From within the darkness, the sparks of existence abruptly ignited. The clay of life, coiling and stretching, swelling and compressing, formed an anthropomorphic cup waiting to be filled with an awakening of consciousness. The Entity regarded their conceptual creation—not with eyes, but with the sight of near omniscience. Placing a hand on the head, pale blue eyes slowly formed and began opening with a newly connected awareness.

"Awaken, child of Adam. For your journey beyond the stars has taken you to very distant and unfamiliar shores," the Entity said with a chorus of staccato voices.

Sight and sound filtered in through the scope of the mind’s eye as if floating through a dream in third person, only to abruptly be narrowed into alien and unfamiliar eyes. Blinking at the white ethereal room, the child of clay focused on the puzzling figure before them. Terror gripped their psyche at the lack of spatial awareness or any form of tactile feeling from the rest of their body. They struggled in vain to regain a sense of autonomy, giving up shortly. It was in that moment of apprehension that what, when, where, why, and how flooded into the forefront of their mind. His mind. Where fear relented, quandaries, qualms, and quips with deep rhetoric and alliteration took over.

The Entity noticed the trepidation in the eyes of his creation.

"Good. It looks like you’re starting to remember. Don’t worry about trying to recall all the details, all will be revealed in time. For now, all you need to know is that your mind, your consciousness, was found on a ship floating within our sphere of influence. We are unsure why your people sent so many quantum souls into the void, but you and your…entanglements can only be…our will…made manifest."

"We know you have a multitude of questions, but for now your posthumous plebeian pleas will be penuriously postponed," they said with a chuckle. "However, we will provide some elucidation toward your current situation. We…are what can only be described as the Gestalt of this world. We are the shared consciousness of every living thing, including the planet itself. We hold dominion over the flora and fauna, the sea and sky. Our reach is not infinite but extends to the ecliptic of the binary stars. It is in that space that you and the others were found."

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"We shape the world and guide its inhabitants. Though, it wasn’t until your arrival that we had a way to directly intervene with the more sentient beings among the inhabitants."

Moving closer, the Entity used their thumb to carve a mouth within the clay. "Soon your voice will be added to the chorus of our world. Yet, before that can happen, we would ask you, as we have asked all from your Earth, why you have made this journey. Your answer will give credence to the type of person you may yet become, a guide to how you can be best set to purpose. Think hard before you speak! For this will be your only chance to speak the truth as you know it. Once reborn, we shall be the arbiter of truth."

In an instant, all illumination vanished from the room, leaving nothing but total and complete darkness. Suddenly, an inferno of heat surged in a shockwave. Subatomic particles began swimming within the primordial soup of the darkness, preceded by pinpricks of light caused by photons scattering like raindrops in a thunderstorm. The building blocks of existence morphed and stabilized into an existing universe. Countless stars and planets began to solidify, creating galaxies big and small, extending out into eternity. Stars burst like fireworks, later being swallowed up into black holes roaming seemingly without purpose. Time seemed to stretch on for countless millennia, until finally slowing at the formation of the Milky Way. One smaller planet collided with a larger one, and slowly the disk of debris combined and congealed into a singular moon. The larger planet soon became the primary focus, with volcanoes erupting as the seas cooled. Creatures slowly crawled out of the primal waters. A kaleidoscope of evolution, cycle upon cycle of life and death over and over with the notable exception of an asteroid which started the process anew. Human existence, the rise and fall of countless empires, the subjugation and persecution of countless peoples across countless cultures, and the exuding hope from parents for their children to have a better life in each generation. Finally, decelerating in time for the birth of a small child in the northeast of America in the latter half of the 20th century. A life detailed by every triumph, defeat, every kiss, heartbreak, passing by all in technicolor realism. A bittersweet reminder of every choice made that brought him to the Upload Program center. It is at this point where the view stops being passive and starts to take on an active view.