A curious scene will greet the eyes of whomever is reading this.
A white space, blank as the memories of a child. Unmarred by any creation, and yet simultaneously and patiently waiting for all creation with seemingly bated breath. A realm without spirit or soul.
Until the appearance of a member of the most chaos inducing race in the entirety of the multiverse.
Humanity.
Thankfully for the realm, it was but a young member of the race, at approximately 20 earth years. Earth being the planet of origin of humanity of course.
Curiously, this being seemed to be of twisted fate and time. One peek into its body structure and clothes would let anyone know that this being was from the "twenty-first century", as referred to by members of its race on the planet. A time period over a million earth years years before this human's appearance in this strange timespace, one aging back close to the origin of humanity.
Yet both physically and spiritually, the age of this being was most curiously, still 20 earth years. No organization or god forbid, single being would be even close to capable of this. Not even those humans, especially after them barely scraping through their constant and almost always civilization ending racial tribulations.
Time and fate manipulation have always been far beyond the reach of any discovered being. Regardless of strength, status, or riches, no being could even reach for such things. The currently discovered limits to this realm of achievement have been brief glimpses of potential futures and the ability to sense changes within fate without any detail, the former being an ability more useful for further study into the secrets of time and no real use due to its finicky and replaceable nature and the later being an outstanding power that has displayed enough strength to turn tides of wars upon wars, but not enough to actually turn back time or change a being's fate.
This type of incident, if caused anywhere else would cause a huge commotion amongst the ranks of those human hating races in attempts to reach for this human's body and use its curious fate to end the "unending and undying scum" that they saw humanity as. This human would undoubtedly be glad when it awoke from its slumbering.
Oh look now! It's waking!
A soft groan escaped the mouth of this human as it props itself up on its shoulders, its eyes still shut.
"Ohhh…what time is iiit…" It stretched its arms up and swung them around in attempt to loosen its body no doubt.
"Hmmm??" Its eyes shot open as it seemed to finally have noticed the absence of a sleeping unit beneath.
"What the hell?" it muttered "Am I still dreaming?" It seemed to delude itself into believing he was dreaming, finally relying on that seemingly omnipotent sense of pain to convince it otherwise.
"...Where the hell am I…?"
Well I couldn't stand his ignorance much longer so I took form before him. I utilized a simple decoding method to identify the language and quickly realized it to be "English", an ancient human language, affirming my will to be friendly with this strange entity, seemingly beyond the reaches of time and fate.
"Hello!" I stuck an appendage out for it to shake, implementing that "warmth" into my voice. The inconsiderate human disregarded all of these of course, and leapt back out of what I can only assume was fright.
"Olden humans truly are strange! Or am I using the wrong gesture of greeting? Perhaps the language?" I mumbled that last part, making sure to imitate that innocent sparkle in the eyes of those younger humans.
Its legs were still tensed, ready to flee, its arms still shaking, but some clarity seemed to return to its eyes as it muttered its first word in our not so long interaction.
"H-Hi…" It hesitated for a moment before reaching for my extended appendage and gently grasping it to give me a "handshake". Its concern seemed to disappear as it shook my appendage. Humans truly are a curious race. I was curious about it, and by its quickly changing expression I could tell it was curious about me too.
And well frankly I'm not one to hold my curiosity. "What a quick change! Are you curious about this situation?" Human emotion expression is an incredibly difficult art to master, especially for beings who are not human. It is also an incredibly tiring art, but I was determined to keep it up. My eye twitched and warped this way and that to show my emotion through my most human characteristic.
"Oh well…yes i actually a-" It stopped mid sentence, and narrowed its eyes at me, no doubt delighted by the perfect manner I conducted myself.
"Yes?" I concealed my excitement, waiting for his answer.
"Well uh I have a-a few qu-questions if I may ask!" Oh! A stutter! My sudden appearance and the induced fright seemed to still not have worn off. What great expertise in emotional masking!!!
"Well go on! Don't keep a hungry man waiting, isn't that what you humans say?" I curled my eye into a smile.
"...Hungry..?" It seemed to shudder as it looked at me. Curious. It looked at my eye once more and seemed to think for a moment.
"Well for…starters…" it started carefully and softly, how truly polite of it! Its eyes suddenly grew cold. "Where is this?"
Hmm? A curious feeling bubbled up inside me. "What do you mean…human…" My appendages extended outward subconsciously. This human's words incited something in me. My mind seemed to dull as I tried to find what it was that it did. And…(&%&#()@#@$&(@$#(&
My mind went blank.
A few words escaped my vocal chords as my consciousness and intelligence were being reduced to scraps.
"What…did….you do…HUMAN!"
The unidentified human moved carefully backward, step by step as the centipede-like appendages of the eldritch alien creature expanded and extended outwards, its strikingly human eye dulling as rage seemed to take over its intelligence and sense of reason as it leapt toward this human.
The scraps of intelligence in this multi appendaged being looked toward the eyes of this human, holding onto its ability to see with feverish curiosity. Wanting to see the final expression of the rarest being it had ever laid its eye on.
It wanted to see the fear in the eyes of this human. He wanted to see what this being that crossed time and fate saw in its own eye.
The being pinned down the arms of the human with its appendages, puncturing skin, ripping muscle, breaking bones and pinning the pitifully small human to the floor.
Its giant singular eye was bloodshot as it searched the face of its victim for fear.
It found no fear in the face of this human. Instead it found a strange bitter smile and a pair of eyes that matched.
"Well it was honestly great, meeting you here, as the first sentient being. It's quite unfortunate that I'm dying here today, but well. I expected this."
The alien creature's eye widened.
"Wha…t?" With great strength of will, the scraps of consciousness left within the creature forced the word out of its incapacitated vocal chords.
"I suppose I should satisfy at least one of your curiosities." A sense of grandeur attached itself to the words of this human, causing the maddened and violent motions of the appendages to stop temporarily purely out of reverence for the last words of this ancient human.
"My name is Sen Mirrogran, the inheritor of humanity." An appendage shot forward and stabbed the heart of this human.
It coughed up a few drops of the blood that now threatened to clog its airways.
"Well?" It turned its adamant gaze towards the quivering eye of the Multi-appendaged being pinning him into the ground.
"Who are you?"