In the beggining, there was nothing. No beggining, no middle, ne end. No color, nothing bright, nothing dark. Nothing long, nothing short. Until something, wanted to be something. That something is a "thing" known as Shiroihi Gakō.
"Fuck, i'm bored..." said Shiroihi as he sank into the nothingness.
*Click*
"Who's there?" Shiroihi said, startled.
"Who I am does not matter."
"Yes it does you Idiot!"
"What did you just call me?"
Shiroihi was pushed back by a mysterious force.
"Woah!"
A pencil rolled into view, the only thing Shiroihi has ever even seen in "his" life.
"What the hell is that thing?" Asked Shitoihi, not knowing if it could talk.
"Yo" said the pencil
"It can talk?" Shiroihi said with a stunned look.
"Bro, we've been talking for the past minute or two!" Said the pencil, still looking mysterious.
"It was you?"
"So?"
"What do you want from me?"
"That doesn't matter..." said the pencil, "anyways I'm here to take you into the real world.