Disappointment washes over me.
I find the most worthless memories and thoughts I have ever experienced.
It reminds me of being a rock.
These things' original thoughts are as boring as they are peaceful.
Ten billion years it spent alone, in silence.
Stars formed and died around it as it gained self-awareness
Literally around it.
I believe it turns kinetic energy into mana, so the center of a star is a perfect place for to grow.
Like a biological mana converter, but it can only take in so much energy before releasing mana liquid.
It wasn't until life started taking shape that it began to grow curious.
Up to that point, It thought it was the only self-aware being within the scope of its energy.
The star it was buried in gave birth to life after ten billion years of living in solitude.
The sun's rays carried its mana to the planet and the first signs of life it noticed were the organisms of the sea.
