"Dr. Green, the boss wants to see the world."

Dr. Green was staring at his screen, his hands moving at a speed hard to watch as code sprung to life on the screen.

"Tell him to wait a bit, everything should be done soon..."

A line of text at the top caused his eyes to sparkle;

The Rebirth

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Both the Ash Lands and the Shadow realm was bursting with life, creatures of ash roamed their world of ash. Shadowy figures of all shapes and sizes created nest for their kin, long legged spiders roamed the world laying eggs every so often to spread their kind.

In both worlds their creations worshiped them like gods, treating them as sacred beings not to be disturbed. Some even had the desire to join their ranks, to become equals with their creators.

In the world of ash things went a bit different, the creatures of ash had no need to spread their kin for as lon as one was born more would follow from the spirals of ash that acted as nests for their kind. Their goal was to grow, to evolve, in the vicinity of each nest only one type of ash creature roamed, skirmishes on the edge between to nest often resulted in a third player coming in for the kill.

A thing about these nest, they required ash and flames to spawn more of their kind, so almost everyday skirmish's happened to bring ash and flame back to their nests.

This also gave the ahi a good source of flame and experience to grow their flames. Without having to slaughter their own they slowly grew in strength and in number.

Both worlds were slowly becoming complete, if not already their then soon.

The total opposite could be said for the darkness, a land full of nothing. Nothing roamed the darkness besides the creatures observing the ash lands.

• • •

The cacoon around the cindari slowly cracked apart, braking into shadows that returned to the well of shadows. What once was the cindari was now something different, still resembling the cindari but completely different.

Skin made of pitch black shadows, burn lines now pitch black bones that resulted into sharp tip tentacles. Shadows enveloped the being, worshiped it for what it represented, a being made of shadows.

With a flap of its tentacles its flew out of the temple and into the wild, reaping lives as it flew growing its wispy smoke. The more it killed the more it grew until it burst to life with a black flame, treathening to absorb all light around the thing.

It was a being of pure darkness and shadow, a shadow demon. As it returned to the temple it rested before the Queen of Xyin. Qs it floated their a tentacle reached out to though her head.

As it thouchdd her forehead a line of shadow left it's body and entered hers, as it settled on her core it burst into black flames, she had reached the point of evolving. Wisps of shadows surrounded her until she rested in a cacoon of dark shadows, slowly she floated to rest above the well of shadows.

As the other xyin went to go check on her the demon spoke.

”Leave mother alone, she needs to change, evolve if she wants to survive what has been shown to me!”