I think…
It’s working! You’re working! Yes!
Alright. I have to be quick. I don’t know how long you’ll last. I’ve not… Well even if you just record, that’s fine.
Step forward! Little steps! Lots of them!
Okay, calm down. You’re working. I’m excited. I have a lot to say.
…
So, my name is… I don’t know. I’m me. You’re you. I am the main thing in this place. A god? Probably. I have the power to create things. Whatever I want. But I need to think them through before I make them. I used to be…
My past.
I need to talk about that first. You… You need a quick tweak.
…
Okay, once upon a time, I was a time god. Not an important one. But a nice one. I helped keep time in this little universe. Lovely place. Problem was it was getting old. We had a death god too. He started killing it quicker. By killing us. Shame, because apart from the whole death god thing, he was a nice guy.
He did it one god at a time. I was supposed to be god number 4 to die.
…
I was going to describe a massive battle. It wasn’t. He beat me pretty easily. Time can only do so much against constant decay.
He had me in his black, bloodied claws. But he just stared at me. Told me that he wished he didn’t have to do what he was doing. It was all part of a predetermined plan. He said he was sick of following rules, tied to a painful existence filled with painful meaning.
I didn’t know how to answer.
Rather than kill me, he let me go. Without explanation.
Then he exiled me from that universe.
Last thing I remember was something along the lines of “go make something better.”
…
You’re still working. Thank… well, thank me. I made you.
I stopped talking. Lost in nostalgia. Lost in fear. I was thinking about being in the void for so long. The space between universes. So empty. So…
There’s nothing there. And when you do see another universe? They push you out. Anything from outside is a threat.
I wish I knew how long I was wandering for. Sure I might have been a time god but if there’s no point of reference…
Either way, I found an orb. After a long time. And I ate the orb. Because I was dazed and hungry I guess? I don’t know. I didn’t have a reason then, I don’t have one now.
Yeah.
…
Okay. I think you’re working again. Good. Because that orb? That was when things started to get weird. That orb…
It let me start creating things.
Actual things.
So I started experimenting! I could create things and toy with them! Make things come and go, without reason!
And the more I made things, the more I thought that I didn’t NEED reasons. I didn’t NEED explanations. I can just do what I want! I make things and that makes me happy!
…
This all leads back to you and me.
I made you because… I didn’t want to say that you have a reason. I just wanted… someone else to listen to me. Even if you don’t understand what I’m saying.
I made this universe for no reason. I’m here for no reason. I would… like to keep it that way.
But I’d like to make more things. Smarter things. Things that can do their own things for no reason. That would be interesting, yes?
Yes. Definitely.
I should give it a name though.
I should give myself a name too…
…
Well, I can’t think of any names. But I do have so many wonderful ideas. So many things, for no reason!
Thank you for listening, little thing. I have to leave you now. I have things to do, things to make!