Nothing, there was nothing—absolute nothingness. Nothingness ceases to exist, although there was just him, the Artisan. Now, the Artisan was just there, and nothing was going on (literal), just living in the non-living, no format, just always there, above the governor of plain nothingness, the essence of his own abstract, concept, and future. So he decided to create a dot that would expand into light rapidly, and so it is and was from a single thought—everything. Now the earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of the Great Architect hovered over the bottomless ocean. It was like the earth was its own realm, just like heaven. There is currently no end, just pure perfection. For it was through the double transcendent places of heaven and earth, two places in one state and one realm.

After his world of the creatures of the sky and the surface, he created a man, laying on the ground lifeless. "Adam.." He then gasped air, eyes wide open, "Huff!" He heard the voice again. "Adam?" His eyes looked over towards a man standing beside him, standing up. "Ye are forever conscious under me. Speak, for thou have a mouth." He then spoke for the first time: "Who- W-We...? ...W-What are you?" said Adam. "You are the son of the Most High, higher than the creatures of the sky, whilst I AM." Without the knowledge of a thought, his mind created the first click, although speechless. He didn't know the endless arc of this "man" had, although he knew it at the same time. He felt his aura, which will surely be influential for all. "Stand ye, for it is a gift, the gift of the legs of the body." He extended his hand to Adam, the first use of the hand by man. He then took the hand of the man, using the gift of stance. He walked with the man, and he saw the beauty of the endless world. Birds, lions, trees, grass, dirt, and much more.

Adam is currently limited to free will, which has unlimited possibilities, although he does not know his own will. Meanwhile, not knowing he himself was the embodiment of perfection, the balance of The Artisan's everlasting world—all of the future, past, and present—was perfect. Adam officially opened his eyes to the truth. "I perceive... the truth before my eyes, solace I witness, and the One." Said Adam. His eyes begin to fade in; his sight sees his own cells and all the animals of the earth; then he notices something... "Oh One, why do all creatures possess a mate whilst I remain partnerless?" He realizes relationships before they even begin. "You require companionship with a mate? So be it; your spouse will be troublesome for your children and the children of your descendants. The conflict of the future events of your children will struggle on his two feet, although he shall stand tall." Adam did not acknowledge it, for there was no knowledge of evil.

Adam felt someone touch his right shoulder, love without sight, love at first sight. At the sight of the mother of man whom he'd never met, he fell in love, and vice versa. Created from the rib of man, the woman. "E-Eve...?" Said Adam in pure shock with his hands on her shoulders. She smiled, and vice versa.