My Fanfic Stash and Favorite online quests

A fic in which humanity and all life on earth was born from the blood of an Eldritch Being enjoy

Words: 27k+

Link: https://forums.sufficientvelocity.com/threads/preterhuman-mass-effect-fanfic.74484/

(The Galaxy has lived in an age of turmoil thanks to the sins of ages past. From the arrogance of the Protheans, to the legions of the Rachnii to many more. But the trigger that unleashed all this was a foreign agent. One from a galaxy beyond and weilding powers from beyond the Veil of Thought.

This are the tales of a galaxy bearing the scars of the divine. Hail the Unholy Children of Fallen Terra!)

Preternhuman

Chapter 0

Part 0

In the Beginning

The rays of the sun pierced the thick dust clouds to bring light upon the dead landscape of a barren world.

A planet without oceans, without moon, without life. And if fate's word was to be believed, it would never bear it in its entire existence.

High above in orbit though, a battle of untold proportions was waged by creatures too primordial to make sense of.

A mass of unfathomable darkness born of the miscarriage of a primal universe fought and bit down upon another great vortex of sentient umbral energies. Brothers birthed at the dawn of creation, abominations too old and primeval for the comprehension of any other life beyond their own. If they could even be considered life.

The first darkness coiled around its identical opponent, trying to envelop it, attempting to consume it for all its worth, yet the second was just as nimble and amorphous at the latter. Turning into forms designed to counteract the attempt at cosmic phagocitation, it escaped and turned into a piercing jaw that sank down its preternatural fangs into the inky darkness of its fellow.

The first retaliated by turning part of itself into a tendril of inconceivable night, striking down the second and sending its life force raining down upon the world beneath.

The battle would go one for millennia, neither creature surpassing the other, but both draining each other bit by bit until nothing remained to retain cohesion. Such was the fate of the preternatural primes of reality. Of the beings of beyond and after and before. For death, as strange and vague the term was to beings so primordial and alien as them, was the only way for them to be free from each other's existence.

Back to being one with the harmonious forces of the infant universe.

But our story is not of them.

But of the blood that fell upon the barren soils of this world.

Yet in this inert state, nothing would ever come of it. It seemed that fate planned stagnation and decay for the shard of the primordial entity.

Or did it?

In the far tackles void beyond of this world's dead atmosphere, the orbit of this world would condemn it to impact with a fellow astral object of great size. And far above the skies, came Fate's decree.

The strike came at an angle, causing the first world to survive, if greatly scarred, while the smaller second planet would be obliterated in its entirety. Great forces would collide, shattering the crust and igniting the mantle beyond the already immense heat that heated magma could provide. The pull of gravity would take hold and the scattered carcass of the second world would be pulled into a ring orbit, to give birth to a new object that would orbit the first planet until the end of days.

Millions of years passed and by fate's benevolence, comets brimming with water, the genesis of life would rain down throughout the coming eons. On this once dead planet, a vast ocean will rise to rule the vast percentage of the landmass.

And on this primeval world, still unliving, the reflection of a white moon will shine throughout its nights.

Millions of years will pass, and many more, before the first self-replicating polymers would rise the path to true life. Eons will go on forever more before the Dance of Life begins in earnest and the race of evolutionary adaptation takes hold.

Many eras will come and go, untold mass extinctions and trials by fate will come and go throughout this humble planet's existence. But its tales will be forever remembered by the blood of the primordial that seeded it.

From the first eukaryote, to the first worm. To the schools of fish that will take rule in the seas to the great scorpions that will tread the barren primeval sands of the earth. From the rise of reptiles to the fall of dinosaurs. The coming of mammals and their rule unbroken.

And the rise of the first sapient, when the races of apes walk tall on their hind legs and gaze upon the heavens, unknowing of their truest of origins.

Earth has survived and through the blood of a god, it will remember it all.