Complete darkness.

A darkness so deep and vast, the human perception of black cannot even be attributed to such sights. The color black is but a pale version of what can only be described as a void of color, an abyss of absence.

In this colorless world, suddenly a slight shiver ran through the otherwise perfect equality. A ripple, as it were, of the finest sublety. The finest of variations in color.

In the spot were this anomaly occured, the color was no longer the exact same as its surroundings. Still, the twilight of color was present, but the spot was the tiniest bit lighter than its neighbors.

From this location, another ripple in the fabric of void and absence ran through existence. This time, the ripple was microscopically larger than the previous one, also leaving a miniscule alteration in the color of the spot of its origination.

This continued and never faltered. The void could not cease this process, as it was the absence of things, therefore also the absence of action.

Over time, the original spot became lighter and brighter. This area grew and took over more and more of the void, until, at one point, something came into existence.

In the darkness that had never harbored anything but its own absence, something was created that was not itself. First, it seemed as though there would be no change in the current situation. However, suddenly the existence created a ripple of its own making. This ripple then joined the original wave and they merged into one, larger ripple.

Time passed and more and more things came into existence. More and more void came into actuality and as existence grew, the absence of existence shrank.

Existence reached a point it would eventually achieve, complete existence. The void that once had been all there was, was no more. All that was, was all that was.

However, as existence reached this point, it had lost its reason of existing, which was countering the absence of existence. Therefore, the absence of existence came into existence, having previously been lost to existence.

This time, however, their respective roles had switched. Ripples of inexistence came into being and slowly but surely, the cycle retracted.

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Hey there, thanks for reading this way too vague and short prologue, but I felt it was neccesary to set the scene. It also felt like a good way to keep away people hoping for a quick, uncreative Xianxia or anything of the sorts. The story will be quite slowly paced, as I feel the need to set the characters up and not introduce them straightaway all at once. Bear with me, as I tell you of my earth and my imagination.