Empath Origin Stories

Together we walked to the tree. Together we picked its fruit. And as the serpent watched, still wrapped around that trunk, we each took a bite.

"You sense power," the snake continued, its scales catching the golden light in hypnotic patterns, "yet you know so little. You feel the energy of creation, yet you cannot grasp its source."

The moment replayed in his mind as clearly as if it were happening now: The Lord's presence had filled Eden completely, His light more brilliant than a thousand suns yet somehow gentle enough to behold

The scent struck me first—sweeter than the midnight-blooming jasmine, more intoxicating than the most fragrant roses.

At first, I didn't even realize I was listening. The whispers would drift past like leaves on the wind, touching my consciousness so lightly I might have imagined them.

He moved from plant to plant, showing me how different insects served different roles. Some carried pollen between flowers, others broke...

The angels drew closer, their essence brushing against my consciousness. Through our connection, both Adam and I received their guidance...

'He runs and runs and runs. So fast - so free. He moves like the wind itself, but his purpose is clear. He was made to hunt, to thrive. His

"Eve," Adam breathed, and the sound of my name on his lips sent a shiver through me. "Oh, Eve. Look at you."

He guided my palm to touch the earth—the very soil from which we both were formed. A surge of power flowed through his touch, and suddenly

I glanced down at myself, at the graceful lines of my body, the soft swell of my curves. I was new, unknown, and yet... and yet I felt no

Within him—Adam, first of mankind—I witnessed the perfect design of our Creator. When the Lord formed Adam from the earth's clay and breathe