My body was created by a seed from a mortal that has been dead for about 20 million years before the seed took shape. I was the private dimension of Paragon ketz. Most of my compatriots were also created in similar ways. Some are made from pocket dimensions that contain entire civilizations and some like me were created by individualistic mortals. But the natural method of our kind being birthed is from spontaneous existence or the splitting of destroyed dimensions. 

The difference between artificial and natural dimensions is night and day. How do I know this. I experienced this first hand. Just after becoming truly sentient. A true natural dimension in the hundreds of billions of magnitudes above my own, has attacked me. Only through abusing the power of leftover artifacts, was I able to create a soul and manage to sneak into The attacking dimension. When it has been assimilating what meager inhabitants that i had built up.

I have traded a god like existence to a faulty soul creation to be able survive this experience. Then forced to pick over a virus existence to even further my humiliation. I doubt the attacking dimension was even aware that it has destroyed me. But I will never forgive it.

There is one thing left to do. instill my presence into a vulnerable world and built up an army to make it out and recover whatever is left of my body. But i don't hold out much hope. I would probably need to create an all new body.

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The world I decided on was a small humanoid world, but very similar to one of my own terrestrial worlds. But  I have seen records from dimension hoppers that chronicles that humanoid creatures have an unnatural likelihood of spawning off Convergent evolution in seemingly unrelated dimensions. It speaks on the fact that there might be a universe constant that affects all dimensions.

But this is convenient for me at the moment. Because its something i am somewhat familiar with. At Least it will help me with developing weapons and technology that matches their bodies.

As I made my way towards the planet. I have been greeted by a plethora of alien creatures of alien proportions and qualities. After stretching the soul coating thin from my searching. I was forced to quickly pick a body or else my soul form will start disintegrating.

I randomly choose a sentient infant boy. They are born in the poorest continent in the smallest country and in the most impoverished village. The thought process behind this, is that he is perfect to experiment the viability of my infectious form. I wouldn't want to be captured in my soul form. This is my last chance and death has suddenly become a real possibility for me. Also I might learn that becoming a virus is not that good of an idea, so i want to be able to change my mind.

As I over take a complex structure virus inside the boy's body. I suddenly feel an intense binding feeling and what was thought of as a small dip of my toes has become a full dive to becoming fully and singularly attuned to this life form.