Omni-Lord

* First Form
* Second Form
* Third Form

## The Birth of the One True God

Trillions of years ago, a desolate, dark, disgusting place was formed out of pure imagination, what came out of it as well, was a small, weak, being. A being that only had an intelligence, but no body, this being couldn't see, and even if he did have vision, everything he would see would be pure black. This being would roam the Nothingness as he dubbed it, he would wander the dark, empty, sad Paradox. With nothing happening. No one was there, only him. He was the first creation. He would use senses, as smell, and hearing, to navigate the catacombs, he would think and dream of something nicer to be in. The only noises were small gushes of wind, and sometimes, though rare, a water dripping sound. This being didn't like his surroundings, and wanted more. Something better. Something he had dreamed out. So he had started thinking about something more beautiful, people to interact with. The being would sit still for days, thinking of a perfect Utopia for himself. Though, this never happened. These were just dreams and thoughts. After Thousands of years of Wandering the Nothingness. He revisited his idea of sitting still, and thinking. He started thinking about having a body, a physical body, he sat and thought about this. Until, eventually, after hours of thinking about it, he felt something. The being felt something. He had felt that he had created something. And he felt that he had created himself a body. Though, he couldn't move it's limbs, it was basically a ragdoll, so the being would hover over things, in a ragdoll like state of a body. Until eventually, after hundreds of years of exploring like this, he fell down something, and couldn't move, he couldn't hover, and was stuck there, for thousands of years the being was stuck in some ditch, unable to move, he just heard odd noises, that water dripping, the gushes of wind. All he would do all day, was try to move, try to escape, until he realized maybe, just maybe, he could think again, and get himself to move. And so he did. He sat still, for hours, thinking of moving, until, his right arm moved, it twitched, he felt this, it moved more and more, until he started to try this out. He moved the muscles in his right arm, feeling all of it, he felt his fingers moving, he tried this with the other arm, it worked, then the torso, though the torso was harder to start moving, it eventually moved. He knew now he needed the legs to move, and after a couple of minutes of trying, they moved. He was able to stand up. His head was still like a ragdoll, so he eventually fixed that after a couple hours of thinking. He was perfect, he got the form he always wanted, he could now move his head how he wanted, he could walk. He got everything he wanted. He now wanted sight, to see something else, and so he went for this, for hours he prepared his sight, expecting to see something magnificent, and beautiful. After hours and hours, it worked, sight was granted. And as he looked around, he was disappointed, there was nothing to see. It was all pitch black. The being got angry, and started to have a tantrum, until, a gust of light came from his hand, he would look at his hand, and did it again, a gust of light. He had powers, he realized that he had powers, the being would fly around, shooting lights, and beams from his hand, and in the other hand, shooting gusts of wind from his fingertips. He realized now, he could do whatever he wanted, whatever he pleased. So he conjured up something, he conjured up a OmniVerse as he called it, filled with stars, and planets, and galaxies, he would view the OmniVerse for years on end, until he got bored. He created sub-universes in the OmniVerse, titled Continuity's, he made 43 of these Continuity's, and he would put Galaxies and Planets inside them, he created life in them, and would view all Continuity's, though his favorite was Continuity-1, the first he made, and the one he dubbed as ''Prime''. After years of monitoring and creating, this being got bored, he wanted to create someone to help him, and so he started to create the perfect ally, a man named Shane Madej, these beings would create alot.

## Shane's Creation

Omni-Lord sat down for many hours, trying to conjure a being. A being that could be, not as powerful, but could definitely have a similar strength and skill set. A being that could help Omni-Lord in ideas, philosophies, and creation. When the being was created, it immediately fell to the ground, it had no look to them, just a weird shape, so Omni-Lord crafted it's shape, into a person. The being couldn't move, so Omni-Lord gave it movement, and sight, and smell, and hearing. The being stood up. And looked around confused, trying to speak, Omni-Lord granted it speech. The being cried out, ''Who are you?'' Omni-Lord stepped a bit close, not trying to scare nor intimidate him. The being stepped back, scared, he pressed himself against a wall, with his arms out, Omni-Lord stepped closer, saying, ''It's okay, my creation, I will not hurt you, or scare you, I am not here to harm anyone, I just want to make a flourished society''. The being stopped it's shivering, and stood still, scared, Omni-Lord spoke up, ''Your name will be,'' Omni-Lord thought for a minute, coming up with many different ideas, he finally had a name, ''Shane Madej''. Shane looked up, at the Omni-Verse. Shane spoke, ''So what do you need me to do?'' Omno-Lord summoned a rock to sit on, as he spelt out ''Well, I need someone else to keep me company, it gets lonely out here in the Omni-Verse. And I need help with the creation of life. May you help with that?'' Shane sat down on the ground, thinking about what Omni-Lord had said, Shane had many ideas, was this a trap? Is any of this true? Shane thought. But he caved in. He agreed to it. He agreed to help the Omni-Verse is creating life, and many different Planets and Universes. Aswell with floruishing out all 43 Continuity's. The two became really good friends, and trusted eachother. They knew, after a while of doing this, 7200 years to be exact. That it again, was starting to get boring. They needed and wanted someone else. And so the two brainstormed. And brainstormed. They thought about what and who else they could bring in. They had ideas of a monster, and a technological AI. But, after a bit of thinking, the two threw that away, and continued their Creation. Over the years, they did get angry at eachother and fight alot. Verbally and Physically. But, in the end, they were friends. But through all this, Omni-Lord had other plans. He had established a Millitary, that no other being had ever known about. And he knew that he needed a general, so he sat down, and created someone out of old T-800 parts. MIKE. The General of Omni-Lord's army. Omni-Lord also tasked Mike with another adjective and goal, to always Monitor Shane, for when Shane got out of line, Omni-Lord would know. After this, Omni-Lord flew back to Shane. As they talked, and their idea of a 3rd member sparked again. And so they created something, 032 Mendicant Bias. The new member.