The Story from the Beginning of this Universe

Then

This buzzing sensation of the multitude of new things was just amazing.

Getting all players together in something Xenu called a 'SPACE' had never been heard of. I had assisted him to get this SPACE-thing set up and running. And in it there was something called dimension. A ... 'thing', that kept other 'things' apart. Really novel!

Anyway, it was about time - another one of these strange new concepts I had learned - it was time for the other players to arrive. And I was ready for that! Ready for all the surprises. Xenu had me prepared well. And I had drafted this SPACE-thing in a truly attention catching fashion.

A little infinity here and there, rotating light spirals spread around, but by far the best were the corner stones of this SPACE-thing, distances and times.

There! The ripples in the SPACE-thing indicating that a player was about to enter!

"Ho, interesting thing you have here. What is it?"

It was MaraBan. I have had interesting games with him before and was glad that he was here.

"It's called a UNIVERSE, but it was Xenu's idea, not mine. He will come when all the other players have arrived and we all have made us a body."

His homeric laughter first irritated me.

"A Body ?! Where did you dig out that idea? But it was probably Xenu again who came up with this intellection, didn't he?"

He was right but I could not see what was so funny about it. I had tried a body before and the sensations these things give you are really incredible.

I got MaraBan to take my template and mock up a body for himself by convincing him that it would be a nice surprise. There was nothing to it and these were the rules for this game we were invited to. I got him by promising him a game. Sometimes I get the idea, that he would even compromise just to play a new game.

One by one they all came.

Now

It really seemed to become a success. I had not expected that, but the more players came and the more they added to the joy in here the more real this universe became.

Only UrgubiWanArial disturbed me a bit. Right after he slipped into his body, he looked at me with these body eyes in a rather weird way I could not understand.

I probably should put a little Moco on him to be kept informed of his whereabouts and doings. Mocos, I have to admit, I'm very proud of. The Master invented them based on my own idea. These things really lasted long. Up into our days. Now we call them bugs and make them from matter and electronics, but the mental things from back then also worked pretty darn well.

Finally the moment was there.

All players had arrived in the universe, they all had on their bodies, and the whole universe was filled with their high spirits. In a long time we did not have that much fun.

And Xenu's staging WAS impressive. I admired him. He had the best body of them all. It was not simply a material body build from parts of this universe. Some spiritual components were woven into it, in addition there was a mental component. Briefly the thought crossed my mind, if this did not violate the game rules, but he would never do that, he was just beyond such manipulations. If I ever could, I would be like him.

With awe we all waited for what he had planned.

"Brothers! I asked you here so that we create a GOD!"

The effect was overwhelming. - A GOD? - Where does he get his ideas from? - Is this guy crazy? - What do we need a GOD for? - What is a GOD anyways? - et cetera, et cetera.

The opinions about his idea were very diverse, but at least it promised a lot of entertainment. Finally it came to the point where Xenu laid out his plans to continue to create this universe and make it persevere. That should be done by contributions of each of us, which we then would forget.

He would take our Mocos, mix them thoroughly and plant them into this universe. Then we would rule them.

It definitely was not easy to explain this notion of ruling, as in the beginning nobody really understood what that was good for. Yet in the end most all of us conceded to try it. Again something new happened in that there were some amongst us that strongly objected the idea, of creating images of ourselves and then forget about them. Their objection was that it would become difficult to end this game and recollect all parts of it.

Little did they know what the real problem would become!

Yet the discussion went on and when Xenu was sure of his success he had his last surprise tip us over the edge into agreement - "And I will be the king of the GODs!"

It was genuinely ingenious how he had built his train of arguments, because there was hardly any objection.

The ballots were the Mocos, created and forgotten by the players and then given to my Master. He looked so powerful when he clustered all these forgotten beings into his space. There was a brief moment of doubt if this was all good but I managed to suppress this notion.

All players now left the universe to allow Xenu to build a new one and make it persist. There was something disturbing about UrgubiWanArial. Again he looked at me in a manner that gave me strange sensations, and not particularly good ones. Something had to be wrong with him. If there would be the opportunity I would latch myself into his Moco also he had given to Xenu.

This universe game should become the most intense game ever staged by the players. Once the attempt was made to end it, but the idea of forgetfulness at it's very core eventually hindered its dissolution as we could not pull out our contributions.

Books could easily be filled telling only the positive and negative highlights of these two last universes - yes - we did it twice!

Many things had to happen to enable me to tell this story today. I, who once was a paladin of Xenu. For so long he had succeeded to keep me small, never to raise above him. He had punished me using my agreement, and he had awarded me with power and fame when there was no danger for him.

When I admired him, he allowed me to be admired. And he still has a big army that he controlles by these means, but not me any more.

Freeward Ho,
BurDiWa