Within the deep expanse of space, Eartakiel was tasked with forming the new planet foundations within a spark point. When the foundation of one planet is made in this singular, special timeline, it is created across every timeline, expanding the baseline for creation endlessly.
Eartakiel: He stood on a floating platform surrounded by a glowing orangish color. With his arms crossed, he tapped his arms, trying to imagine the structure and foundation of each of the planets he was going to create. "Hmm...Perhaps some larger foundations are required for more advanced civilizations."
Small, perfectly spherical rocks appeared in his large palms. He placed them mid-air, surrounding them in the orange colored power. His warhammer formed in his palms, and with a larger swing, he launched the orbs deep into the abyss of space.
His hands glowed a bright orange, and under the force of his power, he expanded the foundation of the orbs rapidly until they formed into planets. As the planets were formed, the other elemental orbs placed themselves into each of the newfound terrrestrial bodies, nature forming on the surface and bodies of water expanding around the open spots. "Perfect, life is perfectly balanced out."
Gena: Her force appeared beside Eartakiel until she formed entirely. Before she spoke, she waved her hand, helping spark the first bits of intelligent life onto the planets. "Lord Eartakiel, I need to speak to you."
Eartakiel: He turned his head toward her, "What is it, Gena?"
Gena: "I told Valkun I would not talk to anybody else about this, but I can't not tell the other Lord about what's been going on."
Eartakiel: He turned his entire body towards her, concern and confusion growing tense, "What are you talking about? What has been going on with Valkun?"
Gena: She looked down, holding her own arms, "He has been experiencing dark dreams...Seeing visions of the Underworld has been causing his negativity to intensify within him. His spirit has been growing darker."
Eartakiel: "Dark dreams? The Underworld? And what do you make of this yourself? He trusted you enough to tell you what was going on, so you must have an opinion on it." He placed his hand on his chin, holding his elbow as he waited for an answer.
Gena: She rubbed her arms nervously, but she couldn't just not answer, "I believe that he is possibly trying to be contacted by whatever entity exists in there. For what reason specifically I do not know, but from what I have read and felt, it can not be for any good reason."
Eartakiel: "Hmm...and he asked you not to speak to anyone about this?"
Gena: She nodded.
Eartakiel: He rubbed his rocky beard, "With him being the way he is right now, I suggest you stay away from him for the time being. We do not know the extent to which this darkness could bring; he could become violent. I will attempt to speak to him or even come up with a solution. In the meantime, continue to act like you are doing what he asked. Do not speak to anyone."
Gena: "Yes, Lord...I will try my best."
Eartakiel: "Do more than try, my dear, fight all urges."
Gena: She nodded, turning back towards the newly created planets, and then slowly disappearing into the deep abyss.
Eartakiel: "...Perhaps great horrors...await us in the future." He flashed his eyes orange, the platform and himself vanishing.