The creator had become aware. He began to process thought in the midnight darkness of the void. He had no concept of time or dimension. He only knew that he existed. He was left alone in the dark void only with his thoughts. He did not understand what light was, but he was beginning to understand what loneliness was. His first emotions bordered on despair and sorrow. There was no concept of joy and happiness to build a foundation upon. Great storm clouds began to form with his rage. He searched for inner peace then took stock of his surroundings.
