I was born immortal and possessed infinite powers, I had no parents, I simply popped into existence. In fact, I was the only thing that existed at that time, but luckily a single ball of indeterminate substance soon joined me.

As soon as it appeared , I, of course, floated over to the ball and punched as hard as I could.

What? Stop judging me, I was just born, it's not like I had time to develop common sense.

In fact, you should thank me, because as soon as I punched it, the ball exploded into an infinite number of smaller balls that in their own turn began to change slowly into spiral bits of particles, which their inhabitants would later call universes. Haha, that's right, I'm the reason you exist at all~

Anyway, the particles gradually grew into worlds and were populated with life, so then I had a fun time exploring, conquering, and occasionally destroying all of the worlds.

The boredom hit after a couple millennia....

EVERYTHING was too easy!!

Everything was so weak that even against .00000001% it would be destroyed, nothing was a challenge to me.

So then I drifted down to one of the planets I had accidentally turned into a bare rock and decided to mope around for a while, maybe in a few more millennia, there would be some stronger people around.

I know, pathetic, but luckily for me, that was when I met the being known as Fate.