[Author note: this is literally just come to my mind without plan, and finished it in 2 hours of writing.

Another note: I use AI as Grammar corrector for first time.

Once upon a time, something tired and weary descended from the highest narrative, something that was never meant to exist. It descended into the void using the body of a white-haired woman. She walked through a realm without the concept of distance, without the concept of time, because she "wanted" to, and thus, she could. She walked as if she had a purpose. "I want a world without violence, my world," she thought. "I don't want to change the pre-existing concepts because they already have 'value.'"

She walked and touched an invisible wall. As she clenched her fist, the world around her seemed chaotic, with colors scattered like a tornado. She was at the center of a world being destroyed like a blender, consuming "everything"—both energy and matter. "Living beings in the future will be able to transcend the concepts of time and distance, so I—" She planted her own world, a world within a world in ruins. She seemed to replicate the feeling of happiness, even though she did not understand it. "There's no harm in waiting; I live forever, without beginning or end, but I want to."

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The seed of the world grew along with her, who erased the memories of her own future and sealed her power until she wished to reclaim it. The world I created is a world in black and white, yet still teeming with creatures that possess emotions. There is no concept of evil here. But despite the countless stories, relationships, and countless other things that I cannot count, I still do not feel "emotion"—the very thing I created for them. I cannot feel it, even though I understand it in logic ways. In the end, I do not feel anything.

"What is emotion?"

She reclaimed her power and exited the world, leaving it to drift into the infinite void, passing through and exploring the infinite realities of the lower narratives.

[Note: Hmm as I read it, it has overall story same as mine but some symbolism I write seems disappear.

I'm used Indonesia language and translate with grammar correction with AI]

[I have Same acount named Alvert fadhil in neobook]