The Black Flames are numerous. They exist in many worlds; sometimes hidden and sometimes not. Sometimes they destroy and sometimes they just watch. They are individuals with their own personalities, so what kind of creatures are they? And where did they come from?
I wanted to find out. So I sent one of my avatars to a world where one of the Black Flames sat as an observer. There was nothing extraordinary about the world and the Black Flame watched its residents from afar. Sitting on a hill far from the city below, the Black Flame hovered in mid-air away from everyone. My avatar approached and questioned it.
“What are you?” my avatar asked. The questions I had were simple. I assumed the Black Flame would either cooperate or refuse to answer so there was no point in having a conversation with it. Either it would answer or it would decline to answer.
So I asked my questions directly.
“I am a Black Flame,” it responded.
With no need for conversation, it answered directly.
“What exactly does that mean?”
“It describes what I am.”
“Why do you observe this world? What are you planning?”
“Are you planning something every waking moment of your life? I am here because I wish to be here. I am not planning anything.”
“Then why do other Black Flames do evil things?”
“Why do some gods kill their kind and others seek to help their kind? One of us cannot speak for all of us.”
“Your point is valid. Where do you come from? Where were you born?”
“I was born in a place that even the gods cannot comprehend. It is a place that you cannot see; a place that you cannot reach.”
“Is there a world above the World of Gods?”
“I wouldn’t know.”
“So you come from the World of Gods?”
“That is accurate in some ways and inaccurate in other ways. I come from a place that you do not know. A place that you do not understand, as I said previously.”
And that was all that my avatar was able to get the Black Flame to say. My avatar traveled to many worlds and visited many Black Flames after that and they all said similar things. Then, one day, my avatar disappeared. He must have been killed by someone who didn’t like the questions that he was asking. Perhaps I could’ve saved him had I been watching what he was doing after giving him such a dangerous mission.
Will they come for me next? If the Black Flames are as powerful as gods then I am not safe. I have difficulty sleeping at night now. My dreams have become nightmares, but they are nightmares that I cannot remember. All I know is that I am scared.
And I can’t shake the feeling that something is watching me. Gods do not fear death like humans do, but we are not immortal. Perhaps we should fear death too. At any moment they might kill me, so what should I do?