At the start there was nothing, but at the same time, there was everything.

There was no one anywhere. Yet, everyone was everywhere.

Without the existence of time and space, everything was irregular. The world, or whatever that void was full of this contrasting characteristics.

Until there was a time, or it happened at start of it all, that It was born.

A sentient existence, capable of thinking, feeling and most important of all, take action.

The being was "born" with a strong sensation of change, to create order and mantaint it.

So he tought of the void around him, and created space.

With a single breath he created time, wich flowed in a single direction endlessly.

But the space he created was empty, and the feeling of time passing without any event, bored the existence.

So he created something to entertain him while time passed, Life.

To keep the order he so desired and adored, he created something to oppose it, Death.

The new world was beautifull but it quickly bored the being again.

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There was nothing new, there was no thrill, Death was so natural that life just accepted it with a smile.

Besides that the Space was getting full, because there was to much Creation, so he formed the opposite, Destruction.

Destruction and Death worked together to bring a great excitement to the all-powerfull being.

Since then, Life began fearing Death, so it joined Creation to protect eachother.

From that point forward, their dispute brought forth a gigantic chain reaction.

New concepts were created and spread across all the space-time. Beings began understanding these concepts beginning to becoming the concepts themselves.

A hierarchy, of this powerfull beings, from the All-powerfull Being to the lowly mortals.

This chain of events was amusing to the First Existence, for a few billion Eons at least.

And now this existence was bored again.

It's gaze crossed numerous realms and several universes.

A single glance could easily perceive several universes, timelines and even more people.

Until he found ... them.

Every single one of them was weird. A mysterious force seemed to coil around them, a force that was out of his control.

What is it? It didn't matter. After countless eons, there was finally something interisting happening.

A ideia passed across his mind. With a single tought, a new realm was created on a separate space.

This realm was shaped like a tree.

There was world on it's center, from there countles branches were formed. Each branch being possessing a world.

From those branches, smaller branches were created wich also possed worlds in them. On the Smaller branches, leaves were created, once again, with worlds in them, albeight smaller.

With this new realm, the First Being was satisfied, a new stage for a play had been created, it was eager to see it.

It once again glanced at the strange mortals.

The ones he had watched, had already died during the process of the creation of the "stage".

Now the actors of this play were their grand-grandchildren.

Now to set the actor on the scene.

A excited grin filled the cosmos, and the First Existence, Erstesse, snapped it's fingers.

Their vision was covered in black.