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Nothingness
Nothingness and a very wrong something.
What was this something? this very wrong something?
It had a name, one it couldn't remember. All it felt was a burning desire. Hatred. Power. Something restraining it. It was hatred, it was power, it was a million suns. What did it want? It had to hold on. It had to cling to its desire to take control. Because, without it, what was it?
The one it had had its eye on for so long was nearing his destiny. The destiny it had made for the one.
It pushed various threads for the end it wanted. Nothing. It wanted nothing to be spread across all the different multiverses. it wanted control. It was manipulation. It was power. It was void. It was the thing that created nightmares. It was all nightmares. It was the thing that existed in all universes. In all timelines. In all peoples.
It was hatred, it was hunger, it was greed.
And, most of all, it was the love that drove people to insanity.
For, wasn't that what defined the one it'd been preparing?