Time has not peaked ye- huh?! What have we here?!

Well well WELL!!! A little excitement my way cometh! Look at what I found! Why hello there little fellow who wants to use a childish address as opposed to the name your parents blessed you with! Little [Author pen name - Jack The Ripper]! Welcome to my attention!

It seems you are interested in entering a world filled mostly with characters who sit behind paper, an electronic screen, a holographic display, or technology that interfaces with the brain. Well now! Look at this! Average intelligence and human. . . It looks like we'll have to work with what you've got. Some things I describe will not come to your side well due to your world's advancement and your comprehension. No surprise, I am more ancient than your world is in the here and now in your life. However, I am as ancient as my world is. We will get to that later as it seems like you're starting to wonder which train of thought you wish to follow.

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Now then, boy! I believe your attention has returned to me?

Back to earth as your people say?

Good! Allow me to introduce myself. I go by The Undead.

I was created on what your world’s fiction has come to call an alternate reality.

In this reality, the Creator decided to give humanity a chance to let their accusations of Him play out. Yes, a Creator! We can discuss Him and your world later. Right now the topic of discussion is myself!

I am a Watcher of sorts. Except I do not have an official designation. I am a cosmic storyteller who answers to those who are relevant to the universe. And my task is to observe the beings in a little ball in this infinite universe, and describe them, their affiliations to the creator and the other beings here. I show who is good, fair, corrupt, broken, or manipulative. Your kin seem to have scrambled the meaning of the word evil so you or your readers might have an aneurysm should I use the word evil often. It is of no consequence to me as you are in an alternate reality. But having chanced on this source of entertainment, I am loathe to go back to my former tasks.

Imagine your daily boredom or anguish when you study or do what many identify with as the 9 - 5. Now multiply that by over 15,000 years. That is the boredom I shall alay by telling you of my story. Though, seeing I do not have an official designation, I now do whatever The Undead can to pass time when he cares not for the antics of your mortal kin who seem to love self-destructive or pyrrhic endeavors.

Just 15,000 years? Child, your hair has not sufficiently changed its colors to the point where you would have forgotten that I stated that I was C-R-E-A-T-E-D.

Arguing? Good! I would have promptly abandoned you if you had no spirit! And your arguments and discussions will continue to further entertain me. Anyways, back to your argument.

You mentioned that your credible scientists proved that your earth was millions of years old and that might even extend to billions of years old? Using carbon dating or something you do not know? Sure, remind me that you have average intelligence or no interest in learning about it.

No worries. I’ll tell you what you can understand later. Maybe you will have critics or fans who help you flesh out these arguments as many heads together bring more ideas than just one will to the humans in your present time.

About your scientists. First, I will confess that I am not omniscient. I am not omniscient in my reality, clearly not omniscient of yours. I am however quite the expert on what happened while I was alive. And there is no shame in admitting that my young undead self was not yet bored with everything. So he did not focus on absolutely everything that happened at the very beginning. But I was talking about my reality.

Yes, I am over just 15,000 years old. There is no point in not rounding that number off as any other value is rather useless to you and your readers. Furthermore, age stopped mattering to me well over 12,000 years ago.

We will save the fleshing out of my origin for another one or two of your chapters while clearing up the age right here. The Creator created the planet earth in my reality. Whether He did this just before creating me or eons before and came back to it for His special project, I cared not and still do not care. Even if I care now, I cannot really ask Him and we will discuss this when we discuss which accusations He decided to validate in my reality.

Back to the Origin. He created the planet, then He Created me. And then He decided to spend nine days creating all that mattered or maybe you would like to think of it as programming life? That is an inaccurate statement but I care not how you convey it. Your readers' interpretations might entertain me. In bringing my excitement back to life, maybe I will change certain opinions on a whim. We can cover the creation week of my world in a later chapter. Worry not child. I will ensure you have a story to share.

The main point is that all life was created after me. In living terms, yes, I am as ancient as my world is. In terms of whether the lifeless pile of dust is older than me? It might be seconds older or eons older. And that is all that matters to me.

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So if we return to your credible scientists, they could be right about the age of the rocks they look at. But in my world, they would be very wrong about the age of life on my Earth.

Now on to your current timeline. According to your most prominent creationist society, the earth is approximately over 6000 years old if we talk about the presence of life on your planet?

Hmmm. . . that would be approximately 8,000 years ago on mine. Let us see. . . .

I think your creationists might be missing a few numbers or I could be mistranslating what I found about their scriptures. In their scriptures, the first HUMANS lived for almost a millennia, which is similar to my world. Yes, they were humans, not vampires, immortals, or other non-human entities. And all other life forms similarly had a more robust life force and span.

Then lifespans dropped dramatically after a flood. Heh. . . . my world had no such divine flood. . . they do however have me to blame for such destruction. A story for another day.

Now, back to those humans. My world had a few more generations before that "flood." So your 6,000-year-old Earth would be closer to 8,000 on mine. BC would officially extend to 6,000 if I cared enough to let your forefathers' leaders know that someone did in fact know the age of life and their world.

However, as you will get to know, I do a lot on a whim. And investments really do not matter to The Undead. Yes, THE Undead, there are no other undead. Again, a story for another time. Maybe you can make that a bonus chapter if you cannot figure out how you would fit that tidbit into your story. And you have my permission to flesh it out into an entire chapter if you are that bored and if I do not have much to say about being the only thing on Earth, and probably the only being in the Universe that is Undead.

So back to my age, in my world, at the time you are alive in yours, I just covered how I would be 8,000 years old instead of 6,000 years old. Missing context be damned or filled in later. That time would mean I am telling you this story from around 7,000 years in the future. Not your future as I am from an entirely different reality. Just the future. The dumbasses have destroyed Mother Earth. . . .

Not really, they were about to and I could not stand it anymore. So I pushed them out. Hm? No, maybe you should look into what a tree-hugger is and tell me about it later because right now, I do not think I qualify as what you believe a tree-hugger is.

I did not push them off the edge of the world, we had a planet on not an illogical flat plane. Everything is a part of something. A plane has to have a start and an end. That would give it edges and that would make it illogical. The only thing close to a "logical plane" or what those Chinese authors of the fiction you wasted most of your time with, would be the infinite Universe. Except it is even more illogical. This Damned thing doesn't seem to have an end or even a beginning or even a most important point (removing divine context from this consideration)!

So. . . .

Did you just say “so what?”

So What?!

SO WHAT?!!

Little thing that reads marvel and dc and somehow thinks those dumbasses made infinity quantifiable enough to make something bigger than infinite and more powerful than omnipotent. YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND JUST HOW MASSIVE AND DAUNTING THIS IS!!! I will say that maybe you failed to understand the point those comic authors or their fans on forums tried to say. Or maybe you and they are dumbasses who managed to drag everyone down to their level to operate with their norm as a standard.

Infinite has no end. For mortals like your people and created beings like me, infinite starts at one point, and then it keeps on going forever. If you spend eons in infinity and find a way to go back, it might seem to be infinite both ways. That might give you an idea of the universe.

Hmmm. . .you seem to have some fellows who say that infinite does not have a beginning. It appears they forgot or never took mathematics. Your people may have been aware of infinity before mathematics. Or maybe they took a different starting point to their version than my world did.

Both the ancients and the latter generations in my world best-conceptualized infinity with mathematics. Mathematics started at 1 and had 0 added for a magnificent place holder which brought the origin to the null point. 0 became a valid point. It even equalled before existence and that was before life.

Were there things before life?

Yes. But we are limiting this to our planet. In this context, the planet DID exist before I and the inhabitants of my earth were created.

So shouldn't that be existence?

Are you asking that question for others or for yourself?

*Sigh* Never mind. . . Maybe you’ve picked up on what I and my world have used as the basis for existence in this introduction. Or maybe you have not. In which case I would start losing hope for you and yours.

Everything before life was irrelevant. It did exist indeed; as your dictionaries say, it was there. But it was not existence or being, a continuation of oneself or even life. Hence, everything before point 0, all the negative numbers, are irrelevant to life. In our world, this was established as point 0, the point between the relevant and irrelevant. If they were relevant, 0 would just be another number and not an important point.

What am I getting at with this rant?

I am trying to get at how illogical and incomprehensible the universe is. Should we use infinite for location instead of accounting numerals or life, the ancients I have met have traveled in one direction. Never met an endpoint.

They traveled in a straight line as fast as they could. The speed of light was irrelevant to us and I sense that you are not bored enough to crunch the necessary numbers to understand. Maybe I'll make you do it later regardless of whether you like the idea or not. The point is, beings who were millions of years old, never were blocked from proceeding further. They found something interesting to spend some time on before proceeding with their journey, or they went right back to where they started their journeys.

Now they could be lying or selectively sharing information with me. But at our level of power, boredom, and more. Lying brings us no benefit and even less entertainment value. Many of us just work on research or look for a way to die.

Your agnostics who do not believe in any form of divinity, or a branch of them that do not believe in any higher power and believe science trumps all. They likely would argue that until this is proven otherwise, the box of our universe is just bigger than beings like us can comprehend.

I may be a 15,000-year-old child compared to the millions and billions year old geezers I have crossed paths with. Everyone I met and spoke to and myself included, all of us are willing to admit that the limits might just exist and might even be beyond our current reach. But if they do, we are ants compared to those who have found the extent or for whom our "infinity" was established.

Now, from the perspective of us geezers (and my childish self) who have dedicated millions of years of their lives to researching the limit of this box, we regret to inform your "genii" who believe infinity to be quantifiable and lesser than other abstracts, that they are even more irrelevant than we are. And in all the traveling and researching done, we failed to find their car's extended warranty!

Ha!

Heh ha Haaaa!!!!

Young fellow, this was a grand old time spent together. But I sense that you will not do anything productive with your life today if I continue to indulge myself.

So now go away! Get away from the computer you are using for this story.

Make something of your mind and body today! Look at the body you have right now! You have wasted soooo much of its potential! Do something productive to help you grow in spirit and body!

I will be seeing you tomorrow child.

A mere day means little to someone at my age. Be well and keep foolishness and stupidity away from your thoughts and actions if you wish to see tomorrow.

CHERISH every day of your life! A limited commodity has so much more value than one with an endless supply.