In the depths of the void, there is a single thing floating. No, to be exact, it was not floating but existing. 'Floats' do not exist in this place, nor do logic operate. Even reason cannot form its sentence in this place.
But nevertheless, something is there. Existing within the void of nonexistent. It was a boy– no, a girl— no, it was not it. It cannot be defined by 'who'. It's shaped like a man yet no features align its body.
Its presence is a tall, glowing yet not shimmering radiant that penetrates the void yet it is still consumed by the void.
It moved– no, it did not move, rather the void itself moved. Slowly, and slowly, the formless entity took a shape. Human shaped, yet it still cannot be called a 'human' in a sense because it lacks 'humanity'.
By then, the form opened its eyes, it was empty– not metaphorical, but in literal sense, it's nothing. No iris, no pupil, simply a blank that came out from the horror movie.
It opened its mouth and the void vibrated, he said, "'Who' am 'I'? 'What' am 'I'? And what is 'I'?"
A genuine question, not commanding, not remorse, no hesitation, nothing but a simple question even a kid could answer.
And slowly, it moved, this time, physics was born. It 'walked' accompanied by void. It traverses 'nothing', like a snake who ate its own tail, never ending 'walking' into 'nothing'.
And by then, it became a 'he' as reason was born, and logic came to exist. It– he, born of 'formless' and traversing in 'nothing', has now gained 'something.'
And again, it spoke, a gentle yet difficult voice "I am… nothing. No, I am everything?"
He sat at the 'nothing' and contemplated, and finally, he arrived at a single conclusion, "I am?"
And with that, something stirred. No, something was born– no, it was simply an effect of what he just said.
He looked above, he saw 'THEM' and he looked at below, he also saw many of 'THEM'.
Confused, he raised his hand, like a maestro, he weaved his hand below and something happened.
A panel appeared, it showed him, a same feature as him. They were fighting, he cannot identify what they were fighting but he knows it was 'evil'.
Then he looked above, 'THEIR' features, formless, blank, comical–drawing empty eyes and a twisted smile etched onto 'their' face.
"Why… is your face like that?" He asked, yet no one could hear. Ignoring them, he looked at the panel once more and something caught his eyes.
A wavy blonde hair like a gold, sapphire eyes that even a void would be shaken, her slender body, her green stylish dress and a sword on her hand, that cut through the air.
And he, a thing born from this nothing has seen perfection. Like a flower blooming in the sun.
He muttered, "Beautiful…"
It was a foreign word, so alien he didn't know the meaning of it. He doesn't know what he just said, but there's one thing that he knows, it was good.
Soon, a grin appeared on his eyes, glinting, he weaved his hand again, this time, with purpose and soon, he gave something to the girl.
UK or United Kingdom, its history was greater than any and profound by any. Rich in culture, be it in talents and experience, it was undoubtedly the greatest among all.
And, at the palace, its structure was well maintained, it was the house of the royal family. A rich and powerful family that controls the United Kingdom, and inside, at the training room.
A girl with wavy blonde hair, sapphire eyes, slender body, wearing a tracksuit that clung to her body and a rapier on her hand.
Her form, like water. It moved in gracefully like a flowing water, every thrust pierce the wind and accompanied by a fire and wind energy that perfectly synchronized.
And soon, with a flick of her wrist, the wind and fire turned into a small tornado that quickly dispersed.
"Clap! Clap! Clap!"
The sound of hand slapping each other echoed in the room, and she looked back.
It was an old man, wearing a butler outfit and towel on his arm.
"As always, a genius truly born in the royal family, princess." He gently said, before bowing.
"Thank you, Albert." She smiled at him, as Albert handed the towel to her. She took the towel and wiped the sweat that poured through her head in gracefulness.
"Princess Rachel, as splendid as a flower you are, may this butler ask a question?" Albert spoke in polite manners, he remained quiet as she nodded.
"3 months from now, I heard you'll be going to Seoul for enrollment at the Heroes Military Academy as a representative to the royal family." Rachel nodded at his words, and Albert continued,
"By this, are you sure? The Seoul area was filled with unknown threats that may hinder your progress."
Rachel once again nodded, before replying, "Hm, that's true. But the academy was built solely for the cadets to train, so don't worry, Albert." A smile bloomed through her face as she looked at Albert.
'Princess… You've truly grown up.' He silently commented,
"Then, this butler has no more questions to ask."
"Then, I'll resume my training, Albert." Rachelle added, as Albert nodded before taking a step back, he bowed and headed out. Leaving Rachel alone at the training room.
"He worries too much, and… I have to get stronger before he comes back here." Rachel then resumes her stance, before she can continue, something caught in her eyes.
Something was moving, and before she can proceeded what she was seeing, it came crashing to her face. Though, it bare no painful feelings but still, she looked at it.
"A… spirit?" she widened her sapphire eyes and looked at the wind spirit.
The wind spirit shook its head before looking at her, "That's right, master! Slphy is a wind spirit! I may be a lesser one but I can be useful!"
Confused, is what Rachel felt, who would have thought she magically able to see spirit.
"But… How am I able to see you?" Rachel asks, as Slphy tilted her head.
"Hmm… maybe because of our deep bonding?" Slphy replied, before shrugging off.
'It's kinda cute…' Rachel thought as she silently poked her cheeks, and the spirit showed a blissful expression.
"Hehehe…" Rachel silently giggle before silently thought,
'I wonder why I was able to see her.'
With that, she didn't know, a being was taking a liking to her.
And now, back at the void, he looked at Rachel's happy expression fondly. He didn't know why, but seeing her, something stirred within him.
"Next time… I'll give you more of it, so… wait for it, Rachel."
And thus, a cosmic being and taken its 'first step' into the story.
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Hi, author here! I'm new at writing so please, enjoy this fanfic. I'm kinda excited how to write this novel but I hope you'll taken a liking to it!