There was nothing until he willed it.
— unknown
Existing between all existence, causality, time, and space, a formless and incomprehensible entity known simply as The Creator sits ever bored, this being by its own choice to give the sensation to experience Boredom. Having one external purpose, this purpose being to create. For as long as anything will exist and has existed, all it has done is create, typically being multiverses to add to his ever-growing collection, which he coined the miliverse.
The miliverse encased an infinite existence of multiverses these all contained universes connected to more universes. the infinity countless number of multiverses all form the most complex yet beautiful view possible. There is no word, phase or possibility in which a way to describe the image. Yet even with all of this, the entity was not quite satisfied with his creation,s it was all too predictable for the creator of all that is, and will ever be. Finding all of this quite the bore to put it lightly.
The being had no reason to possess such emotions, satisfaction, and boredom. These were emotions of living creatures, conceptual creatures — these being emotions it had created for them. Yet it chose to give itself these emotions anyway, for no better reason than to make itself seem more poetic, or perhaps just more interesting. Even while knowing no being would ever be able to interact with, much less communicate with, the Creator, this was simply but a pointless addition to the being, yet it seemed to have no desire or thoughts to remove them.
Even with this sinking boredom and having the ability to create a being that could communicate with it, it had never developed such a being. This being for one true reason, there shouldn't be a reason to create such a being that could, a being of this caliber would simply be a waste of all that is, for it would have no personality or even emotions as the cost of the abilities it would be bestowed upon. These abilities may be the end of his grand creation.
Yet this was not entirely true.
As a matter of fact, this one idea of a rule was about to be changed when, in an instant, less than any time that could ever conceivably exist, something changed this idea of a rule, all stemming from a simple conversation. A conversation with a conceptual being and a simple yet extraordinarily powerful man, a man that shouldn't exist, this man was a mistake, making him the very first it had ever made.
Within this first and potentially last conversation between these two entities a incomprehensible being and a man, more from that singular instance, one of the most important creations was about to be made, the creation of a creature, no, a being that could even rival the creator himsel, for no conceivable reason other than for this mistake to have his wish finally fulfilled.