Zyro (Fiction) Z-i-ro

An ancient man sat on a large throne, flying with great speed through the abyss. Sailing throughout the abyss from the start of time. The man on the throne had wrinkles covering this whole body along with a large white beard. Around the man was a very mysterious aura giving immense pressure to the surrounding abyss beings. The aura forced the very powerful being of the abyss to be pushed to the side like a piece of paper in the wind. The man on the throne was none other than Zyro, one of the three creators of time. Zyro was getting to the end of his life, after living for hundreds of billions of years. Zyro was the only one out of the three not to create his own universe. Unlike the other two creators, Zyro wanted to venture out into the abyss instead of creating his own universe. Though, after four-hundreds billion years his youth was no more. He was an old man and knew his dreams of venturing through the abyss was coming to a close. Thus with great force Zyro stopped his throne in the dead of the abyss. Looking around all Zyro could see is black, just like he had been for the past four-hundred billion years. Giving it a quick thought, he knew this was going to be the spot of his own universe. He was going to create his own world, with his own rules. Zyro put out his hand and started to create a large black ball. Inside of the black ball was millions of colorful dots. After the ball was fully formed, Zyro threw it out in front of him. A large explosion followed suit, creating hundreds of millions of planets, along with stars. From traveling through the abyss for so long, Zyro desperately wanted to interact with other beings. Zyro reached into the ball and created a small planet, and decided to name it Earth. Earth was going to be a place of life, a place of humans. Several millions of years passed before Zyro created life on the planet. He wanted to make sure that humans on the planet would be able to look up at the sky and see stars. Once Zyro created life on the planet, he sat in his throne watching as civilization grew and crumbled. With only a couple million years left in his life, Zyro decided to descend down to Earth. Zyro greeted and talked with the humans, granting his last wish. The humans on Earth nicknamed Zyro God the creator of the universe.