A solitary form could be seen hovering slightly above the pale, sickly green grass. He was tall and thin, and his figure radiated power and wisdom. He was aged, but his stature betrayed none of his 90 years. He seemed to gaze into the sky, though he had no face.
“It is time,” he thought. “It is time that I, Ha-ne-se, brought forth my people. I shall be known eternally as the progenitor of my race, the Ne-se!” He stalked over to one of the wispy, bare trees. The being knew not if these trees had always been the dark, immaterial things that they were, or if they had once been something else, something tangible he could not touch.
This world was one of shadows, he observed, watching through cloudy, invisible eyes as a four-legged shadow-beast dashed across the vast, silent plain. The trees were shadows that any physical being would pass through. The grass was faded and only partly in the material dimension. Creatures here galloped about, some tearing into the dark flesh of prey while others fled from the vicious predators; all shadows. Even the land itself was only partly solid, and great sections of the landscape, though they appeared to be real, were only shades of land. Standing on one such expanse, Ha-ne-se looked up to the sky, where the black disc of the sun hung, giving off rays of shadow and beams of darkness. This was a planet of ghosts, a planet perfect for the Ne-se.
Ha-ne-se had been alone for 90 years. His mind had pondered many things. He had made thousands of discoveries, using his mysterious knowledge of the material, and his own powerful thoughts to imagine and simulate them. However, he could not make his discoveries a reality, for they required what he could not have-connection with the tangible realm. He did, however, know himself. He knew of his greatest strengths: the power of his mind and will and his ability to drain the life from physical beings, allowing him to manipulate their forms. In a form, he took on that being’s abilities, strengths, and weaknesses. If he could find a material being, then he would at last be capable of interaction with the physical realm!
First, though, he would bring into being the second of the race of the Ne-se. He concentrated, and channeled his thoughts toward Duplication. His form began to shake, and rays of shadow streaked from him. Time passed, and he trembled more violently, the streaks of shadow becoming massive waves of darkness emanating from him. Finally, a rip was torn in space and another shadow began to emerge from the rift. When the being was fully formed, Ha-ne-se spoke to the new Ne-se’s consciousness.
“My child,” he said in the deep, stately voice of his mind, “I am Ha-ne-se, the First Living Shadow, father of our race. Our future people will need a leader. I have my own quest, and cannot take on this demanding role. Therefore, as first of the Ne-se, I declare you to be the ruler of our race, and I give you the name Ha-esh, First Ruler.”
However, Ha-ne-se did not know that 90 years before, at the time of his birth –at the time he had rejected his Creator and called himself God, he had been cursed. He would live for millennia and continue to pursue his quest for the material, and he would, at last, be rewarded. His success would become his downfall, though, and in his mad lust for their physical forms, he would be driven insane, and his own people would be forced to slay him. And, at that moment 90 years ago, another being was created, and he was called Adam, the first of the human race, the race that would be the downfall of the Ne-se.