i think i started existing at some point.
...or maybe i didn't...maybe i was made before reality was really made? i don't know. i was and am not able to see.
...although i can feel, but that's not important.
but, at some point, either long or shortly after i was 'made', something else was made.
...sorry, i'm not good with time. or space.
oh, sorry, i'm getting off track.
this 'something else' had stuff on it. and though it was a little difficult to understand at first, i saw/felt the stuff on the thing, and it was giving me...i guess it's called 'life'?
well, anyways.
the things weren't intentionally doing this, they were just trying to keep themselves alive.
...oh, right, that's what they were doing.
sorry, i had forgotten that that was what was told to me...
...or, the fact that i was told that at all...
...who told me that again?
...oh, right, you wouldn't know.
anyways, at first it felt rather nice, but then it started getting boring. it was mostly just the same cycles of patterns.
...so i decided to try something.
i willed myself to somehow touch the environment. the stuff that didn't move on it's own. the spot i ended up affecting was the side that was more malleable and streamy, were most of the things were.
provided, it was the greater side, so i guess it was more likely to be the side that i ended up landing on.
...though, knowing what i know now, i would've just tried it on the rougher side first.
but, i guess i never would've learned what i could do if i never did.
oh, right, you don't know what it was, sorry.
what it was was weirdly beautiful. though i wasn't familiar with the concept at this point.
the environment pushed itself out of the way of the area of my influence, bringing the living things underneath it's surface with it.
...oh, did i kill some of them?
...well, most of them were alive, i think. sorry, i'm not good with the concept of life and death.
the water-did i mention it was water?...well, it doesn't matter-kept going in the directions they were going in, and, in a way that was rather mind-changing, dissipated downwards, back into where it was before.
although, it was rather more distressed than before.
i gazed upon the reaction for a couple hours. the stuff crashing into each-other was too transfixing. the rays from the distant plasma ball that was circling around the planet a bunch of times that were being cast into the waves didn't help.
the ball had circled around 13 times around the ground and sea, and the reaction had calmed down.
the rays had recessed back into the haze of my unique vision.
...oh, wait, did i mention that before?
...oh well, now you know.
well, i tried again to get another thrill. it worked, and it was less, but just effective enough for me to try it again a third time. by the fourth time, the living things in the area were a little less abundant. so i had to experiment elsewhere.
...wait, i think i was told to do so. was i?
...oh well, it doesn't matter.
i went to one of the other, rougher sides. i 'poked' around, looking for anything. it was mostly dense, but one bit tumbled away from my influence. i stopped, shrunk my view down so i could focus on this one thing.
it wasn't as thrilling as the water, but i still persisted. i dug into it's fundamental particles, removing some of the atoms from the main body. once i fully removed the third i was pulling away, i tossed it away to focus.
i pulled the electrons from the atoms, and watched as they re-arranged themselves into whatever was closest. in this case, it was the rock, though some new ones joined in.
the third of the rock i had removed had finally splashed into the water, causing a familiar cascade across the surface. it carried its momentum through a creature and into the underwater sand beneath. the sensation was re-invigorating, even for the distance it was away from me.
after some more time experimenting, i had noticed the atmosphere, so i figured to make it more interesting for me, and filled it with droplets of water.
and apparently, after some time, some creatures had arrived to absorb the water, though they didn't really move or react to anything. i could still tell that they were alive, from internal processes digesting sunlight.
i had forgotten about sunlight at this point.
...although, i guess i forgot about sunlight until about now too.
several more active creatures had came up to the surface to eat, too. i was aware of creatures eating each-other, but the water made it hard to see until this point.
more of the passive creatures came and got eaten, until they learned to reproduce above water, with the more active creatures following suit.
eventually the active creatures got really good at moving and living on the surface, and they started to look very different from when they were in the ocean.
although, i could still see the internal similarities.
eventually one made a really interesting circular pattern, with lines going through it. i got curious, and did something with it. i excited the particles, hoping i would wake it up, as that's what would usually happen.
though instead, it violently tore itself apart, spreading it's particles across the surrounding area. i figured that it was a more delicate creature.
i found more of the patterns, made of the same material, but in different forms and absorbing differently strong light waves. one looked like a fire from one angle, so i figured that it must be confused, so i re-arranged it to properly be a fire, and it took off, consuming the dead and chopped rough creatures beneath it. the multi-legged, multi-armed creatures surrounding it reacted, though i wasn't sure entirely what it meant.
it was an upward gesture, so i guess they wanted the fire to be bigger?
i willed the surrounding particles to move more, causing the flame to reach new heights. the multi-limbed creatures stepped back, i took this as a sign as them wanting the circumference to be larger, it was challenging, but i managed.
they then suddenly all ran in different directions, and that was completely unintelligible to me. i wanted to help more, but now they were getting water, and pouring it onto the flame. this dampened the particles making up the fire, so i just let the rest of them run their course.
later, the upright creatures tried again. they put a shredded piece of rough skin onto a pile of chopped up carcasses of creatures of the same species. it had the flame symbol painted in ink on it, so i took it as a sign of the flame.
i burnt the note, and the resulting fire started consuming the logs.
none of the upright creatures reacted, only slowly rotating the dead creature on the assembly the fire was made under.
i did this a bunch of times, seeing a symbol that was made, recognising the pattern on it, and altering it accordingly.
a symbol that looked like ice, i decreased the temperature. a symbol that look like a young passive creature, i gave more nutrients to the nearby buried babies. a passive creature recreating a path in the surrounding area, with a marked area, i move it to that area.
the upright creatures grew the area most of them were comfortable going through. they kept making symbols, and i responded in kind.
this kept going for a few years.
they had eventually started to mark more notes with strange symbols that i couldn't make heads or tails of, and made their young do it.
i had begun to feel bloated. i pushed the excess out of myself, and it started to move on it's own, brightening the area around it. the people reacted to the resulting ball, not seeming to notice the source of my own presence.
they observed and wrote and observed and wrote. i began to feel curious about these people, and decided to observe them. i would've torn them apart just to see things happen, but they did things by themselves, so i didn't see any need to.
a few years passed, and they were all dead and were replaced by their children's children's children's children. i had separated myself a few more times, enough for the people to have enough to write all topics they know about onto their very being.
they had advanced so much, even if they still had to take quite a while to get from where they were to the other side of the earth. they made their bodies live exorbitantly long. they made their shelters larger, so more people could live in them.
but even through all the advancements, they couldn't completely stop themselves from getting dull. they had started killing each-other, which made survival rather redundant.
so i decided to make something that they can kill, and i can keep changing so i won't get bored.
i'm not sure why i didn't consider doing that from the start, in the quadrillions of years that i had existed.
i considered just making my own animal from scratch, but i realised that i didn't know how to do that well, as the result wasn't really considered by the people, and it quickly lost my interest.
so i tried something else, i would re-constitute and existing creature to become notable to the people enough to force them to try new things.
i had chosen a rather large worm, which would munch on livestock. i decided to give it legs so it could run faster, i gave it extra limbs to grab stuff. i gave it more teeth and a stronger jaw so it could bite harder. i gave it horns and a better mind, so it could fight back better.
it actually liked these changes, and even tried to will some of it's own, which i obliged with. it made itself bigger. it made its extra appendages into wings, so it could fly, it took some engineering to get it to actually fly, but i got it to work. the extra traits made the creature more attractive to other members of it's species, so i wouldn't run out.
eventually the people learned of the creature, and quickly tried to dispatch of it. and i just sat back and watched the fireworks. occasionally, the creature made more requests for changes, and i obliged, but not too much. eventually, the creature ran off, leaving the people with not a lot of moving members.
i tried this again, and again, and again. it was always very exciting. the people had even began to advance to counter-act the creatures i sent after them.
...although this too, has begun to get boring...