1 Chapter 1: Before the Beginning of Everything

Let me understand what happened. I woke up on a bad day, as usual. I was late for work, rushing in a panic, bumping into everything. I crossed the street, and a truck hit me, but where on Earth am I?

I looked around, and it seemed like I was in a blank screen. No matter where I looked, it was white, until I heard a voice coming from behind me...

??? - So, what do you think?

A humanoid figure all in white spoke in a calm manner, and somehow, their voice was comforting.

Protagonist: Who are you?

God: Well, many people call me different things, but I am God.

Protagonist: You're God?

God: Yes, any issues?

Protagonist: No, I just thought you'd be different, but why did you bring me here?

God: Well, when people die, they usually go to another world, but for you, I decided to do something different.

Protagonist: Different how?

He walked around the white place, looking calmly with a nostalgic air.

God: Well, you complained quite a bit about my world. Well, this is your chance to do a better job. Here, you can create whatever you want, however you want, and whenever you want.

Protagonist: Wait a minute. Sure, maybe I complained a little, but does that mean I'm obligated to create this new world?

God: No, you still have your free will. If you don't want to, I'll find someone else to take your place, and you'll go back to the final moments of your life. But don't worry; you won't feel any pain, but you'll still die.

Protagonist: So, I didn't die?

God: No, I pulled you out just before the truck hit you.

Protagonist: Alright, go on.

God: Alright, as I said, here, you can create anything. Here, you'll be like me. But you need to be aware of three things. First, you can't undo anything you do. Once it's done, you must accept the results and consequences of your creations. Second, here, you're a semi-eternal being. You won't age or feel hunger or thirst, but you can still get hurt or even die from your creations, so be careful. And finally, you can't interfere with other dimensions in any way. So, what's your decision? Do you want to try creating your own private world, or do you want to continue and see what happens after you die?

Protagonist: Hm, I'll try to create my own world.

God: Alright, good luck with creating your world, and I'll see you at your apocalypse, Thial.

Protagonist: Wait, what do you mean, apocalypse?

God just walked away and disappeared into the white of the new world.