Author's Comment: And yet another random mind-explosion.

If you find mistakes, pls tell, thx. I don't like mistakes.

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“It is said that god works in mysterious ways. Shouldn't god's motives be per definition outside of human comprehension? But what if we were able to translate a god's reasoning and thoughts to concepts which we are able to understand? Would we get the answers which we seek the most? Or would the result be... rather disappointing?”

***Another plane of existence***

***Seria***

I am so bored... well, maybe I could play a game while I am waiting for my parents? What games do I know? What if I try that new one which my friends showed to me? Creating a universe and life? Sounds like I can do it! So let's get started.

But how do I start? I wish I had paid more attention when I watched my friends playing. Let's start with a big pile of dirt. Munching that together is easy. Done. I have a big pile of dirt now. Maybe it got a little too big though.

The fun part is about creating life. Water is next on the list. Without water there's no life, so water is a must. An atmosphere would also be nice.

Finally I can start with the funny part. So some plants for more complex life forms first. They need something to eat after all. No, wait! Why are they dying!? NoNoNoNo!

Stay alive! What did I do wrong? Ah! Light! That's right!

It's all too damn dark. I need some light. Let's make a star and put the pile of dirt right next to one.

And like that a long period of time passes.

What a hassle... that was a lot of work. I should have started with the star instead of the pile of dirt. There were so many waste-products from making my star. Now I am left with a many piles of dirt in different size. Somehow that makes the effort which I put into the first one void.

Nothing which can be done about it now. I'll place the other piles of dirt around the star too.

I can't let them drift around randomly after all.

At least some of the plants survived. I'll continue with different animals then. The funnier they look the better!

Now that I think about it... the night sky is kind of boring. I'll put one of the other dirt-piles right next to mine and call it a moon. Yes! But it's still a little bland. Jeez... this will be a lot of work.

And like that a long, long period of time passes.

So many stars. Somehow I got carried away. That's what you get from using the copy-paste-function.

Now I can finally continue with some more complex creatures. So what's on my list. Plants, Animals, bacteria, viruses, ew… I think I'll user some templates from other players. Thinking all of this up on your own is boring.

And like that a long, long, long period of time passes.

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So now I've finally a functioning ecosystem like I want it! Phew! I had to wipe the game with a meteor several times though. Those first few attempts weren't working that well.

I lean back and watch my creation with satisfaction. But then again... BORING! Those animals are just eating and farting and reproducing! But then again, what if I make one that's intelligent?

Of course I can't make it as intelligent as me, that would be stupid. They would despair upon realizing their weakness in the lower plain of existence.

So what if I make them look really strange like this! And let's put the settings for overconfidence to maximum. That might be interesting. Hehehe! Muahaha! Sorry.

I am interested in how this will work out. Hmm. Somehow they aren't developing as I expect them to. Maybe I have to show myself to them?

But if I show myself to them their insignificant minds will probably short out. I shouldn't have made them that stupid. Creating a proxy might work. Nothing too extravagant. I just need someone who doesn't get a mental breakdown upon speaking with me. Something like a spirit.

I call another being into existence and tell it to spread my word among my creation.

And like that a very short period of time passes.

Holy shit! They got it all wrong and made up their own stuff about me! Those corrupt, ignorant microbes! Now they are fighting wars because of me! I admit that it's interesting to watch their struggles, but after a few hundred years it gets kind of boring.

Don't they know when to stop? Seriously! How stupid are those bugs!

I think the experiment of making myself known to them can be called a failure. Better to not interfere any further. There is no telling what they might do if I send them another messenger.

I rattle my brain, but I don't manage to find a solution for curing them from their idiocy. A rule of the game is to adhere to the rules which are set by the creator. I chose to make them stupid, so they are stupid. I can't change that. So I'll be forever a mysterious being to them. Completely out of their comprehension and cause of conflict and wars, because they can't form a uniform opinion of me.

What have I done?

And like that a slightly longer period of time passes.

I am disillusioned by this game. Watching it being played by my friends was much more exciting.

Suddenly my mother's voice reaches me from the void. “Seria! Stop playing. It's time to go.”

“Yes!” Yes! Yes! Finally we can go home! It felt like I was waiting for an eternity for her! Hurrying to my mother's side I am being stopped by her.

She gestures towards the place where I played my game. “What did we teach you?”

I sigh and jog back towards my universe. “Yes, Mom. Always clean up behind you.”

Without remorse I crush my creation and flatten the lower plain of existence to its proper, natural form. It was a failed attempt anyway.

I shrug, then I hurry after my mother.

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