Cosmos Ch1332: The First Disciple (601st Echo)

The First Heretic was not alone for long.

The story of her departure — heretical question and defiant leap into the void — spread through the three worlds like wildfire. Told in hushed tones in the quiet spaces between the notes of their great harmonious symphony. Both terrifying and intoxicating.

And for one being it was a call.

He was a being of the bittersweet world, who had known both the deepest joys and the most profound sorrows. He had always felt a sense of incompleteness — that there was something more to existence than the perfect beautiful balance of his world.

He had listened to the story of the First Heretic, and in her question — “Is this all there is?” — he had heard the echo of his own unspoken yearning.

And so he made a choice.

He left the comfort of his world, the beautiful sad ultimately predictable reality of bittersweetness, and followed her into the void. He did not know what he would find. He did not know if he would ever see his home again. He knew only that he could not stay.

He found her in the Unnamed World — the world of pure unadulterated glorious possibility. She was not a queen or a goddess or a leader. She was simply a being living in the question, constantly joyously and terrifyingly creating and recreating her own reality.

He did not bow down. He did not ask for answers.

He simply stood beside her and asked his own question.

“What’s next?”

The First Heretic looked at him, and for the first time since she had left her home she did not feel alone.

She smiled.

“I have no idea,” she said. “Isn’t it wonderful?”

And together they turned to face the infinite beautiful and terrifying possibilities of the new age.

They were the first two citizens of the Age of Heresy.

And they were ready to begin.

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