The first word bled across the page like a wound.
I didn't mean for it to.It just happened—like the pen already knew what it wanted to say.
[ System Notice : Author Function Active — Realm Creation Protocol Initialized. ]
The page glowed.The light wasn't gold or silver this time. It was colorless—too empty to describe.And as I kept writing, the nothingness began to breathe.
✦
The air shivered.A horizon formed, not by design, but by instinct.A sea of white mist rolled outward, swallowing infinity.
I'd written my first world—and it was blank.
✦
[ Realm Registered : The Blank Realm ][ State : Incomplete / Conscious ]
Arjun's ember flickered uncertainly. You just wrote a world without content.
"It's fine," I said. "The best ideas start as empty space."
You sound like a motivational poster.
"Give me time; I'll sell merch."
✦
I took a step forward, and the surface rippled beneath my feet.It wasn't ground—just solidified light pretending to exist because I believed it should.
