Fall From Heaven

The young elven couple receive a vision of the Sidhe Moralach while hiding in an underwater cave.

3.

Fall from Heaven

 

The vision that filled his head (and the mind of the girl with him, though he did not yet know this) was of another place and time, revealed to him as if he were experiencing the events in the vision first hand.   It was as if another being’s memories had been implanted in his mind and then reviewed.

Lost in the powerful vision, he became the one in the vision for its duration.

He was ancient, far older than the many universes he had made, but he was not the Creator God and he had been one of a multitude spoken into being by the Creator at the dawn of time.    For a long while he and his brethren had served the Creator, in fellowship with Him and each other.

But then the desire of the Creator God turned to worlds and a lesser race called ‘man’.    Some of his brethren rejoiced with God at this creation, others felt jealousy and contempt for these new creations.     Mórálach and a handful of his fellows, however, felt intense curiosity and a hunger to imitate the act of creation.

While Lucifer’s pride and anger grew, leading him to persuade a third of the Creator God’s Malik to join him in rebellion, Mórálach convinced those of his mindset to remain neutral.    For a long time, as Lucifer schemed, Mórálach and the group that now looked at him as their leader, met on the new Earth, far to the north of Eden’s garden, on a group of grassy hills, where they would wonder about their future.

They took a human phrase as their group’s name:   ‘The People of the Hills’ or 'Sidhe’ in the human tongue.   For a while they waited nervous and yet excited at the possibility of gaining the creative power they so deeply craved.

But they would not support Lucifer, for they were not convinced of his motives and ability to succeed.    So Mórálach and the Sidhe watched and wondered.

The rebellion happened quickly; Lucifer and his followers were soundly and totally defeated.     The Creator took away their holiness and pronounced them as demons, casting them out of Heaven into the newly created pits of eternal damnation.

Mórálach knew judgment would fall upon him and the Sidhe next, and soon they stood before God, giving account to Him of what they had whispered of only to each other.

Oh, how they pleaded to Him for their existence and on that day Mórálach spoke more elegantly than ever before.    He told God how they felt that his creation was flawed and that these flaws bothered them.   He confessed how they had spoken together of how they would have improved on God’s creation if they had the power and authority to create as God had done.

Mórálach had anticipated his words would be in vain, but to his extreme amazement, God had given them a chance.

“You are foolish and proud, Mórálach, for all that I do is perfect and only I am perfect.     Yet you think otherwise.    Therefore, I will show you the error of your ways and you will all confess your folly before me.    I shall not allow you to create anything in this universe, for I alone am God.    For a time I have made other universes, completely devoid of everything.     There you and the Sidhe shall be banished, but I give you the creative power that you each crave.     You shall be the gods of this universe and shall have your chance to make something perfect.”

“But there are conditions on this power.   First, any intelligent being that you create has to have the freedom to learn of me, the true Creator God, and worship me.    All intelligent beings will have the freedom to choose who they want to worship and to come to me if they can locate me within your worlds.   They will all have immortal souls.   Second, none within your created worlds shall be able to reach my universe without my approval.  They will learn of me and long for me, but I will leave your created worlds alone until the time for judgment upon your works is at hand.   Then I will come into your worlds and judge your creations.    If you have succeeded in creating perfection then you will be allowed to continue as the gods of your worlds.   But you will not succeed and at that time I will judge each of you accordingly and punish you according to your misdeeds.    Upon that day, all of your worlds will be destroyed and those living souls in your worlds will be brought out and placed in a new world that I will create to give them a fair chance to finally know the only true God.”

“When I gather the people into this new world, you all will come with them and will see this new world that I have made for your flawed creations.    After you have seen this new world, you each will be judged by me.    You will thus learn the folly of pride and the foolishness of thinking that you are equal to God Almighty.”

 

Mórálach had heard the Creator God’s words and had proudly agreed to them, knowing that he would surprise God with his perfect creations.    All of the Sidhe shared the same thoughts, and an instant later they each were placed in a dark void.

How he had thrilled when he had become aware of the newly bestowed power to speak things into existence!     They each went to work right away, spreading out over the vastness of this universe, creating planets, suns and entire galaxies.    It was a time of immense power.   

Back in the underwater cave, the young elven man experiencing the vision of these events shared in the excitement of possessing the creative power.    Worlds and suns were simply spoken into being, then living things and even things absent in God’s world, such as magic.

Mórálach had created tirelessly for eons, shaping thousands of solar systems and peopling them time and time again with his idea of the perfect intelligent being.    They looked like the humans of the Creator God’s world, but were far fairer and more graceful.    Tall and beautiful; he had called them ‘Elves’ and had placed them and other, similar Faerie creatures in all of his worlds.  Oh how proud he’d been and how certain of his own perfection.   He had especially delighted in creating the females of the Fae races.  

For a time he stayed out of the worlds he created, but he lusted terribly for the gorgeous elven and fae women that he had made.   Confident of his holiness, he had at last allowed himself to visit his worlds, where he took any woman that he fancied.   For thousands of years he lost himself in endless sex.

The vision of course was just a summary of the eons of seduction and engagement with a countless multitude of his creations, but during this time Mórálach lost what glimmer of the noble character that he had once possessed.

He became a vain, selfish, carnal god; creating beauty only for his own enjoyment and exploitation. 

Then, abruptly his day of judgment was upon him.   One day he and his fellow Sidhe suddenly stood before the Creator God in a brand new world that they had no hand in crafting.    God told them that their worlds had been destroyed and that all of their intelligent creations were going to be gathered into this new world.   Mórálach was filled with frustration and sheer terror, for he had spent thousands of years engaged in base and vulgar behavior and he knew that he was doomed.

But more worrisome to him was the fear that his elven and fae races would be deemed abominations by the Creator God and destroyed in the same manner that the created worlds had been.

 

It was pride that fueled him to do what he did next.   His pride over his creation caused him to take a huge risk.  While his mind reeled in panic, he had waited until God had allowed them to examine the world that He had created for all of the Sidhe’s intelligent beings, and as soon as they were permitted to explore it, Mórálach had sprung into action.    He had discovered that the Creator God had not taken their ability to create away from the Sidhe yet, and that had given Mórálach a plan that would ensure (he hoped) the survival of the elven and fae races of which he was so proud.

God had shown them a great tree of life that he had placed in the middle of one forest that would give healing and a period of immortality to those who ate of its fruit.    Mórálach decided it was worth risking the Creator God’s anger to modify God’s tree of life so that its fruit would give only immortality to elven or fae races.    Foolishly he believed that the changes he made could not be (or would not be) undone by God.     Then he created an immortal group of fantastically beautiful fae women to ‘guard’ the tree and prevent non-fae beings from eating of its fruit.   This he did before any of the intelligent races were brought by God into this new world - which the Creator God called ‘Synomenia’.  

But Mórálach had one last creation before he was stopped and punished by God - he teleported to a location on a very large island on the opposite side of the world from the tree of life and great forest.   Here, in another forest, he created a beautiful, lovely pool, with a rocky mound in the center of it, and a waterfall flowing from the top of the rocks down into the pool.    But hidden underneath the pool was a passageway to a large cave under the rock in the middle of the pool.    There, hidden from sight (and, he hoped, the notice of the Creator God) was a shrine to him.     Here, he set up a place where any elf of fae being would go if they were killed. 

The pool would restore them and take the memories of their past lives away.    Yet the Creator God knew of Mórálach’s creations.    Bringing Mórálach before him again, he stripped him of all his powers and cast him into hell for his attempt to defy God.    But the Creator God let the changes made to the great tree remain, along with the fae women to guard the tree of life.     More surprisingly, the pool also remained, though the shrine in the cave was removed, replaced by a vision of the story of the fall of Mórálach, that any elf or fae being who came here would receive when they slept.  

The function of the pool was changed by God too.    No longer would dead elves and fae go to the pool upon death.   Instead, God allowed it to be a place for elven or fae couples who were soul-bonded but were not able to unite together.   If their separation led to their deaths, they would come here and be restored, their memories lost for a time so they could relearn to love each other and, when they did, they would be restored.

For despite what Mórálach feared, the Creator God did not hate the elven or fae races, but allowed them to thrive and continue in his new world.

The Sidhe were judged and placed in either Hell, or, in only a few cases, allowed to return to Heaven, though without their former power and glory.

Then the intelligent beings that the Sidhe had created were brought into the new world and the event was known as ‘The Great Gathering’.

 

The events outlined by the vision ended then and the young elven man as well as the elven woman with the fiery red hair drifted off to regular sleep.