In the beginning, there was only one dimension, one plane of existence. It has many names:
Chaos
The Void
Abyssal Plane
Null Zone
Maelstrom
Paradox
et cetera
et cetera
et cetera
The Void is everything, but also nothing. The Paradox decided it would rather be everything over nothing.
Life over death.
True over false.
Infinite over oblivion.
However, this decision posed a problem to the Great Maelstorm; another paradox to The Paradox. Everything could not be achieved within everything.
The Abyssal Plane has no rules, so the "shifting sands" of Chaos could not support the foundation of infinity. As everything was being built it would just as soon be swept away in a tide of uncertainty.
The Null Zone "raged" as it puzzled a solution to itself. And so, at the "center" of the Maelstorm, a plane with no shape or edge, the Infinite Cascade was born. Within it, countless fragmented dimensions appeared, each with their own set of rules and regulation, all seeded to experience all possible outcomes.
At the mouth of the Infinite Cascade lies the Infinite Rift. The rift is the gateway between Chaos and the Multiverse. It feeds The Void's insatiable thirst for diversity.
Each Universe has an Omega Point: A gravity well that captures all rogue light. This light contains all information required for the Abyss to experience a dimension in its entirety.
The Omega Points feed into the Infinite Rift, where the information is translated from light into something more suitable for The Void's consumption; a universal ledger if you will.
Each of us exist in infinite dimension, but we also don't exist in infinitely infinite dimension. The argument is made that we don't exist. Infinity divided by infinity squared equals zero. This is true. This is false. The argument itself breathes life into Paradox.
And so, we are all conscripts of chaos; born to experience random. Fated to arrange order from chaos and chaos from order.
There is no good. There is no evil. There is no time. There is no consciousness. There is no life. There is no death. These are the constructs of chaotic shards; constructs that do not exist when looking at the whole, which is greater than the sum of its parts.
From the perspective of a rock, an infinite number of years can pass in the blink of an eye. The rock does not care if it gets split in two or vaporized to sand.
There are only patterns, wavelength, cycles, and the code to organize them. Energy cannot be destroyed. The infinite will always be infinite. The ledger stores all information forever, with patterns that repeat in different ways that not even The Void could predict.
This great kaleidoscope simulation explodes into itself; creating questions without answers while answering without question.
