Well that was anticlimactic.

Nothing remains.

What-

I cannot see.

I cannot see yet I see all.

What is the meaning of this?

What exactly did you wish for?

My demise?

Hm.

Something, you say.

Then explain this.

This is something?

All this black is something?

Truly?

How fascinating.

...

So our first creation is this black you say.

Yet this is not just black but a black which completely obscures vision.

My vision of all things.

I shall name this black, Darkness.

A fitting name you say?

Oh I know.

I made it, after all.

...

Incredible isn’t it.

If I didn’t will it to, this Darkness of ours would never end.

I could look into it for eternity and yet still find more.

...

You’re bored?

Is this Darkness not enough to satisfy you?

My, aren’t you a greedy one.

Well then.

What do you propose?

You wish to create more existences?

Very well.

You have piqued my interest.

What do you propose?

Existences within the darkness?

That is quite ambitious.

However, I like ambitious.

Just what I would expect from you!

This Darkness of ours would not be fitting without denizens of its own.

Let us wish.

Lets us long.

Let our cries be heard so that this Darkness shall not be our final song.

...

Eons may pass,

Millennia fly by.

Yet Darkness remains still,

An existence which shall never die.

Alone.

Darkness thrives.

An eternal cycle,

One which shall never stop.

Not one but billions.

May our Darkness become more than just a prop.

...

Are you satisfied with that wish?

I see you have finally learnt some manners.

Good.

In that case, let us repeat.

Hm?

Do I see that?

See what?

I see nothing but Darkness.

Do you count me for a fool?

Look closer?

My goodness!

You’re right!

All I see is more Darkness.

How could I not see that before?

Closer?

What a surprise.

Guess what I found.

As close as I can get?

I don’t see what that would...

What is that?

What are they?