The Luminarks teach that every journey begins with a step.
The Keepers know that every journey begins with a choice.
But before there were journeys, before there were choices, before stars, worlds, or even time itself, there was only a single point of perfect light.
It did not exist in space, because space had not yet unfolded.
It did not exist in time, because time had not yet taken its first breath.
It simply was.
Within that radiant point rested every possibility that would ever exist. Every soul that would one day awaken. Every act of love and every moment of sorrow. Every question ever asked and every answer still waiting to be discovered. Nothing had happened, yet everything already belonged there.
Then came the first expansion.
Not an explosion of matter, but an invitation to experience. Light stretched outward, carrying fragments of itself into countless directions. Each path became a lifetime. Each lifetime became a lesson. Every lesson became another way for the Infinite to know itself.
The farther the fragments traveled, the more they believed they had become separate from the Source. They named themselves. They built worlds. They searched for meaning, never realizing they were searching for the place from which they had never truly departed.
The Point remained.
Not behind them, but within them.
It is the quiet center every spirit carries beneath the noise of existence. The place where fear cannot enter and time cannot follow.
To remember that place is to discover that eternity was never waiting at the end of the journey.
Forever began before the first step was ever taken.
