It happened, what? No idea.


    Feelings, sensations, toughts, existance itself maybe.


    The thing is that just a minute ago I didn’t exist, and that confuses me to no end.


    I … What am I? A hope? A dream? A thought? A living being?


    No, none of those, but rather a fusion of them, I am a tought, a hope, a dream, a being, a prayer, I... am a god.


    [some minutes later]


    I am a god, yet, where am I?


    Black, no, void, that’s more precise, I am in a space made out of void, yet it has a shape… egg? No… an acutual sphere not an egg.This content has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere.


    Interesting, yet strange.


    If I am a god, then what is my rule, my dominion…


    I hear something, a breath, no, a whisper.


    A wisper in a rather primitive languaje, one composed of grunts and emotions, yet I could understand it perfectly.


    ‘h-help’ the voice said quietly,


    hmmm? Does this have to do with my powers?


    ‘h-help us’ the voice knew nobody was listening, but it still wispered once more.


    ‘help’ it said again weakely.


    A woman, no a child, a boy? If only I could get out of this space.


    Then the space that contained my body craked and it shattered open.


    The light was blinding, although it was dark, I spent all of my life in the void space, were light didn’t exist so this was almost hellfire to my eyes.


    When my eyes adjusted, I could finally ‘see’.


    I saw that I didn’t have eyes, neither a body.


    I am without a form, still a tought, still a pointless hope.


    I heard it once again. ‘help us’ it was the boy again.


    He had 5 years or so it seemed.


    Black long hair dirtied by dirt.


    A mix between a wolf and a human.


    He wore a pelt of a grey furry creture in order to keep his heat.


    He was bleeding, he was filled with injuries and some bruises.


    Hmm? Why do I feel weird around this boy?


    Is he my creator? The one that made me exist? Should I help him?


    ‘h-help my si-….’ the boy went unconcious.


    Hmm… what if i do this,


    I took part of my energy form and I willed it to circulate like blood in the veins of the boy.


    His wounds started healing, his skin started generating a dim black light.


    Oh right I just remembered.


    What was my power again?.


    End of the chapter 0