"In the Beginning..."<br/><br/>The first three words in one of the strangest books ever written. But of course it was written from a certain perspective. Here is what really happened:<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 36pt;">"LET THERE BE LIGHT!"</span></span></strong><br/><br/>The words echoed across the cosmos, reverberating through all twenty three dimensions of the multi-verse, and light appeared. An entire realm of light.<br/><br/>Zarathel was watching, as were the rest of the celestials, from a safe distance, as the Nameless One did whatever He was doing. the young angel turned to Lucifer who was next to her. "That is far to bright! I hope He isn't going to leave it like that. It hurts!" She shielded her eyes and then watched as The Nameless one separated the dark out from the light and set The World in between them.<br/><br/>"Say, you know, Lucifer, He's making some pretty neat stuff in there." She spread her wings and flew closer. The whole of history was arrayed before them. "But... Those poor creatures, they live, they die they join us, and for the rest of eternity all we do is..." She shut up quickly, fully aware that Michael was within earshot. The Nameless One's enforcer was not really the sort of Angel you wanted to be talking freely in front of. She scooted back as the Nameless one waved a hand and did something that looked almost like he split himself in three, although she couldn't quite figure out how or what.<br/><br/>She led Lucifer, who was the Nameless one's right hand angel and her closest friend, away from the scene of creation, and whispered, "Look at them. He's given them choice, but nothing to choose between. The whole of history is bland, stagnant... Are you listening to me, Luce?"<br/><br/>Lucifer was apparently, looking deeper into the light. She followed his gaze. He was looking at the golden throne. "You... You wouldn't... You better not! If He sees you, there'll be trouble!"