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Exist∞Nihil – (Existence & Nihility)

AshNek
Before time, before matter, there was the Absolute Being—an existence born from nothing and cast into an endless void. That void, stretched infinitely in every direction, offering no sound, no light, or any change. Eternity passed in silence, and isolation became the Being’s only companion. To escape the crushing stillness, the Absolute Being began to create. From that emptiness, emerged countless worlds—each shaped by different laws, each seeded with entities and lifeforms of staggering variety. To these creations, the Being granted power—forces that allowed them to build civilizations, wage wars, forge peace, and govern the fragile balance of their worlds. Some used their gifts to protect existence, while others sought domination or annihilation. Entire histories unfolded beneath the Being’s distant gaze. All of it served a single purpose: entertainment. The struggles, triumphs, and tragedies of mortals filled "a" Void with motion and meaning. Yet as ages turned into eternities, even creation itself grew predictable. The rise and fall of worlds blurred together, and the Absolute Being found itself once more staring into boredom as vast as the Void it had tried to escape. At last, the Being reached an unsettling conclusion. If creation was no longer enough… then there was only one way left to be truly entertained. And so, the final experiment began.
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