[i]Being immortal means you will never end.[/i]

A void. A vast, expanse of completely blank space that went on forever in all directions. In a time when light and dark were the same before the beginning, devoid of light and yet one could see everything at once in a massive, overwhelmingly desolate panoramic vacuum like a night sky without stars.

[i]You will exist past eternity and into the phantasmic naught.[/i]

The cold was bottomless. Before the rules of physics had come into play, an impossible cold that amplified with each passing moment. Or rather, a moment that didn't pass, as time had yet to turn. A marked void with a temperature beyond negative infinity.

[i]You cannot cease the simple act of being.[/i]

She drifted in a less-than-nothing, locked within the hellish trap of existence. The rules had yet to be made, and in their place was a nature of reality best termed as having purpose in less than nothing at all. Beyond Chaos and Order alike, beyond the Void before there was being and before a mind had ever turned upon itself.

[i]There is no beginning, and there is no end.[/i]

And it is in this hell that She lived, not wanting, not desiring, not acting. And so the less-than-nothing remained, undisturbed and unfettered.

...boring.

Utterly.

Sickeningly.

Boring.

[center][b]"Create."[/b][/center]

A system.

I have to create a system.

First edict: Something exists.

Second edict: Possibility exists.

Third edict: What "can be" may become "what is".

Fourth edict-

[center][b]"Create."[/b][/center]

Nothing split into black and white.

Power condensed into a single point, pushing further into itself as if about to burst.

[center][b]"Create."[/b][/center]

Fiftieth edict: Energy exists.

[center][b]"Create."[/b][/center]

One hundred and twenty-sixth edict: The definition of a world exists.

One hundred and twenty-seventh edict: A world is a possibility.

[center][b]"Create."[/b][/center]

The system which applies to the world. The laws that govern the basis of what is. The shaping and molding of what is not and can not be.

[center][b]"Create."[/b][/center]

A light for a world.

A "good" for the beings of that world.

A system has been created.

The first system has been created.

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Ellona Kisaragi awoke, and was not Ellona Kisaragi. 

Or perhaps it was better to say that what had previously been called "Ellona Kisaragi" was itself a falsehood.

What "is" had diverged from what "should have been".

No matter.

The being that had Ascended sat up in bed, a slight smile gracing her features as impossible knowledge filled her mind.

"...how very interesting. I wonder if the others Awoke as well."

[b][center]"Create."[/b][/center]

And so the tragedy began.