Awakening The Chaos; Enigmas, The Auldron (Allsgrim Cauldron)

Quote :

With all that happened since the Lord Father, Ty-sama, stepped forth from his rest in the Afterlife of Pulchritude, the Prime Chaos that was he both in his past and present started to stabilize, thus giving power and shape and form to Ty-sama, who was all of Tymon's Future and Future Potential. Therefore, as things progressed in the Present, and things were sorted in the Past, the Future would become greater or lesser in comparison. Therefore, Ty-sama wasn't exactly a tangible entity, but was one that was shaped by what is and what was. Yet, was still stable and secure in what he was as Future Tymon -- Ergo, Elder Tymon.

Whether or not any of the versions of Tymon knew it, Ty-sama had always been there, grooming Ty-chan, and growing Ty-kun, so that they would eventually become the Ty-sama that he envisioned himself as. He had his own vision for his own future, but needed to grow his potential further in his Present and Past to ensure the most maximum potential would be achieved when Ty-kun became Ty-sama, and Ty-sama was no longer Future Tymon, but the Present Tymon.

So, when the Divine Arc Gate was finally opened up by Grimlock, the Silver Pumpkinhead, Ty-sama, the Black Pumpkinhead, would converge from the places he spread his Living Shadow to the portal, exiting from it as the Allsgrim... The culmination of all the Living Shadows, as a Nightshade. He looked upon the work of his children and was pleased, for passage was smooth and transition was sweet. "Very Good, Grimlock," spake he with humble authority. "Mine Passage Is Going Very Well -- As It Should." Ty-sama was one of great regalia, and would not accept anything less of the Veritas than what it was supposed to do in supporting his great royalty and majestic splendor. It would bend and shape and form to his will, just as he was bending and forming and shaping. The final version of the Veritas would be suitable specifically for the Ty-sama, and not the Ty-chan or the Ty-kun, as they were now. It was a playground for the kids, sure -- Ty-sama was the -most- patient of them, and could wait until they'd had their fun.

He was the Elder Tymon, after all, who knew all there was to know of Tymon -- the most learned of Tymon's forms. Yet, even Tymon himself had yet to be able to see what the Ty-sama did.

Either way, after giving gratitude to the Silver Pumpkinhead for his archival storage, Ty-sama would, as the Allsgrim Nightshade, open up the Auldron -- Enigmas, the Primordial Cauldron. His own -personal- Cauldron, from which all the others of the Veritas (save for God's Cauldron) were born from. The most primordial Well Of Power.

When it opened, it was pitcher than darkest blackness. He took a great whiff of the nostalgia that poured of the emptiness, and looked upon it with wistful fondness. "... Ah, If It Isn't The Womb Of Which All Was Born..." he uttered. "... The Prime Chaos From Whence Everything Stems..." Though it was wholly silent, it made cacophonous noises unheard of (most literally) that Ty-sama relished in. "As If I Was AZATHOTH Again... I Haven't Been That Blind Idiot God In So Long..." Naturally, he spoke of when he was an entity that was formless and shapeless but the God of all things, unknowing that it was God, and having all things it created sedate it in its dreams of when it dreamed them up, so they would not be erased from existence instantly from its awakening.

Though, in their fear, they didn't realize that the Awakening of Azathoth was a Revelation to itself that would instantly transcend it into God, and remake both itself and everything as it was, only with it inclusive -- as God. And not an unconscious entity that all creation desperately tried to keep under wraps and from ever waking up. It seemed like such a long time ago, now. But, how long was a dream at all, really, in comparison to the time one spends awake?

So, Ty-sama connected the Allsgrim Cauldron, Enigmas, and slipped inside of the effervescent, all-consuming darkness.

Finally, The Elder Creator awakened, drawn from his indefinite languor into another state of indefiniteness. His body poured out of the pitch darkness garb in a gorgeous spatial kimono, which sparkled and gleamed with blackness and subtle celestial light that was wholly different from the empty blackness surrounding. Yet, there were what looked like shimmering eyes gazing up at him, which he also looked into. "Good Work, Black Pumpkinhead..." The eyes of the being Ty-sama looked into were of his own Black Pumpkinhead, which was the Auldron, and also an embodiment of the Enigmas -- specifically, of Allsgrim, as the Nightshade. It bore many Secrets and Mysteries that retained their miscellaneous and extraneous ambiguity until all matters were sorted out amongst everything of the Past and Present. Only when the Future became the Present would the Black Pumpkinhead truly take on its actual form for Ty-sama.

Until then, however, Lord Father Ty-sama commanded his Black Pumpkin Head, "Because This Gate Is Again Opened, And I Am In My Place Again, I Will Take My Place Here, And Return To Mine Work Again, For The Sake Of Protecting And Shaping The Future. You, Black Pumpkin Head, Must Bridge The Final Gap Between The Final Cauldron." In giving this command, Ty-sama sent the consciousness of the Black Pumpkin Head off into the darkness, traveling through the Enigmas, and toward the final Cauldron before the one that belonged to Tzita L'sia.