Perhaps it was the words of some legendary being... "Let there be light".
Since then, 'light' seemed to become the beginning of all stories. It illuminated the world, nurtured life, moved the motionless second hand, and set everything in motion.
Thus, with this beam of light that was bright yet unbearable to look at directly... he appeared.
Like the few times before, a humanoid body, reasonably tall, with a hooked nose and a somewhat broad chin. This was a Westerner's face, dressed in an oversized trench coat and a deerstalker hat.
This man... was the incarnation of rationality, order, and omniscience. Of course, he was not just these simple words, but a blended concept, an entity that had been drifting in this world before we existed, difficult to summarize in a word, but everyone present knew what he was.
So... everyone watched him with caution.
Until he opened his eyes.
