The Universe was born once. Actually, it was born a lot of times. An infinite amount one could say. Enough times to fit a metaphorical infinitely empty egg. The Multiverse was born a single time...maybe, but that's all a moot point if a bored Eldritch amalgamation is a little too bored. Luckily, a cyborg named Thomas found her a little replica world for her to play in. Let's just hope not too many creatures go extinct. /* A non-serious Harry Potter fanfiction. No set upload schedule as of yet. Almost all characters belong to J.K. Rowling, except a few Oc's Might be harem(TBD), and if I can figure out tags Please don't sue me. */