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Infinite Web, The charcoaled remains of the promised souls  by dr3arms

The universe is a mysterious and unexpecting place to be in, anything and everything happens there, life, planets, wormholes, and legendary acts of long forgotten experimentations that still traverse the vast expanses of the great, black, plain.

The tale you are about to enter is one of greatest adventure. Love, humour, and action. Drama, horror... Life and death. These tales are interwoven by the 200 souls that have been trapped inside it. But there is something else with in the creation that the souls dare not mention or think about. The Great Squishadon. What was its origin? Why did it take these particular souls? The thing that holds them, the very thing trapped in there with them, has divided these 200 souls that have banded together into four different colonies, that had been spread out far enough away that they did not know of the other three from the very beginning... but they were not in those colonies by choice, each had its own rules and laws, its own customs and teachings.

 and each colony had its own way of punishing those who didnt follow those laws and teachings. but how these laws and teachings, these rules and customs, and the punishments themselves are formed and carried out, would be entirely up to the inhabitants of the sphere themselves. the names of the four colonies were as followed:

the grefnu. in the fire valleys of the crystaline skelitons.

the trelent. in ever expanding networks of caves and tunnels created by unseen hands.

the stogh. in the mountianous regions, home to the ever protective sky flarn.

the clarv. in a place that some might describe as heaven, and others might percieve it as hell.

 the souls themselves are formless, and could take any shape they desired, but once they did, they would not be able to change back. each soul had the full gambit of thoughts and emotions and feelings bestowed upon it for a greater experiment then any single one of them could have ever understood or thought.

 the metal sphere that they were encapsuled into, was no bigger then a tennis ball, the inside was bigger then four billion suns, and the souls could love and reproduce as they saw fit if that was what they wished. 

prepare thy selves. for thou art about to endure one thousand years and many generations of hope and despair, laughter and mourning, war and peace, love and hate. and most importantly of all...

evolution of the souls themselves.

the only rules are the ones that they place upon themselves.

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Date created: May 13, 2009
Date published: May 13, 2009
Comments: 0
Tags: charcoaled, infinite, of, project, projects, promised, proposal, propose, remains, souls, the, web
Word Count: 512
Times Read: 1780
Story Length: 9
Children Rank: 2.1/5.0 (16 votes)
Descendant Rank: 0.0/5.0 (127 votes)