Submitted by MasterV3ga t3_11ymlau in WritingPrompts
Pope-Francisco t1_jdbmahn wrote
An astronaut drifts along the cosmos. He was broken off from his shuttle & is now alone. He closes his eyes accepting his fate. But, he instead wakes up on what seems to be an invisible floor in space. He stands up confused & sees an alien like figure standing far away with his back to the astronaut. The astronaut approaches the alien, noticing its shinny blue grey skin, sleek skinny octopus like body, & a horn on top. He looks at the alien, when it suddenly turns around speaking perfect English saying “Welcome!” The astronaut jumps back with a scream. “Oh sorry, forgot to change my form!” The lain begins to morph & shape shifts into a curvy brown haired lady with a suit on. Her voice changes to a kind voice of a lady & asks “Better?” “Yeah, I guess.” The astronaut looks around & asks “is this the afterlife? Or a different dimension?” “It’s both! The afterlife a separate dimension where life energy goes to be recycled & used back onto a random planet with life!” “Cool, that’s cool. But, am I being recycled right now?” “No.” “Why? Not that it’s a bad thing.” The lady stands still, blank, until she pops out of her thought & says “Oh! Silly me! I forgot to mention your purpose!” “My purpose?” “Yes! It’s quite lovely, I’m jealous of what you get to do!” “What do I get to do?” The lady pulls a screen out from her pocket. She holds up a box showing a yes & a no button. She explains, “God has chosen you to be the last & most powerful prophet!” “His prophet?” “Yes! You’ll be tasked with ridding the world of disease, corruption, war, & much more!” “Wait a minute? I’m really flattered an all, but why doesn’t he do it himself?” “Well, he’s not a he, but that’s because he is currently busy.” “H- gods busy?” “Yes.” The astronaut takes a step back & takes a deep breath. “If he’s so busy, why didn’t the other prophets fix the world before me?” “They tried, but weren’t given enough power. Due to gods battle with the stars.” “The stars?” She lowers the box. “Originally, god had made the universe pitch black. At some point, he added planets, such as Earth. Each planet had life of its own, incredibly unique.” “Wait, really?” “Yes. And it was just a year before the dinosaurs went extinct that a hole ripped in the cosmos. From the cosmos, blinding tendrils grabbed ahold of millions of planets & killed their creatures, eventually reaching your planet too. God fought back furiously. He eventually managed to contain the blinding beast & split it up into little bits, what you also know as stars.” The astronaut looked at the stars around him, just tying to image when they all were before hand, the giant beast they created. He couldn’t fathom the scope of the monster. “God also took the dead planets, which are almost every single planet, & have them orbit these stars, exhausting the beast. Eventually. At the same time, some stars have broke here & there, forcing god to keep them from breaking. This of course has consumed gods time & energy.” “Holy shit.” “And that’s where you come in. Your planet was made to create a prophet. God would lend some powers to them, but the powers proved quite weak. He eventually decided to save it, leading up to you to use it. You’ll be able to perform some of gods duties, first as restoring order to your planet, creating new life & adding order there too, & then helping god to finally destroy the beast.” The astronaut sits down, processing the information. It feels overwhelming, but he somehow understands the importance of it all. “So I’m meant to return things as they once were.” “Correct.” “…I’ll do it, if it means Earth can improve & new life can be made.” “Excellent!” The lady hands him an egg. “Break this egg & you will be sent back to earth where you will begin your first step & be given new powers.” “Ok. But, I’d just like to know.” “Yes?” “Where is god? If all these stars are the monster, where is god right now?” “God is everywhere.” “What?” “God is the dark, he is space between matter, gravity even. He helps keep this universe together. While it may not make a whole lot of sense right now, you’ll eventually understand.” The astronaut looks at the egg, back at the lady & smiles. “I think I will.” He cracks the egg.
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