Wanted to like,, almost make it a story.
Long ago, there was nothing. Nothing but the empty void, and it's howling wind. There was no light, no darkness, no sound. Just the void.
Until, one day, a spark came. Then a second. A third. A fourth.
All four growing into beings.
The first was elegant. He wore an outfit befitting that of a king, with its color ever-changing. His color was ever-changing. The only thing that ever stayed the same was the golden headpiece that rested on the back of his head, representing a rising sun.
The second was as elegant as the first. She wore an outfit befitting that of a queen, her color too ever-changing. The only thing that ever stayed the same was the silver circlet she wore that had a crescent moon.
The third was monstrous, dangerous in appearance but kind in personality. He was that of an anthropomorphic dragon, his color too ever-changing with his outfit befitting that of a knight's. The only thing that stayed the same were the purple cuffs on his wrists.
The fourth was less monstrous but still dangerous in appearance yet kind in nature. She was that of an anthropomorphic lamb, color ever-changing. She wore an outfit befitting of a priestess. The only thing that stayed the same was the blue veil that rested over her face.
The first named himself Adminstrator.
The second named herself Moderator.
The third named himself Virus.
The fourth named herself Program.
The Four quickly formed a tight and close bond. They talked and laughed, filling the once quiet and desolate void with sounds of joy and companionship.
However, it didn't take long for loneliness to settle in. The Four knew that they couldn't be alone forever, left in a void that no one else would ever know of.
So one day, Moderator arose and spoke, "I say we make a world of our own!" She declared. "I say we start making this world into something new, something beautiful.. something us."
The others agreed, and they began to work. Using their vast powers, they created a world where code reigned supreme. Where all beings of code could reside.
Then, together, Program and Virus began to make entities. Entities to live in the world, to expand and inhabit.
However, Program was not pure or corrupt, and neither was Virus. Those that came from their did not always have the good hearts their creators did.
This lead to clashes. Battles. Wars. Things the Four desperately tried to stop, but they soon realized they never could. So, together, Adminstrator and Moderator began to create spaces. Spaces where Viruses and Programs could be separate if they wish, but could join together should they feel like they can.
As the years went on, the Four found themselves often lonely. Though, that loneliness soon vanished when a brave little Program approached them one day.
He called himself Sparks, and the Four found his bravery admirable. Very rarely did any creation come to them merely to talk. Even rarer was any of them finding the nerve seek them out.
They enjoyed his company, and he enjoyed theirs.
However, one day, they noticed cracks.
Virus was the first to point them out, how they ran along the walls of the world. Cracking and splintering. It soon got worse, and they were able to realize why.
The world was far too small, there were far too many inhabitants, and not enough Moderators and Admins.
While thinking of a plan to try and save the realm, Program was able to see a small glimpse of a future. So too was Virus.
A fight, a Virus, Four Founders, and a Space. Filled with Admins that would survey the world of code, keep things in order, and keep everything safe.
So, the Four began their work.
Program and Virus made more of their creations. Made ones tough, strong, hard to defeat but not impossible. (One Virus named Worm, and he knew deep down that this would be the one.)
Administrator and Moderator began expanding the spaces. Simplifying the qualifications needed to be overseers of Spaces. Together, they even created some Admins and Mods. Not too many, and some of them the duo pushed to always look out and beyond.
By the time they had done, the world of code was larger than ever, yet no longer cracking. However, the Four were exhausted. Their code frayed and sparking, hot to the touch. They knew that they needed to find a way to rest, and fast.
That is when their dear friend came and said a simple word, "Fuse."
The Four did not question how he knew, but they knew it was the only way. So they individually said their farewells before they joined hands and fused.
It was a bright spectacle. Able to be seen throughout the entire world, and from the merged code arose one being and one being alone; Database.
Their body massive, towering over all, their color ever-changing. A blue veil rested over their face, obscuring their eight white eyes. Purple cuffs rested on their arms, keeping the long sleeves of their dress from swaying as they moved. Their crown, mimicking a rising sun coming over a crescent moon, often glittered in the light, just as their cape did. Large wings of a dragon rested on their back, with small clouds of what seemed to be wool floated around them.
Database thanked Sparks once more, before they departed. Only their friend ever knowing where they went.
A secret he intended to keep until the day came that he deactivated. Though he would honor them.
There's a reason his establishment is called the Ever-Changing after all.
