The squiggly line representing the high frequency “spirit” of Yomni
Yomni being both outside of spacetime and within it, but split into constituent parts: Yarghazar, Yachtipuss, and spirit/consciousness. In this representation, Yomni is outside of time, but creates time and space (Yoniverse) and puts itself inside of it into four parts: the Yachtipuss, the Yarghazar, the consciousness of Yomni, and as a byproduct, the Yonians.

Yello has special properties which make Yonians unique and powerful (regeneration, absorbtion & conversion of matter) - so I suggest Yonians should be the only beings from Yello. The origins of other life in the Yoniverse could mimic something similar to our own universe. Maybe there were instances in time (and ongoing instances) where an area in the Yoniverse becomes so heavily and densely concentrated by Ysmig that Yectoplasm forms materially and this is what evolves into the different creatures and beings in the Yoniverse. This Yectoplasm and the beings formed thereof are reflective of Yomni's state & disposition when the Yectoplasm forms.

In the beginning there was nothing, but then Time itself got bored. By slowing down and speeding up, Time could create bursts of energy, creating and effecting materia. This is how the Yoni portal was created, ripping space apart in a singularity.

From the portal many things was born.

As the yalaxy formed Time was content for a while.

But as the eons passed, it wanted the Yoni to make more and more exciting things eventually directing its energy bursts at her.

The Yoni was not happy being controlled by time as everything she created drained her of life force. First she started to produce Yorms in her frustration. Eventually time pushed her so hard that she birthed the Yachtipuss Queen. A fierce and powerful being filled with rage. The Yachtipuss started consuming the planets Yoni had birthed with love and when she saw the monster she had created in retaliation she birthed the god of rage to control the beasts.
Eventually Time coalesced into Yomni, who is an eternal being who was therefore actually before Time and also created it.

The Yomni is in a physical giant form, very similar to a yonian often sitting amongst the planets, but the Yomni cannot interfere directly with mortals. It is not some all controlling being but rather roaming around being unsure of its purpose sometimes feeling used as all of the yalaxy comes from it but they cannot take part or interact only observe and be seen but is too large for mortals to grasp.

The Yomni, being of a high vibrational state with the capability of slowing to focus can be everywhere at once or, when slowed / focused on a particular part of the Yoniverse causing a state in mortals called Ymsig. Its physical form is not hindering life to pass around it and pass through it. Although while inside of the concentrated Yomni, mortals get filled with energy and kind of high which is a phenomenon they can’t explain.

As the Yomni saw what the Yoni had created it wanted to take part but merely felt like a visitor in the world even though it had originated from its own being. One night watching the Yachtipuss Queen up close with fascination the Yomni wanted to touch her. With all of its longing and willpower the Cryonis beasts was born. It had long feathers, resembling what yonians would later call a Blue Yhoenix. The largest of the giant space birds had three beaks and is what is known as the Yarghazar.

The Yomni was however not made for birthing beings and the Yarghazar was born in tremendous pain, its chest having a gaping hole and its eyes bursting with furry. Its wings vibrating with energy being an extremely powerful being made from a shard of Time itself. As the Yachtipuss Queen and the Yarghazar saw each other they charged at one another as the Queen saw he was a rival to her supremacy and when their enormous energies collided the burst got inverted and they fused with each other causing a blackhole that swallowed all of space and time. But as the Yomni was eternal the cycle started again, it would seem the yalaxy was caught in a time loop.

In one of the loops the god of rage remembered what had happened and wrote the scrolls of the ancient ledger describing how the Yonis energy had created 8 teardrop crystals along with the yalaxy that could be mended into a heart and placed inside of the Yarghazar to prevent the Yachtipuss attack and the fusion. To prevent the scrolls from being destroyed in the fusion she coated them in a substance she extracted from the Yomni when it was focused long enough. This was hard to do as she was very Ymsig and kept dropping her spoons.

Every cycle in the loop was a little bit different and in the current cycle after the Yomni had created the stars some of the leftovers from the ectoplasmic yello fell from the sky into a mudpool creating what would eventually be the Yonians.
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Will the Yonians be able to find the crystals, mend the Yarghazars heart and break the cycle to save their Yoniverse? To be continued…

Like many a random day in a discord full of creatives we start world building...

Lake Yonia is a space lake. Like a rift in space filled with a gas similar to mist and filled with long lost sunken planets where the inhabitants bodies have all been mumified and are now worn of creatures living in the lake roaming under the surface. 

One of the planets houses Castle Yonia.  The planet is so large that it’s gravity has caused neighboring planetoids to be sucked into its gravity well. They smashed into the planet’s surface, creating so many craters that it now appears a mountain range has formed around what is now called the sea of Yox, where the planet’s remnants have been drawn, as close to the core as possible. The immense amount of molten ferrous ore that creates the gravity well will only cool when the slowly increasing elliptical of the planet’s orbit slingshots it away from the enormous star that it circles and into deep space. The sea would be boiling until the planet’s death.

It is said that the planet Yon was one of the victims of lake Yonia, and that it may hold the key to overcoming the Yachtipusses. The planet Yon was the home of the undertree which is a tree growing hollow in the ground creating tunnels with their vast roots. Eventually the roots had taken over the entire planet and Yon was no more than a undertree shell. Before the final pieces of the core was absorbed as nutrient to the planetary parasite that is the undertree it released a burst of energy creating one of the 8 teardrop crystals needed for the release of the Yarghazar.

he Yarghazar is assumed to be the only being strong enough to battle the Yachtipuss Queen and end their reign of the yalaxy.

The Yarghazar and the 8 teardrop crystals is a core underlying narrative which the Yoniverse story arc is built upon. Collecting them is a core objective of the characters within the Yoniverse story.

Finding these crystals is something which Dr. Wise's crew spends much of their time on trying to locate, along with pages of the ancient Ledger (maybe they hope to find clues of where the crystals are located within the pages?) 

A story of “Avira” Priam’s battles when she ventured on the Yoniverse Planetarium before she ended her reign:

The fishes swam with grace and freely glided through the water. They moved without restraint and with an aura of elegance evident in their movements. Oh, how wonderful it would be if I were to experience such freedom again. Which is why I’m stuck in a loop where I do not know whether to have the right to be covetous each time I glance at them dancing in the water.

But then, no one is to be blamed except for the foolishness that I have created out of my own action. A mistake that should have never been made and one that I don’t even know how I got the audacity to attempt of doing. One that should not be repeated again.

My mistake that is the very reflection of my greed.

Yes, I was clouded with the rapacity to take over the Oceanid Planetarium and purloin the throne as my own. I impulsively led myself to my own doom that is akin to the burning walls of hell. I greedily wanted to rule the kingdom of the Sirens just to feed on power, wealth and beauty.

I unknowingly succumbed myself to the darkness and now I’m locked up in a prison waiting for the judgement that the gods deem that is fitting to me.

As my eyes lingered on the fishes swimming beneath me in the prison wherein there is nothing but a pond and surrounded with pitch darkness, I suddenly heard footsteps nearing my prison. A girl? Yes. Young? Unsure. A prisoner? Impossible. They would not think of putting another prisoner with me knowing well what I could do with even just humming. They are aware of the fact that by just singing, I can manipulate anyone which is why the prison they put me in is unlike any other. But only one thing is certain, they are definitely headed straight to where I am.

And just on cue, a door appeared out of nowhere and there stood a girl looking straight at me, giving me the chance to meet her seemingly shallow and cold eyes.

Eyes with a stare that even sent a shiver down my spine and arouse a gnawing feeling within me. Is this perhaps fear? Unthinkable!

There is no way that someone like her can scare me for even the greatest general of the Oceanid Planetarium stood no chance against battling with me. But as our staring grows deeper and intense, the more the fear that has resided grew stronger thus causing me to look down, away from her calculating stares.

“The battle Siren, Nerissa.”

Upon hearing her uttering my name and title, I can’t help but look at her again, now with cautiousness and carefulness. Because it is as if any time that she wants, she can strike me down with just a move which causes me to be attentive to her while being wary.

“Once a great warrior of the Oceanic Planetarium, now known as the evil Siren who betrayed her own kingdom.”
I flinched hearing her list down all my achievements as a warrior and my sins as a criminal. Yes, I was an honorable warrior to my own kingdom but because of my treacherousness, I was banished from my position and now a filthy and traitorous criminal.

“…… Prisoner Nerissa, I have come to give you your verdict.”

As she finished her sentence, I suddenly felt weak all over my body causing me to fall. It burns. It hurts. I tried singing in order to free myself from the pain but it all came down to vain since it just worsened. I tried screaming but it felt like a sword just pierced through me. I can’t breathe. I can’t even move any part of my body without the immense pain surging in again. Help.

“The judgement that the gods gave you is that you will feel the burning of your body every minute, every second. You will feel massive pain, you will suffer to the point that you would wish you were dead.” Help. Help. Help.
Help!!!

“I, Avira, a warrior serving the Yoniverse galaxy, and with the power bestowed upon me by the gods, I banish you prisoner Nerissa to the fourth circle of hell where you will spend your life paying for your sins forever.”

Avira… Ah. That’s when the realization dawned, this girl was no simple, weak and timid young lady. She was after all the greatest warrior in the galaxy, the first ever Yonian hero known for her bravery and skills in the battlefield. She was beautiful but was also deadly.

With that, I already knew that this was the end for me and so I looked at the fishes one last time with envy and thought, “How lucky they are to be free.”

[Avira’s POV]

Then, she screamed and screamed, never being aware she’s the only one who can hear herself. She screamed, not knowing she will never be heard. She screamed immediately feeling the pain that I inflicted on her myself. She screamed one last time before finally vanishing into nothingness.

She screamed, ignorant of the truth that she already lost her voice.

“How pitiful.”

As the echoes of her scream pierced through the once unwavering silence of the Yoniverse and then as how a domino falls one by one, the prison where there once held the menacing Siren that killed thousands and took over the Oceanid Planetarium, crumpled and was utterly destroyed.

The once warrior, the Siren named Nerissa whose skills were incomparable and a voice so pretty is now gone, no trace in the whole galaxy.
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How pitiful, indeed.