Azurade

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"A dance, one says. A dream, cries another. Regardless of form or prose, all still tends to decay, to an ending. Why must it? Why, o grand Cosmoria, do you not wish for eternity? Where all is none, why strain to last at all? If nothing else, leave me behind."

Azurade is the single oldest sapient being in all Cosmoria, and so far uncontested as the most powerful. She is known as the creator of many things, and the orchestrator of events on a scale unfathomable to even most nations. Still, Her relative inaction in the universe has led Her existence to remain unknown or unconfirmed for much time, only theorized by all but the most fervent metaphysicists.

Cosmoria is the Monad's grand dance back and forth through time, evening out to zero through unfathomable amounts of particles. All beings are patterns, routines in this dance. But Azurade's existence cannot be understood through this. Azurade is a Noospheric Disturbance, a class of Spirit formed from the free-floating junk radiation of the Noosphere. Azurade's mind and presence took precedent over the plane that this primal confluence of energy was becoming, subsuming it and becoming something between an Esoteria and a true Noospheric Disturbance, something only replicated later by Azurade Herself. The plane locked up in Her form and mind is that of the principal, the foremost and supreme, the pinnacle, that which thinks and understands. Innovation, learning, and the state of supremacy are interwoven into Her very form, and inform the ways She can and does act.

Azurade's presence and power is so immense as to be able to rewrite Cosmoria's final iteration, "tripping up" the Monad's final motions as it rushes forward in time to "edit in" new matter and energy. This is stolen from the unfathomably dense meta-potential sealed within Her, making a miniscule but definite dent in the ability for Her to do more. The most notable usage of this terrifying ability was the creation of Azurullya, a region which represents a fifth of the total stars in Cosmoria. It is also hypothesized that Hypertryptine, element 129 on the periodic table, has properties imparted by one of Azurade's actions instead of its classically theorized ones.

Appearance

Azurade's visage is one Cosmoria has only borne witness to a handful of times. She much prefers to use as little energy as possible to influence the universe, as despite Her overwhelming presence, She is still finite in nature. Normally Her observances are only visible as distortions in the heavens, a bluing of the stars in the direction She looks from or a dimming and obfuscation of far-off objects. Even these are rare, as Azurade can understand the broad shape of the Universe passively.

When She does manifest in a more visible form, She seems to take a humanoid form, vaguely feminine in shape. Her head is adorned by two wings and long flowing hair that is usually braided and bound by a ring of immense energy. Her face is nondescript save for Her two blazing eyes. Her body seems to contain a cosmos infinitely more vast than Cosmoria itself, stars thousands upon millions twinkling within the azure prism that makes up her body. Wisps of mist form a sort of false linen around Her body, which seem to not be an inherent part of Her form.

Azurade, given the lack of many facial features, does not tend to express emotion. Perhaps such things are beyond Her, or nothing short of a major celestial event can evoke such feelings in Her. She tends, in Her manifestations, to avoid direct communication with any single being, merely projecting meaning on an indirect path to all who may be able to parse it. Her form is massive, usually taking a size no less than a continent and potentially being the size of Gira Gira at its maximum.

Personality

Azurade's personality is known mostly through Her actions and motives of past times. She is meticulous and methodical, though not known to be without failure. Azurullya served as Her testing grounds, a chaotic creation that serves as an alluring haven and dangerous hinterland both. Her interactions with individuals have been limited to the Cerulean Kings, Her direct creations who consider themselves something like Her children.

Azurade's driving motivation in life is a double-edged sword. The blade She points outwards is the dream to create eternity. To defy Cosmoria's ultimate time limit that She glimpsed long ago, to see the concept of 'forever' come to fruition. She would love nothing more than to exist for an infinite and undetermined amount of time, floating amongst the ever-shifting cosmos. The blade that points back at Azurade is fear.A primal fear of death that goes beyond what most mortals could even imagine. Until the universe’s decay began to rear its skeletal head, Azurade had never conceived that things might end. That She might one day cease to exist. The fear that realization struck in Her is a burning, driving core to her actions.

Azurullya's Aberrations, including the Cerulean Kings, serve this ultimate purpose, attempts at finding a "solution" to finitude. They result from an applied intuition for the raw mechanics of that which dwells in the Raqia and the Noosphere, putting bare concepts and planes together like an engineer would assemble a machine. Most of Her direct creations have at least a loose connection to the idea of eternity or longevity. The same cannot be said of those that continued to spawn in Her absence, however. Her tenacity in this endeavor has spanned billions of years, and many subtler experiments dot the emptier regions of Cosmoria proper.

History

Azurade's history began very shortly after the start of the universe, with Her Plane-Disturbance tunneling into the Raqia as Her mind began to form. The young Azurade was foremost only by virtue of being first, still very unaware of the universe around Her. The motions She took with Her immense presence may have been what destabilized the disk of Cosmoria's primeval gas around Chinvat into its turbulent spiral arms. Stars began to be birthed from these eddies, something Azurade took great joy in. They tended towards a beautiful ultraviolet, searing holes in the former darkness of the cosmos.

Azurade was in love with the young universe. Perhaps being made of something so ousic gave Her a yearning for the sarkic stage laid around her. The first form of the galaxy bloomed, blazing with almost pure hydrogen and helium, and every point of light was given a name. She began mimicking the forms she saw, eddies and points of light within, eyes blinking and flickering behind walls of cosmic medium.

But then the greatest star, one blazing hotter than the rest, known to Azurade as Tezcatlipoca, died. In the first supernova, it blasted the medium around it into submission with a shockwave that caused the universe to tremble. Its three planets, blobs of gas that couldn't muster enough to become stars themselves, were gone in an instant. Tezcatlipoca's core remained now as a blackened sphere, accreting matter into itself to never be seen again. At the sight of the first death, the first sign that all would come to an end, Azurade wept. Her tears formed a large ocean world, which itself began spiraling towards the newly formed black hole now called Obsidian. In what would become Zalanthium in time, Azurade stabilized this small ocean's orbit, naming it Atlahua, and gave it a small luminous moon to give it a remembrance of light, shining in the now-lost Tezcatlipoca's spectrum. She visited the grave-world often, staring at the hole to nowhere ripped in spacetime and mourning.

Azurade's grief turned to abhorrence for the temporary. Using Her immensity, She traced geodesics of particles across the universe, trying to divine how much more death must follow this one. The End became clear. Nothing existed at all past a certain time, a certain year. Everything, Herself included, would perish. She saw the curtain call through only a handful of pixel-forms, but knowing the finality was enough. She needed eternity, and would stop at nothing to bend it into reality.

Every new experiment shredded Cosmoria's forming arms and ruined the beauty of creation even more. Azurade loathed these results, especially once life began to take hold on some planets of these new generations of stars. She needed some safe haven to run amok and create true Eternity. A throne above the cosmos was constructed, a microcosm of what she had once seen. Azurullya was born by Her hand.

Its 20 or so stars were held in place by a titanic dark sphere. A nod to Obsidian, the king of order and destruction. Aurumios. Beside it, She placed a structure that would aid her channeling of will in altering the nearby space. A sanctuary of creation and disruptions: the Womb of Chaos. This sky-blue realm that loomed over Aylathiya came to be known by many as Azurullya.

While Azurullya was corrupted and twisted by Azurade’s neverending phenomena, the rest of the universe fell out of her gaze. The true nature of Her toils were uncovered slowly as the Theocracy of Silverstar explored the mostly-unconquered realm.

Azurade’s sapient children, the Cerulean Kings, were made as a set of experiments during Her absence from the rest of Cosmoria. Silverstar, the youngest of the seven, served as a reminder of Her legacy and will before disappearing. With the re-emergence of the Cerulean Kings in the late 9000s CE, Azurade’s existence has been much more knowable and present.

During the Penultimate End, an event that could be either interpreted as the death or evolution of Azurade was witnessed. While a resurgence of Amaranth energies threatened to tear Cosmoria apart, She merged with the very concept and forced it to cease its mindless ravaging of the universe. Though much of Cosmoria was contradicted and overwritten by the rampant objectivity of Amaranth, She managed to temporarily save some of the universe. At this point, She was no longer the Azure Queen. She had become a new being, Amaranth-Azurade.