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Once, in an empty world of almost complete nothingness, three shimmering lights stood within the void, three little stars whose lights would never fade.

Though empty by appearance, the world in which these lights existed was not just some void. Their world was the mass space in between all the different worlds, the space between the spaces if you will; here, all the worlds are connected so the entire multiverse could be seen.

One day, without warning, the three lights began to drift from one another, slowly heading in different directions, rather by some momentum of nature or forced apart, no one could say, but the fact of the matter was: they were moving away.

As they began to drift, two portals suddenly appeared, their origins unknown; one portal for each of the first two lights, and without any further warning, the lights were pulled through, and portals closed.

As for the third light: it continued to move through the void, but no portal appeared to take it away. It instead continued drifting, on and on. As it did so, it was exposed to other casual rifts in which different realities could be seen, in one world, the earth was under the help of giant robots with emotions, in another world, two children were forced to play a board game that could come to life, in another, the humans had learned to bring the dinosaurs back to life and nearly doomed themselves because of it, and the list continues.

And as the tiny star moved through its home, and saw the multiverse for its amazing splendor, the star began to actually think.
For the first time, it felt curious, and it began to ask itself questions. It was curious about all the worlds it could see, all it could find. Simple questions such as: what is that person doing? What is he holding? What will happen next?

Each world seemed to have its own story, and that’s all the star could think about: how the story starts, progresses, and ends.

As linear time progressed, the stories began to become more convoluted, more exciting; each one seemed to become more dramatic, more romantic, and more violent than the next. As these qualities increased, the star began to feel surges and sensations it had never felt before, for the first time, it could feel emotions. It felt suspense whenever the story reached its peak, it felt fear whenever an enemy had an advantage, and it felt joy at seeing the enemy vanquished and peace had been achieved.

This cycle was all the star saw, a cycle that repeated over and over. Until one day, it saw something different.

The star had caught sight of a world that didn’t have the ending it expected. Its story was about a mighty dragon, who had shared his heart with a prince, who grew up to become a tyrannical ruler. The dragon had become friends with the formal mentor of the prince, and the last knight of a very old code. They worked together and became close friends, but then, at the very end, the dragon had died.

Although the dragon had ascended into the heaven of its kind, there was nothing afterward, there was no epilogue, no final parts to the story. The star felt dazed, confused, and ponderous.

That couldn’t be the end, could it? No, it couldn’t be To the star, that was not a happy ending. Sure, the knight and the dragon had defeated the king, and peace was restored, but now the knight had lost a friend, and the dragon wouldn’t be able to meet his son in the story that succeeded this.

That couldn’t be the end, it just couldn’t be. But it was, and it just wasn’t fair. The star kept telling itself, “It can’t end this way! I… I don’t want it to end that way!”

It kept on like this for a while, then the star had a sudden thought: If it was there, in that world, could it do something to change it? Could it really do that? It needed to know, it had to try.
And so, with all had had, the star thought, concentrated, and focused harder and harder, until…

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It worked.

The Star awoke…and looked around. Trees surrounded it, and the sound of rushing water was in the distance. The star thought again, and without even realizing, it lifted an arm. The star was not a star anymore; it had limbs! A body, hair, eyes, and surprisingly it even had clothes! A white shirt and a pair of white shorts covered his body; it almost seemed to stick to him as if it was a part of the skin, except... baggier around the edges.

The new person got up, and started walking, shakily at first due to the fact that he had never had legs before; but got better with each passing moment, and in less than five minutes, it was practically running!

Eventually, it even started sprinting around the forest with no apparent destination.
He finally stopped at a nearby spring to find himself out of breath, the feeling of exhaustion entirely new to him; without even realizing it, it started chuckling.

This was amazing; it was a person.

The entity saw a nearby stream and walked over to it so it could get a look at its reflection. When the entity looked in, a blonde-haired young man looked right back at him. It, no, he had skin, nose, ears, and two bright, glowing blue eyes!

He brought up a hand, and slowly brushed his cheek. It was real. He was real.

There was so much he wanted to do! He wanted to try food, play games, run to his heart’s content! He was human! At least he looked human, and that’s all that mattered to him. He had completely forgotten the reason he had given himself this new form; all he could think about was what he was going to do now. This was HIS adventure, and his alone.

After a long while of exploring, he came to a road at the end of the forest. He looked both left and right, wondering which way to turn; the idea of having a big choice of his own made him feel giddy!

Then a cart drew near from the left side, carrying nothing but hay in its supply. It was a local farmer, making his way to the market to trade. He saw the other human staring in curiosity and pulled over to say hello.

“Greetings there, stranger.” The farmer greeted him with a wave. The entity blinked. It was only with moderate effort, the farmer made no reaction to the strange appearance of the eyes of who he thought was a fellow man.

The Entity cocked his head to one side. This other human had just spoken...to him! No one had ever spoken to him before. Heck, no one had ever seen him before. Was he supposed to say something back? Yes. That was what you had to do. But what should he say? He didn’t know.

He quickly made a resolution and figured a simple greeting would suffice. Wait, could he even speak? He needed to find out.

Swallowing, the Entity’s lips parted, and…

“H-Hello...there. It...is...nice...to...meet...you.”

The Entity’s lips formed a smile of triumph. He just spoke his first words! They may have sounded a little flat and quiet, but he still felt this was an accomplishment to be proud of. However, the farmer simply stared at him with a confused look.

“...what?” Was his only reply. The Entity figured his volume might have been a more critical factor than he thought, and figured perhaps he simply wasn’t loud enough for him to hear.

“I said...Hello! It is nice to...meet you!”

“What kind of tongue is that? I’m sorry sir, but I can’t understand a word you’re saying. Are you some kind of foreigner? I mean no offense, but I’ll be honest, you do kind of look to be one.” He stated, taking note of the Entity’s eyes with a growing sense of discomfort.

Tongue? As in the organ that allowed for clear speech and taste? No, he meant language. That was the only explanation the Entity could work out; but another language? It sounded pretty clear to him, as did what the farmer was saying.

“You really can’t.. Understand me?”

“This really isn’t going anywhere…” The farmer muttered softly to himself. “Sorry, much as I hate to leave a lone stranger out here on his own, I’ve got places to be. I’m sure you’ll manage...”

With that, he trailed off and even made to hightail it out of there; glancing back every few moments to make sure the other wasn’t following him. The Entity just stood there, staring after the person in confusion. He wasn’t really sure how he was unable to understand him, or why he just left him to his thoughts. It was his hope that his other encounters would be a bit more...engaging…

A long time had gone by since that meeting; to the Entity, they seemed to go past in the blink of an eye. With little else to do, he had been moving around the land, in the effort to get to know the new world he had made his way into. He wanted to understand it, to make it his own, to enjoy it as everyone else here did. He would watch and wait as the sun would set into the most beautiful colors, and the moon along with the stars cast their majestic glow over the world; like a million diamonds surrounding a great blue pearl.

He would see how as seasons past, the leaves on the trees would also change their color, and fall off their branches; shortly after, the sky became more grey, and snow would fall, leaving the entity to gaze upon the infinite crystals that fell from the sky to blanket the Earth in endless white. He would watch as the sun shone brighter once again, and the whiteness faded, shortly replaced with bright green! It was amazing!

The Entity was all but stunned at this splendor! He was like a newborn, seeing the world as it could be through new eyes! And better yet, he was able to learn how it worked; how it was ‘put together’.

Any normal person would see these wonders and pass them by without a second thought; seeing their beauty and shrugging them off as something that just happens. But not the Entity. He was anything but human. When he looked hard enough at a snowflake, a drop of rain, a speck of dirt, a blade of grass, the leaf of a tree, an insect, even a person and so much more, he could see how the molecules and electrons worked separately yet in unity in perfect harmony, how the particles were bustling with activity, slow in one area, quite active in another. It became clear, it was all made of the same thing, the same matter, just put together differently.

Being whatever he was, he found he could take the very atoms from the very air, and arrange and assemble and disassemble them in any way he wished. Once, he saw a common stick, how it was made, and after studying just how it was assembled, he took a mass of atoms and made his very own by using the first stick as a template to create a perfect copy.

Out of curiosity, he practiced creating other objects by using originals as templates. Soon, all he needed was a glance, and he could copy an object to make his very own in almost an instant!

However, he found that life was a more difficult thing to replicate. Anything without a will of its own, a simple item of inanimate properties was easy; yet people, life forms, even cellular microbes, were much more complex. Made of something he couldn’t quite understand...just out of his reach.

This often made him wonder how it came to be in the first place. He wanted to learn more, to understand. And so, he made it a goal to encounter others, to further his quest to understand all there was; to them, the world, and to all, they found joy in. Perhaps...he’d even learn to fit in among them, despite rather rough bumps in the road of progress to such a goal.

At the very least, he had been able to learn how to speak the basics of their language to help further communication. In addition, he learned to understand things like their sense of dress; something he tried to replicate himself. He found the reason people even ate food: in order to sustain their energy and survive. This too, the Entity wanted to replicate, but to no avail. He was not human; he was not like them. He did not need food. Even when he took a bite, he tasted nothing. He felt nothing. He couldn’t even swallow due to not having a stomach.

There was a thought. Despite looking like he did, the Entity wondered if he even had any internal organs. Were the eyes in his head even real? On top of that, he wondered if the people of the simple village even know what internal organs were. Somehow he knew, but did they?

All this, his own personal “adventure” had started with nothing more than a simple impulse triggered by a forgotten reason. But with his mind had been focused on being able to fit in and understand the people of this world, to understand the world itself, that simplicity had become something much more and more complicated each day. And so far, they had seemed to be proven fruitless in many attempts.

With a soft sigh, mixed with a tinge of sadness and uncertainty, he looked back at the village he had departed the previous day, and recalled the encounters he had with the people, which were more or less repeats of every other interaction he had.

His brow furrowed a bit, disliking the presence of this sad feeling; he wanted to learn, but he wasn’t sure this particular sensation was absolutely necessary to have in this quest. He didn’t like being treated how he had been in those interactions, not one bit. He could still hear the voices of those people as they began to echo in his mind.

“I’m rather busy right now, I’ve got no time to talk, sorry…”

“You’re scaring my kids, please leave us alone.”

“I’d rather not associate with you, sir, I have a reputation to uphold. I’m sure you can understand, yes?”

“Leave, now, or we’ll force you to leave!”

“Go back to wherever you came from, you glowing-eyed weirdo!”
“I’m warning you, back off and get out of here or force our hand!”

He let out another sigh. He narrowed his eyes a bit as he focused on the village. He didn’t understand why exactly they chose to behave that way. Perhaps it was just...the normal behavior of these people? They all seemed to act in the same exact way around him, so what else could it really be? He continued to ponder this. What else would it take to be like them?

A name, perhaps?

His eyes focused even further as he glanced around him, and once again he saw the very atoms and molecules around him in the way only he could. When he looked at a certain angle, he could see not only their structure, but how they were identified. Every entity that existed was labeled with some kind of identification, like a number, perhaps? Each “number” was differently written out, and no two were alike.

Then he realized, if everything had one, so did he! And sure enough, when he looked, he saw the identification that he was titled with, it was different naturally, and it was going to be how he chose his name!

After a while of translating each digit into the dialect of the people; at least whatever dialect he knew. Finally, he was done. And so he took the name.

“RKmyrum”

Pleased with himself, he figured “Perhaps the next village and people will be different....”

He still held on to the idea that there will be those that accepted him and didn't treat him that particular way. The hope it gave him outweighed the sadness of before, and that hope also gave way to a bit of happiness. Those feelings would be enough for now, and he turned around, to continue on down the road.

More time had passed.

He stood in an open wheat field he had stumbled upon. After he only found more complication, he decided to go back to the simpler powers he had discovered in the first place. But this time, he wouldn’t be using any items as a reference. No templates, no shortcuts. This time, he wanted to try creating something on his own. A simple household item to be exact: a chair. He wanted to make something that was both not too simple, but not too difficult either.

And so, there he was. Weaving and molding the different molecules together to shape four legs, a surface, and a back for it. That was easier said than done. Sometimes, the legs wouldn’t be the same length, or the same width, same for the surface and back. Sometimes the weight was all wrong, or it wasn’t shaped evenly. Sometimes, it wouldn’t even end up made of the right material!

He sighed in frustration as he made yet another failed attempt. He grabbed one of the legs and threw the whole thing over his shoulder with a grunt before proceeding to try once again.

When that chair hit the ground, however, it began to phase in and out of the very dirt. It was...wrong. As if something was causing the physics themselves to act incorrectly. Within a few moments, the chair’s odd behavior seems to trigger something, in turn, causing a tear in the fabric of reality that the chair fell into. Almost like...a glitch, or a breach in what was meant to exist.

Rkmyrum, who was still busy in the process of another attempt, heard the tear as easily as one hears someone rip a piece of paper or cloth asunder...only louder, and more...wrong.

The moment he heard it, he stopped and turned around, and eyes widened at spotting the tear.

“What in the world...did I do that?”

There was a prominent and slightly annoying buzzing coming from the rift, as if there was a huge swarm of bees within in order to produce the sound. There appeared to be wisps of energy coming from the ends of the strange phenomenon. Unable to prevent his curiosity overtaking him, he stepped closer to the tear, examining it thoroughly before cautiously reaching out with one hand to touch it.

The very instant he made contact with the tear suddenly expanded! In both surprise and shock, he leaped away, then watched in amazement as it changed shape, and even seemed to stabilize; becoming what looked like a portal rather than a tear. After several moments of silence, he moved up to it again and studied it once more before pondering what might lie on the other side.

He carefully leaned forward through it, beginning to look around and stepping closer in order to get a better look. But then he felt his foot hit a rock which inevitably sent him careening forward. With a surprised yelp, he fell through the portal completely, with it closing behind him after he was through!

He hit…something below him; at least it felt like some form of ground. Sitting upright, he saw that he was in some kind of dark space. He looked up, and to his confusion, he saw a multitude of floating objects! They all glowed, some more brightly than others. Some were gold, others white, some even grey, but all were rectangular in shape. They were everywhere, as far as the eye could see!

As he pulled himself onto his feet, he looked up and saw one directly above where he fell into this endless plane from, then looks to the many others around him, trying to piece this all together.

As the light of these rectangular objects reflected off of his eyes, he pondered the meaning of all this. For the first time, he couldn’t sense the matter around him as strongly! He could, but it was more spread out, scarce, even put together in a way that would suggest...this was not a normal plane of reality. Yet, he found a faint sense of familiarity with this. Was this place where it all started before he came to that world?

No, not quite. It was similar, but that was smaller. This...was something bigger. And that object he fell through, was that the world itself? Did that mean…all the objects were worlds???

Could he...explore them as he explored the other? Were there whole new things for him to discover at his fingertips?

For the first time since he was born, he would have to think bigger. And it seemed as though he was willing to open his eyes...a second time.

Description
Once, in an empty world of almost complete nothingness, three shimmering lights stood within the void, three little stars whose lights would never fade.

Though empty by appearance, the world in which these lights existed was not just some void. Their world was the mass space in between all the different worlds, the space between the spaces if you will; here, all the worlds are connected so the entire multiverse could be seen.

One day, without warning, the three lights began to drift from one another, slowly heading in different directions, rather by some momentum of nature or forced apart, no one could say, but the fact of the matter was: they were moving away.

As they began to drift, two portals suddenly appeared, their origins unknown; one portal for each of the first two lights, and without any further warning, the lights were pulled through, and portals closed.

As for the third light: it continued to move through the void, but no portal appeared to take it away. It instead continued drifting, on and on. As it did so, it was exposed to other casual rifts in which different realities could be seen, in one world, the earth was under the help of giant robots with emotions, in another world, two children were forced to play a board game that could come to life, in another, the humans had learned to bring the dinosaurs back to life and nearly doomed themselves because of it, and the list continues.

And as the tiny star moved through its home, and saw the multiverse for its amazing splendor, the star began to actually think.
For the first time, it felt curious, and it began to ask itself questions. It was curious about all the worlds it could see, all it could find. Simple questions such as: what is that person doing? What is he holding? What will happen next?

Each world seemed to have its own story, and that’s all the star could think about: how the story starts, progresses, and ends.

As linear time progressed, the stories began to become more convoluted, more exciting; each one seemed to become more dramatic, more romantic, and more violent than the next. As these qualities increased, the star began to feel surges and sensations it had never felt before, for the first time, it could feel emotions. It felt suspense whenever the story reached its peak, it felt fear whenever an enemy had an advantage, and it felt joy at seeing the enemy vanquished and peace had been achieved.

This cycle was all the star saw, a cycle that repeated over and over. Until one day, it saw something different.

The star had caught sight of a world that didn’t have the ending it expected. Its story was about a mighty dragon, who had shared his heart with a prince, who grew up to become a tyrannical ruler. The dragon had become friends with the formal mentor of the prince, and the last knight of a very old code. They worked together and became close friends, but then, at the very end, the dragon had died.

Although the dragon had ascended into the heaven of its kind, there was nothing afterward, there was no epilogue, no final parts to the story. The star felt dazed, confused, and ponderous.

That couldn’t be the end, could it? No, it couldn’t be To the star, that was not a happy ending. Sure, the knight and the dragon had defeated the king, and peace was restored, but now the knight had lost a friend, and the dragon wouldn’t be able to meet his son in the story that succeeded this.

That couldn’t be the end, it just couldn’t be. But it was, and it just wasn’t fair. The star kept telling itself, “It can’t end this way! I… I don’t want it to end that way!”

It kept on like this for a while, then the star had a sudden thought: If it was there, in that world, could it do something to change it? Could it really do that? It needed to know, it had to try.
And so, with all had had, the star thought, concentrated, and focused harder and harder, until…

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It worked.

The Star awoke…and looked around. Trees surrounded it, and the sound of rushing water was in the distance. The star thought again, and without even realizing, it lifted an arm. The star was not a star anymore; it had limbs! A body, hair, eyes, and surprisingly it even had clothes! A white shirt and a pair of white shorts covered his body; it almost seemed to stick to him as if it was a part of the skin, except... baggier around the edges.

The new person got up, and started walking, shakily at first due to the fact that he had never had legs before; but got better with each passing moment, and in less than five minutes, it was practically running!

Eventually, it even started sprinting around the forest with no apparent destination.
He finally stopped at a nearby spring to find himself out of breath, the feeling of exhaustion entirely new to him; without even realizing it, it started chuckling.

This was amazing; it was a person.

The entity saw a nearby stream and walked over to it so it could get a look at its reflection. When the entity looked in, a blonde-haired young man looked right back at him. It, no, he had skin, nose, ears, and two bright, glowing blue eyes!

He brought up a hand, and slowly brushed his cheek. It was real. He was real.

There was so much he wanted to do! He wanted to try food, play games, run to his heart’s content! He was human! At least he looked human, and that’s all that mattered to him. He had completely forgotten the reason he had given himself this new form; all he could think about was what he was going to do now. This was HIS adventure, and his alone.

After a long while of exploring, he came to a road at the end of the forest. He looked both left and right, wondering which way to turn; the idea of having a big choice of his own made him feel giddy!

Then a cart drew near from the left side, carrying nothing but hay in its supply. It was a local farmer, making his way to the market to trade. He saw the other human staring in curiosity and pulled over to say hello.

“Greetings there, stranger.” The farmer greeted him with a wave. The entity blinked. It was only with moderate effort, the farmer made no reaction to the strange appearance of the eyes of who he thought was a fellow man.

The Entity cocked his head to one side. This other human had just spoken...to him! No one had ever spoken to him before. Heck, no one had ever seen him before. Was he supposed to say something back? Yes. That was what you had to do. But what should he say? He didn’t know.

He quickly made a resolution and figured a simple greeting would suffice. Wait, could he even speak? He needed to find out.

Swallowing, the Entity’s lips parted, and…

“H-Hello...there. It...is...nice...to...meet...you.”

The Entity’s lips formed a smile of triumph. He just spoke his first words! They may have sounded a little flat and quiet, but he still felt this was an accomplishment to be proud of. However, the farmer simply stared at him with a confused look.

“...what?” Was his only reply. The Entity figured his volume might have been a more critical factor than he thought, and figured perhaps he simply wasn’t loud enough for him to hear.

“I said...Hello! It is nice to...meet you!”

“What kind of tongue is that? I’m sorry sir, but I can’t understand a word you’re saying. Are you some kind of foreigner? I mean no offense, but I’ll be honest, you do kind of look to be one.” He stated, taking note of the Entity’s eyes with a growing sense of discomfort.

Tongue? As in the organ that allowed for clear speech and taste? No, he meant language. That was the only explanation the Entity could work out; but another language? It sounded pretty clear to him, as did what the farmer was saying.

“You really can’t.. Understand me?”

“This really isn’t going anywhere…” The farmer muttered softly to himself. “Sorry, much as I hate to leave a lone stranger out here on his own, I’ve got places to be. I’m sure you’ll manage...”

With that, he trailed off and even made to hightail it out of there; glancing back every few moments to make sure the other wasn’t following him. The Entity just stood there, staring after the person in confusion. He wasn’t really sure how he was unable to understand him, or why he just left him to his thoughts. It was his hope that his other encounters would be a bit more...engaging…

A long time had gone by since that meeting; to the Entity, they seemed to go past in the blink of an eye. With little else to do, he had been moving around the land, in the effort to get to know the new world he had made his way into. He wanted to understand it, to make it his own, to enjoy it as everyone else here did. He would watch and wait as the sun would set into the most beautiful colors, and the moon along with the stars cast their majestic glow over the world; like a million diamonds surrounding a great blue pearl.

He would see how as seasons past, the leaves on the trees would also change their color, and fall off their branches; shortly after, the sky became more grey, and snow would fall, leaving the entity to gaze upon the infinite crystals that fell from the sky to blanket the Earth in endless white. He would watch as the sun shone brighter once again, and the whiteness faded, shortly replaced with bright green! It was amazing!

The Entity was all but stunned at this splendor! He was like a newborn, seeing the world as it could be through new eyes! And better yet, he was able to learn how it worked; how it was ‘put together’.

Any normal person would see these wonders and pass them by without a second thought; seeing their beauty and shrugging them off as something that just happens. But not the Entity. He was anything but human. When he looked hard enough at a snowflake, a drop of rain, a speck of dirt, a blade of grass, the leaf of a tree, an insect, even a person and so much more, he could see how the molecules and electrons worked separately yet in unity in perfect harmony, how the particles were bustling with activity, slow in one area, quite active in another. It became clear, it was all made of the same thing, the same matter, just put together differently.

Being whatever he was, he found he could take the very atoms from the very air, and arrange and assemble and disassemble them in any way he wished. Once, he saw a common stick, how it was made, and after studying just how it was assembled, he took a mass of atoms and made his very own by using the first stick as a template to create a perfect copy.

Out of curiosity, he practiced creating other objects by using originals as templates. Soon, all he needed was a glance, and he could copy an object to make his very own in almost an instant!

However, he found that life was a more difficult thing to replicate. Anything without a will of its own, a simple item of inanimate properties was easy; yet people, life forms, even cellular microbes, were much more complex. Made of something he couldn’t quite understand...just out of his reach.

This often made him wonder how it came to be in the first place. He wanted to learn more, to understand. And so, he made it a goal to encounter others, to further his quest to understand all there was; to them, the world, and to all, they found joy in. Perhaps...he’d even learn to fit in among them, despite rather rough bumps in the road of progress to such a goal.

At the very least, he had been able to learn how to speak the basics of their language to help further communication. In addition, he learned to understand things like their sense of dress; something he tried to replicate himself. He found the reason people even ate food: in order to sustain their energy and survive. This too, the Entity wanted to replicate, but to no avail. He was not human; he was not like them. He did not need food. Even when he took a bite, he tasted nothing. He felt nothing. He couldn’t even swallow due to not having a stomach.

There was a thought. Despite looking like he did, the Entity wondered if he even had any internal organs. Were the eyes in his head even real? On top of that, he wondered if the people of the simple village even know what internal organs were. Somehow he knew, but did they?

All this, his own personal “adventure” had started with nothing more than a simple impulse triggered by a forgotten reason. But with his mind had been focused on being able to fit in and understand the people of this world, to understand the world itself, that simplicity had become something much more and more complicated each day. And so far, they had seemed to be proven fruitless in many attempts.

With a soft sigh, mixed with a tinge of sadness and uncertainty, he looked back at the village he had departed the previous day, and recalled the encounters he had with the people, which were more or less repeats of every other interaction he had.

His brow furrowed a bit, disliking the presence of this sad feeling; he wanted to learn, but he wasn’t sure this particular sensation was absolutely necessary to have in this quest. He didn’t like being treated how he had been in those interactions, not one bit. He could still hear the voices of those people as they began to echo in his mind.

“I’m rather busy right now, I’ve got no time to talk, sorry…”

“You’re scaring my kids, please leave us alone.”

“I’d rather not associate with you, sir, I have a reputation to uphold. I’m sure you can understand, yes?”

“Leave, now, or we’ll force you to leave!”

“Go back to wherever you came from, you glowing-eyed weirdo!”
“I’m warning you, back off and get out of here or force our hand!”

He let out another sigh. He narrowed his eyes a bit as he focused on the village. He didn’t understand why exactly they chose to behave that way. Perhaps it was just...the normal behavior of these people? They all seemed to act in the same exact way around him, so what else could it really be? He continued to ponder this. What else would it take to be like them?

A name, perhaps?

His eyes focused even further as he glanced around him, and once again he saw the very atoms and molecules around him in the way only he could. When he looked at a certain angle, he could see not only their structure, but how they were identified. Every entity that existed was labeled with some kind of identification, like a number, perhaps? Each “number” was differently written out, and no two were alike.

Then he realized, if everything had one, so did he! And sure enough, when he looked, he saw the identification that he was titled with, it was different naturally, and it was going to be how he chose his name!

After a while of translating each digit into the dialect of the people; at least whatever dialect he knew. Finally, he was done. And so he took the name.

“RKmyrum”

Pleased with himself, he figured “Perhaps the next village and people will be different....”

He still held on to the idea that there will be those that accepted him and didn't treat him that particular way. The hope it gave him outweighed the sadness of before, and that hope also gave way to a bit of happiness. Those feelings would be enough for now, and he turned around, to continue on down the road.

More time had passed.

He stood in an open wheat field he had stumbled upon. After he only found more complication, he decided to go back to the simpler powers he had discovered in the first place. But this time, he wouldn’t be using any items as a reference. No templates, no shortcuts. This time, he wanted to try creating something on his own. A simple household item to be exact: a chair. He wanted to make something that was both not too simple, but not too difficult either.

And so, there he was. Weaving and molding the different molecules together to shape four legs, a surface, and a back for it. That was easier said than done. Sometimes, the legs wouldn’t be the same length, or the same width, same for the surface and back. Sometimes the weight was all wrong, or it wasn’t shaped evenly. Sometimes, it wouldn’t even end up made of the right material!

He sighed in frustration as he made yet another failed attempt. He grabbed one of the legs and threw the whole thing over his shoulder with a grunt before proceeding to try once again.

When that chair hit the ground, however, it began to phase in and out of the very dirt. It was...wrong. As if something was causing the physics themselves to act incorrectly. Within a few moments, the chair’s odd behavior seems to trigger something, in turn, causing a tear in the fabric of reality that the chair fell into. Almost like...a glitch, or a breach in what was meant to exist.

Rkmyrum, who was still busy in the process of another attempt, heard the tear as easily as one hears someone rip a piece of paper or cloth asunder...only louder, and more...wrong.

The moment he heard it, he stopped and turned around, and eyes widened at spotting the tear.

“What in the world...did I do that?”

There was a prominent and slightly annoying buzzing coming from the rift, as if there was a huge swarm of bees within in order to produce the sound. There appeared to be wisps of energy coming from the ends of the strange phenomenon. Unable to prevent his curiosity overtaking him, he stepped closer to the tear, examining it thoroughly before cautiously reaching out with one hand to touch it.

The very instant he made contact with the tear suddenly expanded! In both surprise and shock, he leaped away, then watched in amazement as it changed shape, and even seemed to stabilize; becoming what looked like a portal rather than a tear. After several moments of silence, he moved up to it again and studied it once more before pondering what might lie on the other side.

He carefully leaned forward through it, beginning to look around and stepping closer in order to get a better look. But then he felt his foot hit a rock which inevitably sent him careening forward. With a surprised yelp, he fell through the portal completely, with it closing behind him after he was through!

He hit…something below him; at least it felt like some form of ground. Sitting upright, he saw that he was in some kind of dark space. He looked up, and to his confusion, he saw a multitude of floating objects! They all glowed, some more brightly than others. Some were gold, others white, some even grey, but all were rectangular in shape. They were everywhere, as far as the eye could see!

As he pulled himself onto his feet, he looked up and saw one directly above where he fell into this endless plane from, then looks to the many others around him, trying to piece this all together.

As the light of these rectangular objects reflected off of his eyes, he pondered the meaning of all this. For the first time, he couldn’t sense the matter around him as strongly! He could, but it was more spread out, scarce, even put together in a way that would suggest...this was not a normal plane of reality. Yet, he found a faint sense of familiarity with this. Was this place where it all started before he came to that world?

No, not quite. It was similar, but that was smaller. This...was something bigger. And that object he fell through, was that the world itself? Did that mean…all the objects were worlds???

Could he...explore them as he explored the other? Were there whole new things for him to discover at his fingertips?

For the first time since he was born, he would have to think bigger. And it seemed as though he was willing to open his eyes...a second time.