A Narrative Outside Time and Space

I remember when he was an enthusiastic sprite, I recall when he threatened the universe with his special blend of hubris and hate. I will have seen him at his weakest and his strongest.I will tell planar travellers things that they have only been able to reveal to me in riddles. Maybe I will tell them in riddles to prevent causality paradoxes, maybe they know better. In the grand scheme of things I will have been there at the beginning, and at the end. 

To explain things best to you, the physical world is like a rippling pond when viewed from the outside. If you're outside the pond, you can throw a rock into it and watch the ripples spread outward. You can also see the ripples made by other people throwing rocks into the pond. I can't throw metaphysical rocks into reality, that's something I might have already told you about, or it might be something I tell you later, I can never tell how things work when you're stuck in linear time... I'm sure this gets discussed at some point too. I see the ripples he made when he first learn to throw his own rocks into the physical world. At first his influence was minor...little illusions like a shrub on fire when it wasn't...little half-truths like claiming to be the beginning and end, when actually he had just visited those periods. Alpha and Omega indeed. He hates it when you call him the Demiurge. Ironically he isn't always the Demiurge, but it's the most he will ever become.

He reveals the outside to mortals in the physical world, some go mad, some retain a hint of sanity and become prophets...often both. He will attend the instance when the watchers are bound to aspecs of reality as Aeons. I have heard the stories and seen the ripples.

Who am I?

Just a watcher who never became bound to an aspect of reality. Just someone who has seen the damage too many ripples can do. Someone who makes mistakes trying to fix the mistakes of others. A dream...a force of potential... we'll get to that.