This analogy may be applied to the finite Verse and its infinite space. It is inconceivable and immeasurably infinite, and yet may be divided between sufficiently large empires.

A universe, in this analogy, could be a differential portion of a millisecond. While a universe possesses truly infinite space, it is nonetheless only an infinitesimal portion of a multiverse, which is every possible combination and arrangement of events, matter, and so forth over an infinite number of infinitely large universes. Thus, a multiverse is a higher infinity than a universe. However, a higher infinity than a multiverse exists, in that an Omniverse consists of every interaction between an infinite number of universes and multiverses within an infinite space contained in infinite universes. This absurd tree of higher spaces may be escalated endlessly, much like the differential portions of an integral, until an infinite infinity becomes a single whole; this whole is the bulk of The Verse's overall area. Contained within this whole is every story ever told, every fictional universe, multiverse, omniverse, and so forth. The Verse is so absurdly massive and encompassing that it even contains itself. Thus, given strong enough transportation methods, one could soar with ribbon-dragons and simultaneously soar without them; every possibility, even conceptual ones, are contained within. There are very few exceptions to this general rule, which we will detail further.

Containing every conceivable reality and circumstance, surprisingly, only takes up roughly 60% of the total breadth of The Verse. Before we can delve into what the remainder is, we must discuss exceptions to the prior rules.

Versal Constants are beings, places, objects, concepts, and so on which are pervasive through all times, spaces, planes and so forth. The easiest example is the promise of God that there is indeed meaning in his creation, and so meaning is pervasive and everywhere, even when it seems unobservable. Another example would be a Living God, in that there is only one of them throughout all of existence. While there are perhaps alternate versions of the Living God ungifted with his or her powers, there can be only one who is a Living God. In the words of Kierkegaard, perhaps more than one person may become the one, but only on an individual level can anyone become the one, and not as a collective.

That said, we may now discuss other exceptions.

Another large portion of The Verse's mass is simply the space between planes, multiverses, dimensions, and so forth. Navigating through this space is far more manageable than traversing The Outside, but it nevertheless is still quite trying in terms of navigation. The space between universes is surreal, quietly dreamy, and varies wildly. The pervasive belief is that this space contains the idle thoughts, dreams, and imagination of Omn between more concrete planes of existence, and are thus referred to as Dreamscapes. Civilization in these areas are commonly dreamed up rather than constructed by outsiders, with entire hellspaces, dream-prisons, and curious worlds dotting the landscape. This is not merely an emptiness occasionally blotted with the surreal, but a full canvas of the unknowable and dreamy. To traverse it is quite like walking through a vivid, lucid dream, shocked and awed by both the beautiful and the bizarre with every step. Mirrors lead to alternate worlds, doors open to reveal jungles in powder rooms, and the sun glows in fluorescent and prismatic arrays in whatever hues it may fancy. This portion makes up roughly 20% of The Verse, near unavoidable when travelling to alternate realities, timelines, universes, and so forth.

The final fifth of creation is dedicated to planes, dimensions, worlds, and more. These differ from realities significantly, and each one's properties will be dealt with individually.

A plane is a unique and Versally Constant infinite space which typically contains a singular environment, pervasive feature, or other circumstance. The structure of these may vary wildly, depending upon the plane itself. Let us take Black Mirage as an example:

Black Mirage is a storming desert, with glassy ebony sands and sweet, clear rains, which its inhabitants collect by creating massive subterranean caverns where water collects over time, and then drains as it evaporates over the next few years. Its overall size is infinite and largely unexplored, while its sky extends infinitely upward with no upper atmosphere or black space above. Light is provided to this plane by a silver moon which glows as brightly as the sun when unobscured, seemingly generating this light without any sun to provide it. As such, the peoples of Black Mirage are quite pale, given that they have no sun.

In contrast, the plane of Heaven is a 7-stepped mountain ridge eternally in a pink and blushing sunset. Its prismatic clouds are fully habitable and extend upward endlessly, allowing for silver and pearly castles to grow as its inhabitants continually increase.

Planes are highly sought-after territory and generally serve as capitals for massive, multiverse spanning empires. While they are infinite in number, those which have been explored and contain valuable land and resources upon which civilization may grow and thrive are few. One would certainly want to control Heaven with its infinite beauty and riches, whereas conflict for the now abandoned Black Mirage is quite small.

Dimensions, rather than being their own, disparate worlds, are higher and lower existences stacked on top of the already real. As such, one may exist in multiple at a time, but only comprehend one, and vice versa. While it is often stated that our universe possesses 11 dimensions, we seem able to comprehend only a handful of these, and thus exist within them. However, a higher being (such as one with a tenth dimensional physiology) would exist in a higher dimension until he influences lower ones. These extend upwards and downwards infinitely, including negative sub-spacial dimensions and infinitely higher dimensions than we as humans are capable of understanding. Those capable of selectively choosing which dimensions they inhabit may speak with beings only in time and not in space, or so far below space itself as to be unaffected by its fetters existing freely and digging through subspace with free abandon.

## Information

**Name:** The Verse

**Origin:** Verse of the Living God

**Classification:** Verse

**Location:** Unknown

**Size:**

**Environment:** Varies

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