The making-of

“So he decided that the world was going to be that way, and it was”
— Ancient saying

The Maker laughed maniacally as his work was finished.

He looked up and down, then went away, far away from it, sliding on dark matter. His newest creation was a masterpiece.

The world looked like a cliff, a very high hill with many plains and differently shaped corners around it, in a way that would trigger even the most disorganized person’s OCD.

These places were to be called Fractures, or Realms. He would instruct most of his children to do so, though many might be kept in the dark about it. That would obviously make them to believe in things like that they lived in a round planet (like you, earthlings), instead of a very big Fracture of a world with creative laws of physics and magic.

The God Absurdia then made his castle out of stone, bricks and some weird things, like candy canes, on top of the cliff. He decided that his new home looked just like him. He was almost ready to rest: after all, his brainstorm and all that building had exhausted him.

Something was still missing, though.

He blew life around the world before settling, creating the weirdest or most beautiful creatures. Many of them were intelligent, but there were also those who were just small blobs on a giant cold space. Some would evolve into even weirder things, and some would even be created by others, but there were those who would stay the same through time, like elves, dragons and myfs.

After everything was settled, and the creatures were well instructed to call their own worlds as Fractures, he decided to sleep after the world rounded the sun seven times.

Everything was good enough, and he was anxious to learn about what was going to happen after it was time for him to wake up again.