'Nothing produce everything, Everything goes back to Nothing.

In the beginning, God create an existence from a mere formless entity.

Eons of ages for the existence but for the powerful God, it was only a mere day, the various form came into being from a mere breath of the formless entity, producing wonderful and diverse existence.

From nothingness to chaos, from chaos to law and order, from law and order to existence.

After time immemorial, The Great God create her very first breath of life. They are her most beloved creation.

Anarch, whom she blessed with the power of Chaos.

Ordo, whom she blessed with the power of Law and order.

Vita, whom she blessed with the power of existence.

She make them to administrate their respective blessed world. The chaotic world, The world of Law and Order, The world of Existence.

The God has bathe them with her presence, but…..

The God left.

Leaving behind her creations and her most beloved three great creation.

The world grieved of her departure, Creation and three beloved great beings stood in wait for her return and grace them with her presence again.'

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Ella a graphic designer in name, lazily lounge on her rattan chair, basking in the sun.

She has given herself half a year vacation by accumulating her vacation days for five to six whole years. Ella felt that she really deserved this vacation, and she very much needed it.

Everything was well and fine except the constant ringing of a robotic voice processing inside her head.

"Ding..... Initializing….Ding….. binding with host….5%, 8%...30%….."

"Can you keep it down? damn it! someone need some rest here"

Ella snap in annoyance but her expression soon resume back to her salted fish expression. She does not have an extra emotion of panic or shocked or curiousity at the sudden sound that ring inside her head half an hour ago.

The thing or rather, the system did reduce the volume, only then did Ella nod her head in satisfaction, leaning back, closing her eyes and resume her sun bathing stance.

After another half an hour of silence, the system in the end concede, initiating a conversation. "Host, aren't you curious on what was occuring right now? If you have a question, system 111 is ready to give the needed information"

After half a minute, Ella answered back lazily with two simple word "Not interested"

System 111 who was readying itself to give a detailed information "….."

The basic duties of a system like itself was to provide detailed needed information with the host it bound so, even if it met such a strange host, it still explained the reason why the current events occured.

"Host, your personal online graphic world design from the **** world creation app, the world which you create called World of Ellatine aside from being almost perfect and in sync, host great mental energy and loved of the world have bear a real existence of the World of Ellantine. Since host was its creator, the responsibilities of looking after and governing the new universe was to be shouldered by host. The High Order of the future great Universal beaureau have send me, system 111 to assist host for the initial times"

"Oh…."

Then Ella get back to sleep…she was not even listening to what it said. She only vaguely heard World of Ellatine…. Universal Beaureau…. assist…. oh, and also Responsibility ….shouldering….

"Huh…. responisbility what?!"

Ella finally paid attention, snapping her eyes open wide.

What did they tell this lazy bum to shoulder again?

The system calmly explain what it said before. It was a proffesional system and could deal with any kind of host…. umm…. any kind…. maybe…

After carefully listening to the system description, ella burst her eyes open wide "No WaY! Let those high order something choose a suitable person to govern the world, I'm not doing"

"Only the creator could look after its creation with however way it like as long as it does not broke the rule of the Universal Beaureau"

"Fuck! Let me talk to them!"

Ella snap, demanding while pumping her fist fiercely.

"Host does not have enough rights to meet the beaureau, Atleast take care of the world for one year and host will earn the rights"

System 111 replied back seriously.

"Heh, who are you trying fool, then I am not going anywhere, If you forcefully send me away, I will sue yo-"

"Beep…. transferring process complete, may host work hard to make her plane the best among the countless other plane"

Ella could not finished her word when she was cut off by being scattered in countless white light.

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Yu Fukuro:

I am so excited on how i will proceed on with this work.

Wish me luck! Owlings!

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