What I love about this fantastical adventure inked into words so flawlessly, is that the nature of writing such a story requires a boundless imagination. I've gone back over the months and reread this in its entirety, looking over the words again and again and I find myself startled by a pattern of neglect. I start to neglect what you write. Instead, my imagination unfolds and make your words come to life from my perspective (how I understand this poem.) words turn to color and faces, eventually into horizons and beautiful yet intimidating people. Your words evolves into a storyline with such grace, as I continue the story in my head in so many different ways. I love that you allowed others to imagine. That's the beauty of storytelling. Something that didn't exist before, flourishes into life. Thank you.
Oh and I just want to add how this story invokes so much thought. At first it was very hard to imagine this story in one read. Towards the end between this struggle of revenge, I wonder what a demiurge would look like? Would a demiurge need a physical body, maybe it's non physical. Hell does it even have a gender, a complex evolution that our minds and our sensory can't even comprehend? And I try to imagine where this fcuking epic battle would be? What planet or galaxy or even universe this take place? I try to think about these characters and the relationship between them, I end up getting lost in this imaginary world of yours that is trifling, imperfect and yet so beautiful. Where would a goddess of all creation reside? Is there even a throne or a place worthy for such a person in the universe? So many thoughts and so many questions.
Oh and I can't even begun to imagine all the implication of religious themes and even the non religious themes that are applied. The thought of our parallel universe, our reality being torn from above as these great beings of light and darkness descend like enormous god like creatures and the only way we can comprehend this epic scenery is by thematic overtones of religion. If I saw this in real life, yeah I would assume it's a fcuking angel coming down from the heaven and is about to knock my ass down with a lightning bolt, who wouldn't? Even when you mention an immortal world, suggesting an infinite layer of dimensions upon dimensions and how these realities and universes that interweave with each other soon are distorted by this causeway of good verses evil, all the bubbles of universes popping and smacking into each other as war rages on and the drums are heard throughout the universes mortal and immortal, is an imagery that's beyond me. Makes me think of the fallacy that is implied, that we humans are so inferior to such awe inspiring imagination of fictitious creatures and beings that the only way we can comprehend is by cutting such magnificence down through the lenses taught to us by religious institutions. Just brilliant.