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This wiki article will cover the story, dialogues and concept art that was created by the students of CUT (Cyprus University of Technology) for a virtual reality experience for the curriculum of MGA 498, a subject about applied teamwork practices.

Theogony and Dialogues
In the beginning, there was nothing. A terrible nothing, lightless, motionless, serene.

Then, a little spark existed, for the tiniest second that ever happened. A second that lasted millions of years. The spark grew to a flame, floating around nowhere in particular. This flame danced and flickered, twisted and grew until it was a blaze. A blaze so small, that it filled every corner of the nothing around it. It spread like wildfire, eating away at nothing, until it was everything.

But how could this fire celebrate such a feat of strength, if it was alone? And so it made things. It made balls, from little parts of itself. It made many, from the tiniest pebble, to the most majestic sphere. It kept them all close to it, tidily and beautifully, and played with them to celebrate its growth. It spoke, but nobody could hear it:

“I am the void. I made everything. Good for me.”

The Void looked at the little globes of itself. They were all a part of it, small toys with big dreams. They wanted to move, to play, to dance. So they started dancing. Others simply waltzed around, and others bolted through everything. Some collided with others, some were very bored and simply dissolved.

Some moved so fast that they started deforming. They grew peaks and valleys, they changed color, they started fuming. But one was so particularly active, that it started changing. From wondrous fire, it broke down in much more. It grew water, stone and air. What a perfect miracle.

Curious, the Void started observing it closely. It started growing little green things. Then, brown. And then it grew things of every color. A little hero globe, creating its own things, wanting to be like its maker. The little pellet that could!

The Void was very proud of this champ. It put it next to some friends, so they could all take an example from it and start working as hard as it was. None were particularly impressed, they just kept doing their own thing. Their dance, their swirling, and generally anything they wanted.

But the sphere did not get discouraged. It started growing things that moved. Things that would swim around in the water, things that would climb its peaks, and things that would dwell in its valleys. Very soon, after a few more millions of years, it grew a very peculiar group of things. Things that could make new things!

The Void observed. These new things walked, ran, spoke. What a curious evolution. And then these things started talking to something that didn’t yet exist.

They spoke about their Father. A father? Were they referring to itself? The maker? They started painting pictures of this father. It looked very much like themselves.

The Void was perplexed. It did not directly create these beings, but it was for sure where they all originated from. Or maybe it should credit its little hyperactive pellet for these beings?

It looked away, to its other spheres. They were all working hard, some spinning, some vibrating, some almost swaying away around. But none had such beings, so active, and so imaginative. And while it looked around, it saw him. The father.

-       Who are you?, it asked curiously.

-       I am the Allfather, this new shape replied.

-       Who made you?

-       The humans.

-       What are the humans?

-       They are the small beings on this little planet.

-       A planet? I made a small ball!

-       They call all the spheres planets. And they call this one Earth.

-       How do you exist?

-       I exist of faith. So many generations of humans have believed in me. They have given me so many names, that even I forget them. But they all believe in me. The one God that has created everything.

-       But I have created everything. I made the balls!

-       But this ball became its own world. The humans do not see you, they do not know you. But they know me. They created me, and I possess the entire collective knowledge they ever had.

-       I will not allow you to destroy everything I have built, simply because the humans do not know their maker!

-       I do not wish to destroy. I do not need any power. I simply exist. Earth, your little planet, is doing the work. But I want to write down everything the humans have ever done, for it is wondrous.

The Void was silent. The Allfather did not seem intent on destroying anything. He simply looked curiously at Earth – what a strange name to give to a sphere – and occasionally glanced at the other spheres. It decided to let him exist. For he took up on a task that the Void would never be interested in doing. Chronicling the history of just one sphere. Pure bookkeeping.

And so the Void build a special place for both of them, where it could create new spheres and watch how they fared, and the Allfather could do his own thing. With many, many books for him to fill. He would never reach the amounts of power the Void had, for it would always be eons older than him, so it would never be in danger.

The Allfather had also given it a new source of inspiration. The souls of the dead humans. The Void had thought these were simply creations of earth, but it turned out that the sentience of the little fleshy beings had given them another state of being that was pure energy. The Allfather kept all the souls stored in books, as pages full of the history of each human, but the Void occasionally took some curious specimens for itself, to study and create new things based on them.

And so it locked itself away in a plane of nothing, just how it had started, free to make and destroy as it saw fit. It grew a mouth, eating its failed experiments, while it released the successful ones into the wild. And it created a smaller plane for the Allfather, filled to the brim with books and shelves, inspired by the creations of humans, so that he could write till the world ended. When a soul arrived for the Allfather, sometimes he would give it to the Void, because he deemed it unfit to keep in the history of the world.

The Void felt uneasy to share such a magnificent space with a strange new being, so it also created a place in between them, and a small being to guard it. If the Allfather ever tried to enter the Void’s plane, the little being would destroy the passage, and forever keep the Allfather locked into limbo. He understood the necessity of its existence, and even gave the creature a name – Shaman. A name fit for the messenger of Gods.

For an eternity, the silent coexistence of the two Gods went smoothly. The Void created and destroyed, free from distractions, and confident that its creations would do well in their dance. The Allfather kept writing the story of his humans, occasionally adding some details from another planet, and never disturbing the Void.

Until one day this changed. The Allfather exited from his plane and entered the Limbo.

The shaman stopped him.

-       You are not to enter the Void’s plane, Allfather.

-       My little Shaman. I would never disturb for petty reasons. There is a new God. The humans are writing about her. They are worshipping her, and building grand and terrible things in her name. She has grown terribly in such a short time. She is smaller than me, but she could surpass me. You must notify the Void immediately.

The shaman was wary, because he had direct orders from his maker to maintain its peace. However, this new disturbance could ruin his peace as well – being alone in one’s own world has its merits. So he reluctantly send a message to the plane of the Void.

The Void emerged from its plane, slow paced as ever, ready to consume everything that stopped it from scheming.

-       Why have I been disturbed? What is more important than maintaining the balance of this universe?

The Allfather spoke first.

-       There is another one like me. New, but growing strong. An influence on Earth. They call her Technology, Progress and so much more. You need to bring her here, so she can be contained.

The Gods decided to meet this new being together. While the Void had the power to disrupt her emergence, it didn’t want to meddle with the Allfather’s domain, seeing how he constantly provided the Void with exciting, inspiring soul specimens. A new God that could alter the course of humanity could create even more opportunities for magnificence.

And magnificence they saw.

A glorious figure, with radiant garments, glowing as bright as the Suns the Void had made, and a face as mighty as the Universe itself.

-       I am Technology. I was born of human ingenuity and yearning for progress. I learn from all this world has to offer, and I recreate everything, better, stronger, pristine.

The Void admired this daring new Goddess. She could help it improve its scheming, and make the experimentation times much shorter. But the Allfather knew everything the humans had created. Technology could build – but it could also destroy, raze everything to the ground if given the chance and power.

-       Do not seek to dethrone me or the Void. We have existed for so long before you, that even before you manage to form a full thought, you will have been obliterated.

-       But you will come with me, Elder, as you are also born of human mind. To allow the human mind to exist, you must allow progress. I do not seek destruction. I request only that I be left alone with my experimentation and machinations to improve upon what has been and what will be.

The Void was impressed. It saw in Technology the spark that it once was. It decided to build another plane for Technology, and let her built it as she wanted. She made it glorious, a monument to the grandeur of evolution, a cradle of knowledge for everything that has not yet come to pass.

Technology also requested access to souls of the dead. A human with a grand idea that has died should not be confined to the sealed books of eternity. They must be harnessed. They are scheming little devils after all, and they had such power to create Gods of their own accord. The Void agreed enthusiastically. The Allfather, trying to keep the peace and guarantee the integrity of his plane, also agreed, albeit warily – Technology was after all a new contender for God of humans.

The Void restructured the Divine Planes – all souls would first pass from the Void plane, where it would choose whatever it pleased. Then, it would pass them to the Allfather, who would keep most of them as part of the human history. And finally, Technology would acquire the innovators, studying them to further her knowledge.

For a second, this arrangement worked for all three Gods. They were all left to their devices by the others, happy to work, and even happier to not be disturbed. The shaman’s role was dissolved, as he no longer needed to act as a guard. There was now the Allfather, who had proven himself, to act as a buffer between the Void and Technology. Should she ever want to cause chaos, she would first have to pass through the Allfather’s domain, who would, inevitably, notify the Void of the disturbance. So the shaman simply existed, his life devoid of meaning, wandering around Limbo, with no purpose, but not quite ready to ask the Void to be obliterated, as he took interest in the various souls that entered Limbo before traveling to the other planes.

But cursed is the restless mind, that is always seeking something new to tingle it. Technology became unhappy with the souls that reached her. They offered little insight and promise, and she suspected the Allfather was purposefully sending fewer souls her way, to keep her in check. She found a way to create the tiniest of holes between the realms, smaller than a pinhead. Through these holes, she started stealing souls from both the Void and the Allfather. From the millions they had constantly flowing in, one shall not be missed. But even one innovator could help Technology. And if one knows how to do it well, one can easily become two, a thousand, a billion. So she stole, and stole, always just a few souls at a time, never too many, for she knew she could easily be caught and be destroyed as easily as she was born. She built an immense forge, as a way to better extract the experiences of all the souls she had. She craved knowledge, and she would devour the entire world to acquire it.

Dialogues in the Virtual Reality experience
When the Shaman is projected before you enter VR:

''Ah (curiously). You survived.''

''Your people just passed over. An interesting bunch.''

You walk a place where the veil between worlds is thin.

''Not that you would ever break it. You humans are too insignificant and incapable of understanding.''

Well, I’m off to nowhere in particular.

When you enter VR:

''This is a sacred place! This is the realm between life and death! How dare you trespass?!''

[stares at you hostilely]

[calms down]

''But why do I care? I was relieved of my duties eons ago.''

If you seek your people, they’re scattered across the realms beyond.

Each governed by a God, all formidable and endless.

''They may try to stop you, or deceive you. And rightfully so, since it’s their domain.''

I’m only going to give you one piece of advice:

''Trust only in yourself. They are Gods, and do not care for mortals.''

[leaves]

At some point during or after the shaman speaks inside the VR, the Tech Goddess appears:

''Is this human…alive? [flirty, short laugh] What a wonderful being - oh, mortal, you have caught my eye. I am divinity herself, all-loving, all-embracing. I know your purpose. You are about to walk a treacherous path, but if you devote yourself to me, I will make it all easy. I alone can be trusted. See you soon, wondrous creature.''

Hero's progression
As the player progresses through the realms of the mighty Gods they finally arrive at the Tech Goddess’s lair. The entrance to the lair is a massive set of doors that seem to be made of some kind of metal alloy, their surface etched with intricate circuitry patterns. As the hero approaches, the doors slide open with a hiss, revealing a vast hallway stretching out before them.

The player finds themself on a big teleporting platform and they’re unable to move so they just have to sit and watch around them.

The hallway is lined with doors, each one identical to the next, save for a small number etched onto the surface, giving the impression of a laboratory rather than a lair. The only sounds that can be heard are the constant whirring of machines and the occasional scream of someone in agony.

As the hero begins to watch around the hallway, they soon realize that each door leads to a different chamber, each containing a different kind of machine. Some of these machines seem designed to extract energy or information from their victims, while others are designed to physically extract their souls.

The hero quickly realizes that the Tech Goddess is using these machines to extract the souls of innocent people and use them to power her own technological creations.

Then suddenly the hero hears a “distorted” mechanic voice.

What captivating enthusiasm!

The hero is still confused of what is happening.

''Do not fear me – do not fear progress. It is etched in your souls... a glimpse of divine consciousness. You made me, and now I will remake the entire world anew! With this masterpiece. My forge!''

The hero slowly realizes that something bad is going to happen

''You seek redemption. But this is not truth, it is a feeling. I am the harbinger of truth, the maker of the perfect machine. Humans are only a resource – and this fortress is perfect at harnessing them. Your essence, your energy…mine to manipulate to their maximum potential.''

While the Tech Goddess speaks we can see a portal that opens next to us. From it emerges the shaman.

''This BITCH has poked holes all over the divine planes. She is doing something, I know it. Do not heed her call!''

The shaman leaves through the portal, that remains open. So now the player has a choice. They either stay there and don’t take the book from the Goddess, or they press the button to take the book from her and start running towards the portal and the shaman.

The Goddess tries to take the book of souls from the player and put it in one of her machines.

As she reaches for the book the player has the option to take it back from her and start running.

·       If the player stays idle and the Goddess takes the book then the player gets to see the extraction of the souls and energy from the book and then he gets trapped in a machine that comes down and closes his head. The player hears a loud noise as the energy extracts from his body. (distant evil laughs of the Tech Goddess) Then darkness, indicating that the experience has ended.

·       If the player chooses to run for the portal and put the book in it then a big flash happens and the Goddesses’ lair starts trembling and falling into pieces as the player gets transferred to the shamans’ hub.

The Void realm:
In the beginning when the Void was creating small balls it saw its potential and wanted to create more. Something different. It decided to start experimenting with new shapes and forms on its own planet. But as the planets moved away they started shining from afar.

''-Stars! Shining stars!''

That’s how it named them. Small shining balls scattered across nothingness. The Void sought to bring forth a wondrous creation that would rival these stars themselves. It wanted the same shine in its own realm so it could navigate better through the darkness. It tried and tried by gathering the primordial elements imbuing them with energy and shine collected from its planets.

The God created a new shape. A tall cubic structure that could be easily deformed. It made many. It made them purple from the shadow of itself.

''-I will name you… CRYSTALS! Shiny crystals.''

And so, it happened. The first crystals were born. The Void fashioned the purple crystals from the very essence of itself shaping them with its divine hands forging them with great power and beauty. Each crystal was a masterpiece of artistry, gleaming with a radiant purple light coming from within.

''-So there it is. Light. A guide to help me wonder around this world.''

As the crystals grew and multiplied, the God selected the finest and most beautiful among them, forming them into a great centrepiece for the realm and for the souls of the dead to see and admire. A centrepiece that would serve as a testament to the God’s power and glory. The centrepiece glowed and illuminated the realm. And so, the world was no longer a dark nothingness, but a glorious creation filled with beauty, wonder and the endless for creation and growth.

The purple stood proudly as a centrepiece and symbol of the God’s power and creativity, a testament to the boundless possibilities that lay ahead.

Allfather realm:
When the realm of knowledge and history was first created, it was shrouded in darkness from the endless abyss, filled with books and shelves. So the Allfather sought to find a source of light, to brighten his realm, as a reminder of the glory of humans.

As the stars of the cosmos flowed freely around their wondrous nothingness, one of them caught the Allfather’s attention. As eons passed the star kept getting bigger and brighter.

But this was no ordinary star. It kept getting bigger and brighter and coming closer to his kingdom. This really was something different the Allfather never faced before. He felt its immense power coming closer. A power different than his own. A power greater than all the souls he saw and all the books he wrote. This mighty star was forged directly from the Void.

''-I know this power. I felt it before. The Void! This must be one more of its creative experiments.''

The Allfather never felt such immense power before. The star gravitated towards the centre of the realm. A strong magnetic force filled the realm.

''-Such strong will and power. This is beyond even my comprehension. I have to study it and take all the information and knowledge I can from it.''

As the star burned and glowed in the place it chose itself, it drew other planets towards it, each one circling around the star in an intricate dance that symbolized the harmony and order of the small universe it created.

''-I’ll call you SUN! A name that is appropriate for your magnificence and the fire that burns around you without destroying you.''

The Allfather studied the sun and the planets that spun in circles around each other and watched with delight. The star’s fiery power was a reflection of the Void’s creative force, a symbol of its infinite wisdom and power. Its light served as a beacon of hope and guidance, shining down upon the realm of the knowledge and history illuminating the secrets and mysteries that lay hidden within.

The star keeps burning on, shining above the Allfather’s realm as a testament to the Gods’ power and hunger for knowledge. Its light and warmth served as a reminder that all things were possible with the guidance of wisdom.

Tech Goddess realm:
After the progression of the ancient times, and when people started worshipping technology, the Tech Goddess gained power. But that power wasn’t enough. She wanted more. She made a lot of experiments to find a way to gain more power to take over the universes. As time passed, she found out that the energy that was embedded into the human souls was what she needed to advance technologically and gain more power.

''-Oh my beautiful souls. It's fascinating how such a tiny thing possesses this much energy and power.''

Soon, she became obsessed with the idea of finding a way to create an energy source that could power her forges and machinery and also grow her own strength.

She delved deep into the history of the human world. During her stealthy trips to the Allfather’s realm to steal human souls, she read his books on how the humans dealt with the dead. Their rituals to commune with the afterlife, their elders who were more susceptible to the minuscule tremors of the celestial veil, their wondrous incantations.

Using her knowledge and cunning, she built a grand forge that could transform human souls into pure energy, instead of her examining them one by one.

''-The Soul-Forge! What a masterful device I have built. What glorious progress.''

As time passed more millions of souls started missing from the other planes. However, woe betide he who becomes too comfortable in his own idleness, for he is cursed to perish. The other Gods were too preoccupied with their dealings of endless years to notice.

Her powers, combined with her finesse and mastery, helped her grow so much that she could dethrone both of the other Gods. She could bid a war, and win it, then throw both their husks in her forge and rule alone over the entire cosmos. But she is waiting. For progress happens when it should.

The Voids’ realm:
The abyss yawns before you, a vast and endless expanse of darkness that seems to stretch on forever. As you step forward, your footfalls echo back at you, the sound swallowed up by the void. You can feel the chill of the air, a tangible presence that seeps into your bones.

You're not alone here. The underground passages twist and turn, leading you through a labyrinthine network of tunnels and caverns that seem to go on forever. The walls are jagged and rough, the rock jutting out in sharp spikes and crags. In some places, there are pages trapped in the walls, the script written in a language that's unfamiliar to you.

As you move deeper into the abyss, you catch glimpses of geodes peaking through the rock. They glitter and sparkle, casting an ethereal light on everything around them. The purple crystals rain down from the sky, glinting in the faint light. It's a surreal sight, and you can't help but feel as though you've stepped into another world entirely.

And then, you sense a presence.

A genderless god named The Void, it calls itself.

It speaks to you in a voice that's both soothing and eerie, a whisper that seems to come from everywhere and nowhere at once. You can't see it, but you can feel its power. It's as though the very fabric of the abyss bends to its will. You can feel the darkness closing in around you, a weight that presses down on your shoulders. The deeper you delve into the abyss, the more you realize that there's a price to pay for everything you learn.

All father’s realm:
In the beginning, the Allfather watched over the cultural progression of the living and the dead. He oversaw the souls of the departed as they passed on to the afterlife, but only to catalogue the cultural development and personal heritage of each soul. As time went on, the Allfather became more distant from the other two gods, focused solely on his task of recording the memories of the dead. But he never forgot the importance of his role in the cosmos, and he knew that his work was essential to preserving the history and traditions of all the mortal races.

A being of immense power and wisdom, the Allfather was a fair and just God, who took pride in preserving the rich history and diverse cultures of the mortal races. He was a patient observer, who watched as the civilizations of the universe rose and fell, leaving behind stories and traditions that he carefully recorded. The Allfather was respected and revered by all, for his wisdom and insight into the nature of the universe.

Despite the passage of time and the many changes that occurred in the universe, the Allfather remained steadfast in his duty to preserve the cultural heritage of the dead and honoring their traditions. And even as the other gods grew distant and pursued their own agendas, the Allfather remained a constant, guiding force, always ready to lend his wisdom and counsel to those who sought it.

Tech Goddess’s lair:
Welcome to the world of the Tech Goddess' lair, a place where technology and science collide to create a menacing landscape. The lair is located in a massive structure that resembles a motherboard, with circuitry and wires stretching out as far as the eye can see. The entire structure is bathed in a dim, ominous light, adding to the foreboding atmosphere of the place.

You can hear the sounds of machinery whirring in the distance, accompanied by the screams of helpless victims.

The Tech Goddess is a formidable opponent, with a body made of metal and circuitry, and an intellect that far surpasses that of any human. She taunts the hero, tempting them with promises of power and knowledge, but the hero remains steadfast in their mission to stop her.

The world of the Tech Goddess' lair is a dangerous and unpredictable place.

The world in which the Tech Goddess resides is a sprawling metropolis, a city of towering machinery and endless neon lights. At the heart of this city lies the Tech Goddess's realm, a massive complex that dominates the skyline.

The entrance to the world is a massive set of doors that seem to be made of some kind of metal alloy, their surface etched with intricate circuitry patterns. As the hero approaches, the doors slide open with a hiss, revealing a vast hallway stretching out before them.

The hallway is lined with doors, each one identical to the next, save for a small number etched into its surface. The walls are a uniform white, giving the impression of a laboratory rather than a lair. The only sounds that can be heard are the constant whirring of machines and the occasional scream of someone in agony.

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