Long Time no see, Ima just leave this here for @flashfictionfridayofficial s FFF350
In the beginning, there was the Void and nothing but the void. And the void felt lonely. And the void started to imagine what could be. It dreamed of worlds, full of things it never knew, colors rampant and everywhere, loving and sentient beings in all corners living in harmony. Sometimes it dreamed itself an active participant, but mostly it liked to just watch.
Time was not yet a concept so there is no knowing how long the void dreamed up all these wonderful and beautiful things. Eventually, just as a child grows tired of the same game over and over, the void grew tired of harmony. This was when it started playing with different ideas, sometimes itself as the hero freeing a universe from wanton destruction, sometimes being the wanton destruction.
It eventually grew tired of this as well. So it started craving something inside itself, but inside in a way that it's dreams just aren't.
It wanted something real.
So it began trying to create something from nothing. It began by creating an avatar for itself, forming it in the same way it used to form it dreams. It named the avatar chaos, for chaos is where everything stems from, where everything will yearn to return to. Chaos shall be it's voice, it's way to experience what the world will be like. It then set up the basic rules for how everything shall move, afterwards it sprinkled the seeds for all materials and live into itself. Tired it lastly decides to create a force, one that moves everything all at once, without break for eternity. It created the concept of time.
With that it went to sleep, leaving Chaos to control the universe it created for itself.
It awakes. Many millenia have passed. The Universe is whole, many a planet with live on it in many corners of it. It connects back to its avatar.
A flood of memories, sudden, a big wave of everything that happened in this universe, accounts of all live that ever lived, every planet, star everything be it small or large. It took the void another decade to process it all. It liked what it saw, Chaos reigned true to its will, making sure live existed everywhere.
The void was happy, it felt satisfied, filled.
It felt still alone. Chaos was a good avatar but in the end it was but an avatar, reigning over everything, it could not be a companion to the void, it could not convey memories of companionship, as that was never it's purpose.
So it made a new avatar, one for each living thing currently in its universe, all made to fit in seamlessly, all made to experience all there is to their lives. It waited for them to live their lives.
It fell asleep again, only a few decades this time.
Once it woke again some of its avatars where still alive, but most had finished their lives and thus it listened to their memories first. It took its time, enjoying the loving embrace of a mother, the joyful running around, but also tasted the bad parts, the pain. It felt companionship for the first time and once it had fully absorbed all the memories of all it's avatars it felt ever lonelier.
So it tried again, twice the amount of avatars this time. Same result. Again. 8 times the amount of avatars. Yet it only felt even lonelier. It tried many times, increasing the amount of avatars manifold, until eventually all members of every species where it's avatars. Yet it could only feel loneliness after absorbing the memories.
After realising that the memories would only make it feel lonelier, it became sad, knowing it could only live companionship through memories, but never by itself.
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