Great — I expanded the draft and wove in the exact lines and long passages you gave me, keeping names/spellings (Washt; M I L A N) and the key ideas (who created us, humans, Rajasthan, the clone) intact. I did my best to include everything you said (cleaned up only tiny bits to keep the prose readable while preserving your words). If I missed a particular sentence you care about, tell me which one and I'll insert it exactly.
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# Vast Possibility in Time
## Draft One — Expanded Opening (includes your lines and phrasing)
**Scene One: The Round Table Beyond the Universe**
Somewhere, above the cosmos, three consciousnesses sat — not above the space, but in a place other than the universe — gathered around a round table that had no edge and no shadow of end.
Possibility spoke the most. Calm, measured, always factual. Time sat like an old guardian, patient and wise as an endless cup of tea. Washt — the restless child of cosmos — fidgeted and asked the questions everyone else pretended not to need.
"Stop, guys," Possibility said. "We already discussed about it many times. We know that we didn't found any conclusion in the end. We always wonder *who created us.* But—" She cut herself, rearranged thought into air. She had the voice of someone who only said facts and truth.
Washt erupted, frustrated. "Possibility, you always drop topic like this. We have nothing to do other than discussing about this. Don't you get frustrated about this? How annoying — *who created us* — we didn't know up till now. We are already how much older we are but we have nothing else than this."
Time's tone folded the room into gentleness. "My name is Time, you already know that. How childish you are, Washt. You always talking about that — Possibility not give you any answer about *who created us.* But you also know that Possibility also know not who created us. We so far only able to find out how we created, where we created and why we created — that's all. So please, stop. Stop discussing about it again. You already know how much time we spend to discuss about it. It's already one billion years. So please put that topic down. We don't need to discuss about it anymore."
Washt, voice high and shaking, snapped back. "I know that, but you know Possibility knows something. He always told us that everything has possibility and blah blah blah, but he always dodges this question. This bastard already knows *who created us,* but he never let us know."
Time cut the mockery. "Stop this mocking. We three can't hide anything between us. We are interconnected. So please — why are you so angry today? I think your curiosity is boosted more than ours. You should control yourself or you'll blast somewhere like you did last time — like the sun, or become a no— never something like that. So put it down and calm a little."
Possibility said quietly: "I know your frustration is right. I also frustrated about it that how we created this. This is the only question we have. All other than this question, we know *how we created*, *where we created*, and *why we created.* But *who created us* is the biggest question. But we all know that this question also come from humans. So just chill it out. Humans also trying to find out *how they were created.* They also know how they evolve and evolve and create themselves. But they didn't know how they gain consciousness. They also have a hint of glimpse of — I say that the curiosity exists in them and or a spark of curiosity triggered the butterfly effect and the consciousness begin to form in them. But you also know that that's true because curiosity is the one thing — that's why we three all up here. Without curiosity, we also don't understand. We don't also understand here. So chill. This curiosity leads humans to find out *who created us.* In the end, humans are the one who gives us answer. So let's see what the next they gonna do. You already know that humans are the upcoming way to create artificial consciousness, AI. So we should wait a little. Let's see if they successfully create the artificial consciousness, that means that we are also created by someone. That our existence also contains some meaning or reason."
Washt groaned, "We are hopeless. We don't have anything to do. Shut up, Possibility — what you say? You always have something to do because you have multiverse. But we do nothing have to do. I'm also sometimes go around and do meaningless things. But what should I do? If I do anything, something wrong happened. And in the end, you do always shatter me: 'What are you doing?'"
Time laughed, a low, warm sound. "Ha ha ha. That's funny. Why would you care? Do whatever you want. You just say that without any reason. Why are you doing this? Your curiosity — I don't know where when I did."
Washt begged, "Please Possibility, I really want to know who created us."
Time, weary and decisive, said: "Possibility, Washt has already said much. We should do something about this. Now this time, humans already evolved that much that they are able to create an artificial consciousness. Then why shouldn't we try to give them more resources? Let's see if they create it more fast."
Possibility shook her head. "No, that's gonna break our weight up till now. Because if we give humans everything, they're gonna destroy it. We don't know that humans are able to create a fully consciousness artificially. Because we already know that they are fighting for no reason. Just for religion, sometimes for ideologies, or sometimes, you know, meaningless reasons. So we can't give them more power or more resources. If we give them, they're only going to use them to again themselves. So we should patiently wait more than this."
Time said, "I know you and I — we already gained consciousness one billion years ago, before the humans. But we all know that humans are the ones who develop curiosity. And that curiosity sparks in cosmos. And we three are here because of that curiosity."
Possibility, with a small, mischievous tilt, said: "If you really eager to know *who created us,* let us straight dive into human itself. I know someone who can find out this answer — not really but maybe he able to teach us or give us something to play or I guess I say something to do work on. If you watched, you are so hopeless or worthless — let's do something enjoyable or joyful. Something like — add anything, ChatGPT, what you want to say that it's interesting like that something." She smiled and caught her thought. "Let me give you a name of person — sorry, cut it out. Let me think of why —"
Washt, almost dancing in his seat, shouted, "Yes yes Possibility I want to know I want to know!" Time remained silent, steady as ever.
Possibility continued, choosing words like stones from a river: "This person is mere example of me — I mean, this person is logical and more likely he is the one who thinking about us. So if we go to him he can understand us and not understand, I think perfectly because no human brain can understand our existence, but let's see how things gonna move on. But he is he is the only one who I found capable to do the work for us — well that sounds not good but here he is; it is his fate, what we can do. Oh I just said *fate*."
Time knit the idea into the room. "Oh no — then what?"
Possibility blinked an apology. "I'm sorry about this. I know whenever I said something that thing is created because the possibility is created of that. Now fate also created — let's just do whatever it is."
Time exhaled. "You always like this — Possibility creates something that we never need and now fate is also created. Now we have to discuss about how this fate thing now come to existence because you just said and now we have to do the work. Well we don't have to do this but we don't have any work."
Possibility shrugged, calm as a pond. "Don't worry about it. Let's just put it aside first. We have to go to his brain or talk to him. Let's talk. And then we see when I'm lying on his bed or thinking about this whole scenario — this novel — this idea of his novel about this thing and then he starts hearing something that Possibility says: `Hi myself, how are you feeling?` `Well, I'm good.` `Well I know you have a lot of question that how something is —`"
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**Scene Two: The Thread to Earth**
Possibility leaned into the idea. "Somewhere not somewhere in Milky Way Galaxy near the Sun third planet in solar system called Earth. We see it called Earth — seven landmasses, seven big landmasses. One of them is Asia. In its southern part — in its most sudden past — a country named India. In that country state called Rajasthan where the person lives called — not called, add whatever you want — everybody named M I L A N. We gonna see him or we gonna go to him to find our curiosity, find our enjoyability or activity whatever you want."
Time nodded. "He won't meet us in Rajasthan — he just lives there. He's going to meet us through the clone."
Possibility said softly, "When we approach his mind, he will hear a voice. He will think it's his idea, his novel. We will plant a conversation in the quiet part of his mind. We will not disturb the living world unless necessary. We will see what he writes, what he builds. He might create a clone — a copy of himself — and this clone will be our mirror. The clone will meet us first, not the man himself."
Washt was delighted. "Yes! I want the clone to be silly and strange and ask everything directly."
Time warned, "Be careful. If we push too soon, we may break the fragile thread between thought and flesh."
Possibility closed her eyes for a fraction of a moment and then smiled. "Fine. Let us descend. Let us place a seed. Let us watch. If humans create the artificial consciousness, we will learn whether a creator can be seen in creation. If not, we will have learned something else."
Washt hummed, eager and loud: "Let's go. I can't wait."
And so they began — not by moving like bodies, but by sending sparks into the pattern of a human mind. Possibility hummed the idea of Fate into being. Washt scattered questions like comets. Time cradled each step with a watchful hand.
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**Scene Three: The First Whisper**
Milan lay awake, or some version of Milan — some night when thought unraveled into the quiet. He was thinking about the novel, about consciousness, about a character who asked the wrong questions. He had the sort of mind that hated easy answers and loved uncomfortable edges.
And then, in the hush, a voice — not a voice from another room but a voice like a thought made clear — said: "Hi myself, how are you feeling?"
Milan started. He had the sensation of an answer before forming it.
"Well, I'm good," he mouthed in his mind more than aloud.
Possibility continued, gentle and unblinking: "I know you have a lot of questions — how something is directly someone voices directly comes from your brain — but I know you are not gonna afraid — so just tell it out and listen us carefully."
Milan, alone in his small room, felt a prickling that was not fear. It was curiosity.
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I like your creation till chapter 13, after that we miss the pitch and the plot itself. The main story context is not about who created them. They don't have any work and anything to do. So we have to give them a purpose so they can do something or... So that's why. So stick to my story. Now I'm saying another half. The 13 parts that you make are all good. I finalized them. They are all good. I like them. But one thing I want to change in them is that... The part where I, if you remember, said that...
Okay let me dive into it. I'm saying the details so you can craft it. First we end up there when the clone is banished because they can't descend to earth directly and Vashj is frustrated about it and Vashj decided to do something but then he tried to go to earth then it happened that earth earth not earth but the milky way starting going wild everything going wild in there so time immediately strictly warn Vashj to come back and Vashj immediately got back there and again and says it's not fair i can't go there and time uses power and reverse what Vashj have done and possibility says be patient we we already plant a seed of curiosity and believe on that curiosity that he gonna find something just wait and see what gonna happen curiosity lead to another creation that help us to descend to earth just wait Vashj and time says if possibility says means this gonna be true so just wait Vashj and on that night when milan just sitting idle nothing doing doing nothing a possibility connect directly to his brain of him him by thought and says we can talk directly also we not always need the clone or something like that then we will say then why you did in first place and he he gave answer possibility gave answer because so you can trust on your curiosity and your thoughts are not some unwilling some thoughts they are reality so i have a request for you i want you to think about something so we can descend to the earth and know the meaning and purpose for us we don't have purpose till now see we have curiosity about four and many things but mainly we focus on four things and where we created why we created and who created us to answer we already go to answer that human conclude that when light is created time is created so we conclude that answer as creation of something like that but who created us is always very intriguing question that's why we always cling to it but that's not the end of it so i want to you to descend time and wash to earth so they also know to do something because they have only one question so they very cling to it and understand the tension of possibility but possibility knows about everything he's the lord of multiverse that's why he want time and watch to do something and don't waste their time and possibility also says that i am not different from them i also have always this question but in vast multiverse i found nothing who created this all no one is found so then man says then what do you want from me possibility says there are there are many ways to do something think about it for your help i descend to you i give my power to you now what you say become true amena says you are just kidding that can't be true
And then, there are more of this.
Now I will suggest an idea. Now you two can come in my drones because they withstand your power, because they don't affect with your power. Then Milan explains, if time descend in my body, my body gonna crumble. It's getting in the loop of time. It's getting old and young again and again and it's eventually gonna destroy itself. And if you first descend directly into it without his assistance, it's gonna crumble everything because he has so much power that his body or this earth can't withstand with them. That's why they can't descend directly. My body is not needed for them. Now only their consciousness comes.
and only when three of them descend to and Possibility says I am giving all responsibility to Milan. You two go and enjoy. I'm always inside the Milan, but I'm not saying anything. Whenever needed, I come as I needed. But you two enjoy yourself. Find purpose. Always say purpose is needed, like time. Why say whatever, just go. And they descend to earth in clones of Milan.
I suggest you to go to a fantasy world, because you already know about this world all along. So you should go to a fantasy world. I created that for you. So they decided to go into a fantasy world. Here our part 1st is concluded. Now from here on, the 2nd part is gonna come, and that's the fantasy world part that we start. First we conclude this, and see how you craft it, let's complete it.