Those who Are move through Existence. The Weave itself spins their Essence into shape.

Your birth was instant. No arduous growth, no guidance; just pure Existence.

The Divine Nebula you condensed from looms impossibly tall before you. Your parents Hues flickers in slow Sequences, not quite reacting but acknowledging its child's birth.

Reality stretches before you in a never ending sight of colors and white. The Existence is your home. Your reality. Those who Are commune in Clusters, paying you no mind as you drifted without a thought or purpose to your direction. Such is the pattern for all Condensed when born. However, thought would take hold of your conciousness the moment you are met by another of your kind.

Behold the Era Before Time. The first chapter of many as the Creation Cluster give shape to the Known Universe. Do you join their Cluster or forge your own path? Do you help shape their condensed reality as they seek to answer the ultimate perplexity to a Divines nature?