What happened, Mike?

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"Flow? Flow of what?"

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"Flow of my past, present, and future! But, what should I call it?"

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"Time! What makes you think that?"

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"Just because you feel like it!  ... Well, I really don't care. Then, the space and time. So, how about we create something more?"

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"You mean you want to create something that replicates you. Alright!" As soon as those words fell, a huge wide of energy appeared in the middle of the space.

"By the way, since it is also called Chaos. How about I start calling you Primal Chaos?"

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"Alright! Then, how about Primordial Chaos? It sounds cool, doesn't it?"

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"By the way, I have an idea. How about I make my eyes see the chaos?"

Mike's eyelids closed as soon as those words were spoken. When he opened his eyes, he felt a tremendous amount of pressure rushing out of them. A voice resonated in his head at the same time.