Post by Kagaku Ikasu on Mar 2, 2008 17:14:15 GMT -4
The entirety of the Heavenly expanse, some would say the sight of it alone is too much for one to handle, had they seen it all at once, their mind would be stretched to the point where their mental elasticity had been compromised, leaving them a speechless vegetable, awed to eternal silence by the sheer beauty of its design, in terms of both visuals and magnitude. This was not the case for Kagaku Ikasu, whom in his spare time took it upon himself to retreat to the farthest reach of the Heaven's, bordering close to the expanse of the void.
Often times he came to study the movements of the celestial bodies, as well as there compositions, other times to become enclosed by the infinite, finding his worth among the breadth of it all, realizing that although minute, infinitesimal in comparison, his physical form could only surmise perfection, but his mind could one day become as expansive as the cosmos itself.
"Such beauty, in both its mathematical precision, as well as it's synchronous harmony, the universe and the void are one in the same." Ikasu said, speaking himself, the only person he felt the need to actually engage in conversation with. Reaching out, Ikasu grabbed a piece of floating debris, its momentum slowed to the point of floating aimlessly after countless years of journey across the Heaven's, "Intriguing, this will make for a suitable study." Ikasu said, rubbing his metallic finger over the surface of the rock, inspecting it for any worth while properties.
Crushing the rock to obtain any traces metal, Ikasu let the newly created dust fly from his fingertips, of into the cosmos, levitating the insignificant amount of metal in front of himself, "Not nearly as good as I'd assumed, still this will do for my purposes." He said watching with disdain as the former rock, now dust drifted away, to parts unknown. Clutching his board, Ikasu formed the metal into a small cylinder, grabbing it, he placed it onto his wrist, the cylinder forming around his wrist like a band, perfectly replicating his metallic skin. Ikasu, stepping on his board-like construct, took one last look at Infinity, his lustrous form acting as a living mirror to the cosmos, reflecting his surroundings, took a few more precious seconds to bask in its glory, "I shall return here, among the stars, unabashed by the taint of animation and its crude sensory perception, where the inanimate gods rule, hindered by their dependence on the void that house them to maintain balance."
Often times he came to study the movements of the celestial bodies, as well as there compositions, other times to become enclosed by the infinite, finding his worth among the breadth of it all, realizing that although minute, infinitesimal in comparison, his physical form could only surmise perfection, but his mind could one day become as expansive as the cosmos itself.
"Such beauty, in both its mathematical precision, as well as it's synchronous harmony, the universe and the void are one in the same." Ikasu said, speaking himself, the only person he felt the need to actually engage in conversation with. Reaching out, Ikasu grabbed a piece of floating debris, its momentum slowed to the point of floating aimlessly after countless years of journey across the Heaven's, "Intriguing, this will make for a suitable study." Ikasu said, rubbing his metallic finger over the surface of the rock, inspecting it for any worth while properties.
Crushing the rock to obtain any traces metal, Ikasu let the newly created dust fly from his fingertips, of into the cosmos, levitating the insignificant amount of metal in front of himself, "Not nearly as good as I'd assumed, still this will do for my purposes." He said watching with disdain as the former rock, now dust drifted away, to parts unknown. Clutching his board, Ikasu formed the metal into a small cylinder, grabbing it, he placed it onto his wrist, the cylinder forming around his wrist like a band, perfectly replicating his metallic skin. Ikasu, stepping on his board-like construct, took one last look at Infinity, his lustrous form acting as a living mirror to the cosmos, reflecting his surroundings, took a few more precious seconds to bask in its glory, "I shall return here, among the stars, unabashed by the taint of animation and its crude sensory perception, where the inanimate gods rule, hindered by their dependence on the void that house them to maintain balance."
