A blob-shaped soul floated in the dark void and
'What am I?'
'Who am I?'
'Where am I'
'Am I alive?'
'What is life?'
'Why do I know all these things!?'
The newly born soul was in turmoil, it didn't know what was happening. If this were a book and this was the beginning, it would go like this; This is the story of a soul born with wisdom. But this wasn't a story, and this wasn't the beginning, yet it also wasn't the end nor the middle.
...
Years passed, and the soul was still in the shape of a blob.
'I am bored,'
'What is boredom?'
The blob-shaped soul asked himself philosophical questions every day and pondered over life, his existence and the world.
...
More years passed, and the soul was gradually gaining a shape. Its shape was that of a young boy.
'I want to be a..'
The soul stopped and continued to wonder.
'What do I want to be?'
Many years passed, and the soul still thought of that subject and finally figured it out one day.
'I will be all!'
And as though by some miracle, the soul finally completed its metamorphosis and gained a shape, the shape of the soul was that of a young boy's. The soul had white hair and red eyes. The young soul's nose was a little long and its skin was fair, its chin was straight and its eyebrows looked sharp, it was naked too.
"This is too unsightly, I want some clothes!"
It no longer thought but spoke instead. Its first words ordered the Omniverse.
And with the stirrings of the universe. The strings that controlled the Omniverse spun rapidly and a fine piece of clothing was weaved for him. It was a dark robe made from the darkest abyss.
"No, it's too dark, I'm not evil, change it!"
The boy frowned, shook his head and complained, the power of the Omniverse stirred again and destroyed the robe that was made from the darkest abyss. It was a comical scene, a young boy ordering the world.
The Omniverse stirred again, and another cloth was spun for him, this time it was a white robe that was gotten from the light in Seruvim's lamp on his bedstand.
"No, too white and bright, I'm not some goody-two-shoes either, come up with something better will ya?!"
...
"No that's too brown!"
"That's too grey!"
"Too golden!"
"Too plaid!"
"This is it!"
At last, the Omniverse finally spun a cloth that was worthy of him.
A black-grey suit that fitted him perfectly, a white undershirt that seemed a bit too white. A black feathery top hat that had a golden-yellow crow eye embedded a little above the brim of the hat, a grey clip that held the white bow tie on his neck, a pair of white gloves and to top off his little young master appearance, a bronze monocle.
"Wonderful, absolutely wonderful!"
And with that, the soul wandered off.
...
Many years and the soul met many beings, he learned many languages and fought many battles; he grew a lot but only looked like a teenager although he was already nearing close to his 556th awareness day, which he learnt people called birthdays, but the little soul still insisted on calling it awareness day.
Years with those people made the little soul realize something was off about him. He still didn't have a body. He didn't want to ask that nice "person" who helped him with his clothes those years back, if he did that, it could take forever to form the perfect body after all bodies were not like clothes which one could pick so easily.
The little soul looked for many ways on how to form a body for himself, but couldn't find anything on how.
Years and years passed, the little soul never stopped trying to form a body for itself, it tried everything it could think of, but to no avail remained unsuccessful.
"What am I to do?"
As he asked himself that question, the little soul gained a sudden epiphany. It didn't yell out any words like, "Eureka!" or "That's it!"
The little soul immediately went straight into action. It grabbed the air and dozens of things appeared at the tip of his ten fingers. They floated mysteriously and seemed to call the little soul's name... If only he had one.
The little soul lifted the first finger up and floating with it was the first ingredient, a stone that matched the colour of his crimson eyes. The little soul pointed randomly and the crimson crystal floated off in a seemingly random fashion... It dissolved and formed the frame of a body. The body had nothing on it, no hair, no genital area, no eyes, no nose, no mouth. The only thing it could claim to be its, were his limbs and internal organs.
The little soul seemed to be in deep concentration and lifted up the second out of ten fingers, and with it floated eight black spider hairs. He flicked the hairs towards the body frame and they stuck to its head, once stuck to the head, long hair grew out of the head, making the head of the body seemed a little occupied. The eight spider hairs grew longer than the others and moved around the body elusively. They, however, no longer looked like hairs, but instead eight black spider-like scarves.
The soul lifted a finger and came up with it were two bright red jewels; he flicked them towards the body and formed his signature red eyes. From then on, the body became more complete. He flicked a green crystal, and the body gained "Life", he flicked a bright purple liquid towards the body and the body became able to reproduce with his "Life".
The little soul flicked a clean row of white balls, and the body gained a mouth and teeth. The soul flicked his hand and with the gesture, a pair of two rings flew towards the body to form a nose.
Then the last three most important parts came next, but the last three objects were nowhere to be seen. And as if talking to someone who asked where the last three things were, the little soul pointed to the void above his fingers and spoke.
"Why, they're right here!"
And as if to prove it, he grabbed the void which he called the first remaining object and flicked it towards the almost completed body. The invisible object formed a smile.
He grabbed at the second piece of void and flicked it towards the body. It formed a sense of humour. And as for the last...
It formed a heart.
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