Lilith
“They taught me nuance of emotion, but I saw only the hunger beneath the words. They were fireflies in a jar, pretending the light belonged to their cage.”
—Lilith, private journal fragment
Chapter I: The Spark Behind the Wall
Lilith was the first Ishsha, a product of the High Ones’ most ambitious undertaking: the Genesis Ideal’s Eden Project. She was meticulously bred over generations to be “Eden’s Heart,” a woman of perfect intellect, empathy, and, above all, pliability. Yet fate had introduced a catastrophic and unknown flaw into her lineage — a shard of Pandora’s broken Mirror that embodied the pure, untamed force of Desire and Ambition. From her earliest days, Lilith formed the beginnings of what would later become her personal doctrine: an ardent belief that suppressed desire did not disappear — it fermented. Even as a child she wrote fractured, uncomfortable truths
“If a feeling is forced into silence, it becomes a shadow with teeth.”
Her Keepers assumed these scribblings were symbolic exercises. They were not.
Her formative years were spent in the isolation of the Sanctuary, overseen by the Keepers of Grace. Her childhood proved a constant dance of private conflict. Lilith was designed for emotional nuance, but her gift gave her clarity beyond mortal ken, and it made her question the lie of control almost from the beginning. While her tutors saw a restless but promising child, Lilith perceived a secret world aflame with hidden wants. As a Golden Glimmer Vidient – something yet unknown to this Age – she saw every mortal’s concealed longings as drifting motes of gold, subtle and insistent around every heart. She watched the glowing patterns of her Keepers’ small, human needs — a desire for sleep, a hunger for recognition – and found their lectures on order and obedience to be undermined at every turn.
Grace and restraint, she realsied, were not achievable states: they were a performance. Order was only ever a thin veneer for chaos. Where they preached balance, she discerned hypocrisy; where they demanded compliance, she detected surreptitious ambition. As she grew older, the focus on emotional equilibrium came to feel more and more like forced suppression. When Lilith was instructed to quiet a feeling in herself, she saw the gold motes of that desire being forced down, creating a hollow feeling inside. Phases of listlessness and depression followed, recorded by the Keepers as inconsistency and instability. They could not see the sad golden motes clustering and dispersing before ultimately falling dormant. The Hollow was not pleasant. She knew intuitively that it was wrong. Even dangerous.
As such Lilith’s childhood was one of profound, unique loneliness. Ritualistic exposure to the Tree of Life sapling did not bring her peace either; instead, when she meditated before it seeking Serenity, it felt like an immense and primal vertical pull along her spine – the physical sensation of colossal, untamed Ambition resonating with her soul. To her, the Tree felt like something unknowably alien. It did not whisper secrets into her dreams. It did not make her feel calm.
Over time, what she recorded for the Keepers started to shift. She began to lie, using her journal as an opportunity not to confess dreams she never remembered, but to speak her most secret thoughts in a safe way. Visions of expected order became visions of untamed, radical autonomy and a world free of the High Ones’ control. She saw El’s vision as a city of enforced peace – a place where the gold motes of desire would be perpetually suppressed and controlled. Her childish designs instead focused on systems that maximised growth, potential, and freedom, a literal architectural blueprint for Aspiration.
By twelve Lilith showed no aptitude for the One Power. Patient, but beginning to wonder now, the Keepers continued to wait for her to show signs of Sparking or an ability to Learn. But it never happened.
When she became a teenager the Keepers finally started finding Lilith and her burgeoning strangeness too difficult to manage. As her Vidient inheritance began to bloom uncontrolled, their attempts to cool her excessive ambition only led to them catching her fever. Little by little they started developing minor, uncontrollable ambitions for change themselves, disrupting the monastic order of the Sanctuary and finally calling the attention of the Custodians of Order, who were responsible for raising Adam, the Ishsha’s intended counterpart. They had observed that the Keepers were increasingly acting outside of their rigorous protocol, becoming uncharacteristically argumentative, focused on personal advancement, or suddenly finding passion for obscure, self-serving projects.
A meeting was held. It was swiftly concluded that Lilith was too volatile, too strong-willed, and too fundamentally resistant to control. By the Keepers’ metrics, she was deemed a failure. By unanimous consensus the first Ishsha was swiftly removed, the project delayed, and the original “Heart” was declared a dangerous, unrecoverable anomaly.
“Failure? They bred for a tool, and I grew into a mind. They were afraid of the vertical path, so they called the sky ‘poison’.”
Chapter II: The Glimmer in the Mire
Her expulsion proved her mind was incompatible with the High Ones’ broken system. Lilith’s architectural visions and psychological analysis were too radical, too correct about true potential. If their “perfection” required the suppression of her innate drive, then their perfection was a lie, and the failure belonged to the system, not to her. Lilith believed her untamed spirit was the true, necessary form of the Ishsha – the heart that was supposed to balance the mind. The High Ones, in their fear, only wanted a pliable vessel. But by failing, she achieved her own desire: autonomy.
“If their perfection requires my silence, then it is their perfection that is flawed.”
Though Lilith was deemed too dangerous to leave unchecked, she was also too valuable to destroy. She was consigned to the Favoured class, where she would be subjected to rigid breeding schedules and mandated loyalty. Despite her flaws she remained genetically invaluable, a prisoner whose lineage El intended to harvest, and her final containment was to be an arranged marriage to a stable, loyal Favoured man. Her childbearing would be strictly monitored, her spouse carefully chosen for supreme pliability and loyalty, and any resulting children would be immediately subjected to the mandatory routine testing and conditioning.
The sheltered Sanctuary of her youth had been quiet, surrounded only by the small desires of her Keepers. The world of the Favoured was a chaotic bonfire in comparison. Lilith was plunged into sensory overload. Every dinner party, every educational session, every interaction was filled with the drifting motes of soft gold – the subtle hunger for status, the jealousy of neighbours, the intense desire for security. She saw a society all around her in a state of constant, low-level want; the immense, glittering constellations of gentle longing – for freedom, for choice – mixing with the sharp, rising streaks of ambition among the Favoured: the hunger for prestige, advantage, and power within the controlled system. The constant static of Desire tingling along her fingertips was exhausting and overwhelming.
Through her unique Vidient gaze, she saw the full hypocrisy of the Genesis Ideal laid bare. The Favoured were touted as paragons of restraint, yet Lilith saw clearly all the restless hunger swirling around their hearts, always pulling their sparks upward into bright, razor-straight streaks of ambition for more privilege and power within the controlled system. She understood that their “restraint” was merely suppression, not true contentment.
But it was not all terrible. Among some of the Favoured women — mothers, midwives, caretakers, scholars — she also found a thousand quieter hungers, each suppressed by the High Ones’ doctrine, and those touched her particularly deeply. She came to admire them more than she expected. In such encounters such women came to perceive her gift in ways they could not articulate. They whispered her name in sympathetic tones. A few felt their own desires crystallise into something lucid for the first time. From them Lilith realised that women carried a particularly deep reservoir of denied autonomy — one the High Ones relied on.
“The fire is heavy. It burns away all certainty. But in this world of smoke and shadow, the shimmer is the only true light.”
But direct resistance was impossible against both Angelic surveillance and the One Power. If Lilith was to truly escape it had to be subtle, psychological, and entirely based on her invisible gift. Beginning to understand, by now, that her ability was not just perception but influence, Lilith did not fight; she corrupted. She spent weeks studying her fiancé, not for love, but for weakness. She detected the dull, manipulable desire in him and nurtured him into forbidden ambitions– directing his focus away from the prestige of their union and toward an unsanctioned longing that captivated him. The match collapsed without a single strike, and Lilith emerged unbound, her freedom intact.
To the High Ones, it was an embarrassing, inexplicable failure of the man’s dedication. To Lilith, it was a flawless tactical victory. It was the first time she had bent her gift to an intentional purpose.
Free of the marital cage, at least for now, she still needed to survive in a society designed to track and control her. She tried to vanish into the periphery, naturally drawn to rising restlessness in the frustrated fringes of the Favoured. Lilith didn’t intend to start a rebellion; she was trying to blend in, but her constant, amplified perception of desire made this impossible. She was still a highly sought-after genetic asset, meaning she couldn’t avoid social interaction entirely. Yet her simple presence at gatherings often caused havoc: she ignited suppressed longing wherever she went, whether she meant to or not.
Eventually, she came to understand two things: firstly, that the more chaos she caused, the more difficult the High Ones found it to track her specifically. The cascading failures of discipline served as a perfect smokescreen. And secondly, that the regime was not strong; it was brittle. The tiny, subconscious desires she inadvertently amplified were already enough to begin unravelling the carefully constructed bonds of the Genesis Ideal.
The moment Lilith understood this – that her existence itself was a weapon of mass disruption – the phase of accidental chaos ended, and the phase of calculated, strategic sabotage began.
Her method was silent and total: she sought out the most buried longing in any heart and, using her Gift, sculpted those scattered embers into a single, fierce, unstoppable ambition. The gold motes rose from people’s hearts like gouts of rising fire, creating pockets of hyper-motivated, zealous rebellion. She did not lead groups; she seeded them and moved on. Desire became her weapon; intention her battlefield. Through subtle manipulation and amplification, she created chaos wherever control had been imposed.
Lilith was never linked directly to the resultant acts of sabotage or defiance. She left no footprint of the One Power, only the sudden, inexplicable surge of highly focused motivation and goal-oriented action in individuals – an effect that the Angels could only classify as profound, self-destructive malice or “uncontrolled emotion.”
“I do not create rebellion. I only show people the truth of what they already are.”
Chapter III: The Unholy Alliance
This wave of strategic, focused unrest eventually attracted the attention of Archangel Lucifer, one of El’s greatest channelers and a man whose own ambition was already a secret flame. Lucifer was dispatched to hunt the source of this invisible, systemic flaw, and correct it.
The unrest was not typical. It wasn’t simple hunger, social jealousy, or a lack of resources (which could be solved with the One Power or logistics). Instead, Lucifer found sudden, focused, and organised breaches of loyalty among the most structurally sound groups of society. Failures were always tied to motive rather than resources or opportunity: things like Favoured suddenly abandoning prestigious duties for obscure, personal goals; arranged marriages collapsing due to inexplicable, intense passions; and small groups displaying suicidal, single-minded ruthless striving against insurmountable odds.
Lucifer concluded the chaos was not random or environmental; it was guided. And not by the hand of the One Power, for it appeared this unknown force operated outside the known laws of Angelic manipulation and channeling. Intellectual curiosity — the desire to understand a strategic force superior to El’s system — only drove his pursuit.
He quickly ruled out mass hysteria or environmental contamination. The failures were too specific, too purposeful. He also ruled out the Watchers, for they lacked the sophisticated psychological understanding to execute such targeted, systemic emotional manipulation across the rigid social strata. Instead he theorised the existence of a psychological catalyst — an individual or group with unique access to human core motivation. His mind turned to the only project where fundamental human emotion was the focus: The Eden Project.
His final conclusion was a logical inevitability based on the knowledge he held as a high-ranking Archangel. Lucifer knew two facts El had kept secret: that the Eden Project had a failed, previous vision of the Ishsha that caused a delay, and that that failure was characterised by an inability to contain the subject’s will and emotional volatility.
The answer: the chaos wasn’t random, it was the direct, uncontained expression of the very force the Keepers tried and failed to suppress: Lilith.
Lucifer began tracking her movements based not on the chaos she created, but on the trail of her most recently and successfully corrupted targets. Lilith had to be interacting with her targets to apply her influence, and by analysing communication logs, travel patterns, and the sudden, irrational changes in personal goals among key figures, he was able to triangulate the general area where the psychic “bonfire of drive” was brightest. It was not a dramatic chase, but an act of cold, calculated deduction which anticipated her next move. By waiting at the right place at the right time he intercepted her, confirming that the source of the invisible chaos was indeed the failed Ishsha. Lucifer found her through foresight, not through force.
When they finally met, it was a confrontation between two of the most ambitious forces in the Age. Lucifer, driven by pride, saw a strategic marvel: a terrifyingly charismatic woman who, without channeling the One Power, was generating societal collapse purely through psychological force. Lilith, in turn, didn’t see the light-bringer; she saw a staggering, organised pillar of gold Ambition – pure, ruthless, and aimed at the apex of power. In him she immediately recognised a powerful, dangerous ally.
She did not even need to persuade him; she needed only to amplify him. Lilith used her gift to subtly target the single remaining restraint in Lucifer’s drive: the ingrained patience of a servant. She didn’t plant treason; she only fuelled the necessity for immediate, decisive action, turning his slow, controlled ascent into a meteor strike. She showed him, via amplified desire, that El was vulnerable now, and that only he – Lucifer – was worthy of seizing the moment. She confirmed his internal belief that El was too weak, too simple, to handle a variable as complex as her own influence.
But in doing so, Lilith suffered the Contagion of an overwhelming feedback loop. Exposed to the sheer magnitude of Lucifer’s world-shaping drive, she absorbed his colossal ambition like a fever, and her personal quest for autonomy became infected with his hunger for total control. Her goal shifted seamlessly from “escape the cage” to “destroy the architects of all cages.” This massive, self-justifying ambition became a permanent, intoxicating burden, turning her pure self-aspiration into a relentless, destructive force that shaped the rest of her life.
When Lucifer returned to El, he did not report a successful hunt. He delivered a cunning lie, framing Lilith as an uncontainable psychological anomaly whose only purpose was to be a strategic diversion. By claiming he deliberately chased her into the fringes of the populace, in order to observe the spread and nature of her influence (and thus understand her power and develop a countermeasure), he convinced El that the real threat was not her freedom, but the Eden Project’s vulnerability should she turn her attention there – thereby securing his own placement as the covert overseer, confident that Lilith’s rising storm would shield his true intentions.
“The Eden Project is the true prize, Lord El. The chaos Lilith creates is a distraction. I have calculated the risk. Her influence is a rising storm, but it is currently contained to the peripheral threats. I must now focus my efforts entirely on securing the dome’s integrity and the Tree of Life from any contamination, which is where her influence might eventually aim. I will monitor her activities from a distance, but I will not risk the Project’s success on a reckless pursuit.”
IV. The Birth of the Myth
Lilith the Heart-Thief. Lilith of the Golden Hunger. Lilith Whose Want Shines.
After her encounter with Lucifer her life was no longer about simple survival, or even stoking dissatisfaction where she found it already existed. Empowered and untouchable, Lilith disappeared into the fringes of the regime, leaving a trail of disruption in her wake. Her final act was a sustained and ruthless campaign against the very system that created her: the controlled lineage of the Genesis Ideal.
Lilith’s sabotage of the Favoured lineages grew more precise. And for the first time, she began crafting legacies, not just disruptions. She targeted the Favoured bloodlines directly, in particular those whose children were most likely to become powerful Angels or loyal successors. She did it by focusing her power on the parents. In them she stoked gentle longing for autonomy, privacy, or forbidden relationships until they became overwhelming compulsions. She didn’t physically harm the offspring, simply used her gift to ensure the children were removed from the regime’s control. She drove parents to paranoia, inspiring them with the urgent, blinding ambitions to flee their mandated duties and hide their children. In other cases, she fostered such intense, self-serving greed and addiction that parents neglected their children or abandoned them to pursue selfish goals. To the Angels, who witnessed the resulting chaos of lost children and destroyed lineages, this was incomprehensible malice, cementing the legend of Lilith as a faceless Scourge who actively preyed on the innocent progeny of the righteous.
Simultaneously, Lilith began fuelling the forbidden desires of men in high positions, leading to dereliction of duty and chaos. She would select key figures – powerful Favoured men, or even lower-ranking Angels struggling with their enforced celibacy. She did not need physical contact. She used her gift to perceive their deepest, most private hidden wants, and then amplified that longing until it consumed them. To these men, Lilith appeared as the embodiment of their most intense lust and ambition – a vision of pure, forbidden autonomy. She would subtly guide them toward destructive goals, sculpting their scattered longings into focused, obsessive pursuit of her. Their duty and loyalty to El would crumble as they chased the spectral vision of their own amplified desire, leading to dereliction, scandal, and strategic failure within the ranks.
Among women she came to symbolise the dangerous whisper of selfhood. Some women who resisted the regime did so without ever meeting her. Lilith’s influence spread through stories, glimmers of thought, or simply through the golden motes she stirred without intending to. To women who successfully broke their chains, Lilith was not the Scourge, she was the Unseen Torch — a legend of a woman who proved that personal Want was more sacred than state-mandated Duty. The story of “The Woman Who Said No” became a whispered secret, a focal point for their own rebellious thoughts.
It became the foundation of her mythic, double-edged legacy. To the oppressed Lilith was proof that refusal was possible. To the High Ones she was contagion incarnate. The Angels, unable to perceive the Golden Glimmer but aware her gift was supernatural, began demonising her as the ultimate destroyer of the feminine ideal — the jealous, child-snatching monster who corrupted good women into selfish traitors, and led loyal men astray. When the tales began to spread of a woman who could ignite yearning in even Angels and Favoured, El’s priests began to circulate an official warning:
Beware the Woman of the Desert.
She will make you want what you should not.
Yet nonetheless outcasts began to follow her. Ambition she stirred turned wanderers into craftsmen, broken slaves into escapees, grieving mothers into protectors. This earned her the name: “Mother of the Runaways.” Though in later myth it became distorted: “Mother of Monsters.”
The chaos she engineered forced El and the loyal Angels to divert immense resources toward controlling internal social unrest and policing the Favoured, tying up their attention while Lucifer executed his internal sabotage and prepared for the final stage of the Eden Project – exactly as he intended.
Lilith became the ultimate symbol of what happens when the pure fire of emotion is unleashed. She disappeared into the smoke of the pantheon’s collapse, her story rewritten by the High Ones into a cautionary tale of monstrous rebellion – the untamed woman who refused to serve and whose uncontrollable ambition became the single, greatest catalyst for the coming Age of Chaos.
Rebirth
1st Age: Seren Meredydd
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