Life

During creation

Why hasnt he tried to speak to me? How long has it been? He must be mad at me, its all my fault.

These kinds of thoughts have plagued me since the soul returned, i dont know how long ago that was but it feels like an eternity.

I couldnt bring myself to send another soul to him, even if i could tell that he would take good care of them while they were with him i just couldnt do it. I thought that if i did he might get more mad at me, that he would hate me even more.

I mean why wouldnt he, he tried to get away from me but i chased him and made him feel so much pain, and then i couldnt even apologise to him in person. He must really hate me.

I could feel my heart grow heavy with these thoughts. I wish there was something i could do to help with the creation of the universe but for now i cant even help with anything and now i am just floating around darknesses realm just waiting, alone with my thoughts. I cant even practice with my creations incase Death thinks im trying to annoy him.

Death

Why havent i heard back from her? Does she really hate me? i knew i should have said something different.

When i sent the soul back to the river i left a message saying: It was my fault. I had hoped we could spend our time talking instead of me hiding like i dont exist. But now she thinks i hurt her on purpose. How could i even ask her to forgive me. Even if i would she hasnt sent any souls, and without souls i cant send her messages.

After Light left to help make the universe she told me to wait in her realm until she returns, but now i find myself unable to think about anything other than Life and how i may have ruined the only chance i had to talk to her.

*Just after the creation of the universe*

Life

After Creation and the rest of the Primordials finished making the universe i was given my own realm to work in peace, Darkness, Fire and Water come and visit every now and then, Light couldnt come and visit, something about our power being too alike that they would try to absorb one another. I still feel so alone. Even when i make a creature they only stay in my realm for a few seconds before they go down to a world to begin their lives.

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At least i can watch as my creatures explore their new worlds and enjoy the life that i have given them, at least it is something to distract me from my thoughts of death.

I hope he is doing ok.

I begin making a new creature i havent made before, like most of my creatures there are two genders. But unlike most of my creations they dont have fur and they dont walk on four legs. They look a lot like a primordial.

I wonder if this is what he might look like under that vail?

Before i even realised what i was doing i was surrounded by dozens of different kinds of these creatures, some tall with dark skin, some shorter with slanted eyes and others with pale skin with many different eye colors.

But what if he doesnt look like any of these, damn i seem like such a wirdo, Im surrounding myself with a bunch of creatures hoping one of them looks like him.

Over come by embarrassment i lose my focus and before i can stop them, the creatures are gone and on their way down to the worlds. I have been spending my time mostly around a single world, it seems like a beautiful place, Nature really out done herself making this. So many different colors of plants and trees, most of my creations like to feed off of them. I would try and apologise to Nature but like Light our powers are too similar.

I look as my latest creations, the two legged furless things as they begin to stumble around with no idea what to do.

Can they even survive? It wont be easy but i really hope they do. I hope Death doesnt think they are to weird.

As i am watching these strange new creatures walking on two lege i begin to wonder how Death is doing in his own realm, wishing i could at least see him, maybe to see his reaction to the new creatures.

Before my eyes my veiwing window changes from the world below me to a barron rock, confusion enters my mind, i have never seen a world like this before.

Its him!

I can see Death, He is just sitting besides a large rock with what looks like a few of my new furless creatues. His eyes are alight with joy and amusement, It seems like they are talking about something but i just cant here them.

He seems to really like them!

I feel so light and full of energy, i need to make more and help them survive!