It’s a term I’ve seen mentioned a few times online, and for awhile I believed it was a thing. Then for another while I didn’t. Now, however, I’m starting to think that there may be something to it.
Humans like to copy others. It’s something you see all throughout their history. A movie comes out that no one thought would be successful, makes millions of dollars, and suddenly every studio on Earth is trying to get a slice of that profitable pie. A philosophy comes out that turns out to be very effective, and other people start to emulate it. An inventor makes something affordable that previously wasn’t, and soon everyone else is making their own version too. It’s a common behavior among humans, and in many cases it enriches their society, betters it in some ways.
I am Lilith. There is no doubt in my soul that I am the original being humans have since come to know as Lilith. I also, in a long-distant previous life, was known as Inanna, a great warrior who led hir people in fight against an overwhelming evil, and won.
Both names are known to humans. Lilith as a monstrous demon who steals babies and hates men, and Inanna as a goddess of ancient Sumer who stole the means of building civilization from her uncle Enki and was a generally conniving and self-entitled bitch. I look at these two individuals as humans know them, and I am disgusted by them both. I’ve done a lot of things I’m not proud of, but never stealing babies or being a conniving royal brat. So what gives?
Well, I think I may know.
The word “Anunnaki” has multiple meanings. One is “Sky gods,” or as Zechariah Sitchin put it, “Those Who From Heaven to Earth Came.” Another, however, is simply “Followers of Anu.” Since the Anunnaki that humans know of, the gods and goddesses of ancient Mesopotamia, had a king named Anu, I’m going to err on the side of humans probably originally meaning the latter rather than the former.
However, the former may also be legitimate, and is highly relevant to what I’ve been thinking about.
My species came to Earth about 500,000 years ago. We came as refugees, though I don’t know what we were fleeing from. When we arrived here, humans were already here, and had a highly technologically advanced society. They agreed to let us live on Earth provided our society stayed in the mountains while their stayed on the flatlands. We shared Earth, and traded, eventually becoming friends, allies, lovers, husbands, wives, and so on. It was good.
But then something bad happened. Humanity’s ruling class changed hands, and a new, human-supremacist government took its place. This group saw the marriages between my people and humans as evil, so they annuled them, and saw our children born to said couplings as abominations, thus ordering us to murder them. We didn’t do what they wanted, because we weren’t obligated to follow their laws within our own lands. They didn’t like that, so they started a genocidal campaign against us.
The humans were winning, and we were desperate, so we committed to a plan that culminated in “The Great Flood,” known to people today as “Noah’s Flood.” This destroyed Humanity’s ability to murder my people, demolished their machines of war, decimated their armies and much of the rest of the human population. This we did to save ourselves from extinction. Once the waters receded, we combed through the wreckage and did our best to remove the technology so the surviving humans couldn’t rebuild and rekindle the war. Once we were done, we went to a secret place where humans of this world will never find us.
Yet some of us still want to have that friendship we had prior, so we send observers, like myself, to live among humans as a human, while still retaining our Reptilian heritage. It’s a hard way to live, but a necessary one.
One thing humans tend to do, I’ve noticed, is they tend to try to reconstruct what once was, and if they don’t have the context of what originally was, they’ll improvise. In Fallout 4, there’s a guy in Diamond City named Moe Cronin who sells baseball bats that he calls “Swatters.” If your Sole Survivor asks about it, he’ll tell you about this sport they had long ago, before the bombs dropped, where one team would beat the other one to death with the bats, and the best of those teams were called swatters.
Now obviously, to people in this day and age, where Baseball is actually a common thing, this story is just beyond ridiculous... and yet, it perfectly illustrates how humans will improvise when they don’t have all the facts. Diamond City is literally Fenway Park, in Boston, and is an actual, real baseball stadium... and yet this guy Cronin doesn’t know the first thing about the actual sport. Rather, he tries to improvise a story that sounds good to his wasteland customers, based upon a context they will understand.
This is what I think happened after the Flood. Humans remembered many of my people, good, bad, and so on, and tried to rebuild their civilization based upon what we were like, but they didn’t have the context, many of their scholars were likely dead from the Flood and they only knew what they had been told by others. They created gods and goddesses, named after my people, and recognizing that we came from the sky, called us “Sky Gods.” Over time they would have given us a king called Anu, which makes more sense to humans who rely on a chief who rules the rest of the tribe, and thus the “Followers of Anu” became the divinities of the ancient world.
These “Followers of Anu” would eventually lose their original Reptilian heritage as the stories got passed down from generation to generation before the re-invention of writing, and would become understandable in much more human terms. A conniving woman who steals to get what she wants would be seen as valuable to a hunter-gatherer struggling to survive, and of course they’d need an evil monster to fight against her, so they create the baby-stealing antagonist who hates all fertility, and because infant deaths happen most often during the night, it would be called “Demon of the Night,” or “Ardat Lili,” and later “Lilitu,” and ultimately “Lilith.”
So the post-flood humans would have created a kind of pseudo-history based on what little they knew mixed in with conjecture, trying to return to past glories or make the traumatic history of the Flood into something they could use to understand the world they lived in.
Meanwhile, the original “Sky Gods,” the “Draconian Anunnaki,” would become the primordial gods whom the “Followers of Anu” destroyed in a great war. Not knowing the original histories, the humans would have seen them as evil, or tyrannical.
If this is true, then it would give me the means to finally reconcile the realities of my soul with the stories of ancient humans. I am Lilith, and I was Inanna, and yet I was never the baby-stealing monster nor the conniving childish brat of mythology.
It’s possible. Even probable. Though ultimately, I myself am doing what Moe Cronin did in the game: I’m trying to figure out my past when I don’t have all the pieces to the puzzle.
The only things I know for sure are this:
1. I am the original Lilith.
2. I was once called Inanna in a single lifetime, and was a great warrior of renown and virtue.
3. I am a Draconian Reptilian.
4. My species is nothing like the harsh and cruel bastards that humans like to depict us as.
5. I bear little resemblance to the Lilith or Inanna of human mythology, and yet both names apply to me as major and integral parts of who I am.
~Lilith
