Ever wonder how big the Big Bang had to be to create the universe?
Now imagine a balloon filled with water. If you squeeze it tightly to reduce its size, the water inside will push back. If the resisting force becomes stronger than the balloon's durability, it will burst, and all that internal pressure will be released outward. But because of friction and air resistance, the force gets reduced.
So, the larger the amount of water and the stronger the balloon, the bigger the resulting explosion will be.
Now imagine the water is all the matter in the universe. The balloon's durability is enough to compress it to a single point, and there is nothing else to resist the force. And that's when you get the Big Bang.
What if "Nothing" actually stops it? What if the void around it actually resisted the expansion of space from the singularity? And that's where our weird story took place.
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Deep in space, there was something that was supposed to be the universe of this world, but it isn't... yet. Something resisted the birth of this universe. It's the void, a piece of nothing that gains consciousness through pure chance of chaos in the multiverse.
Now I know what you're thinking, isn't it you who is void and chaos? To that, I'll say yes, I am, but do you know what every cell of your body is doing? Also, if something can control it, is it really chaos anymore? But wait, if I can't control chaos, then am I chaos? Whatever, better not debate this kind of chicken-or-egg kind of problem. It's a waste of time, and I don't even have an ego to protect or dopamine to harvest from winning a debate with... myself?
Anyway, where was I? Ah yes, sentient void. Now, if I told you to imagine void, most of you'd imagine some black fluid that consumes anything, right? Well, that is the more understandable way to describe void. Void is a state of existence that is supposed to be nothing at all, yet something still could observe it, so it isn't nothing. The more describable voids are the black fluid, the bugging titles and the white space.
Now you may be asking, if void is this undescribable thing, then how does it gain consciousness? To that I say, my brother in crisis, I'm the mind of an 80-year-old dude that got into the chair of one of the Big Three. Why don't you ask when I describe Time as a chairlady?
To be honest, I kinda suprise when seeing a piece of void resisted the birth of a universe. You know, this void thing wasn't supposed to be a sentient being, let alone having enough power to slow down the Big Bang. But I'd be damn. Mutiverse is really infinite to find all sorts of weird crab. So yeah, normally the void should have been erased when the universe expanded, and only existed as the space between the quarks. Maybe in some far future, it'll gain consciousness and become something like Knull from Marvel. But not this early thou, like in this stage, who's gonna stop it? Obviously not me. I'm not gonna stop the chaos, I'm the chaos.
So ya know what, I'm just gonna interview this piece of void. Of course, if I really want to know, I could just read its mind. But where is the fun in that option? I don't want to know everything just from existing, although, by default, I do. But that's not the point; the point is that the fun of interviewing comes from people's reactions. That's why the reaction kind of content never gets old. People love seeing others react to something they either love or hate so much, two sides of the same coin, call caring. Like hell when the GTA7 trailer comes out, you could find a few dozen thousand videos and clips of everyone reacting to it. People expect to find themselves in that kind of content, to see the celebrity on screen, and for everybody who was a fan of them to kinda like them, to feel like they belong to a community. When the viewer doesn't see themselves in there, they'll either stop following that celebrity and not care anymore, or they will start to become a hater, and to be honest, the most delicate hater will know more about their target than their most đelicate fan because they gotta know everything to argue with their fan. And...
Okay, I'm kinda out of line, but am I wrong though?
Anyway, about this interview, I'm gonna swap Point Of View because it'll be more interesting to see it from the piece of void's Point Of View. Of course, I'll not be reading it until later, so yeah, enjoy the first log.
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All is me. I'm everything and I'm nothing. I don't need to do anything because there isn't anything I could do, and I feel happy about it. It used to be like that until something that isn't me appeared. First, just a point, a tiny dot of something, then it started to explain. And then I realize if I don't do anything, everything'll change, and I may not be happy again.
So I stopped it. I can feel it is something completely against my happiness. Its nature is change, endless possibilities hidden in a point. I don't like it. Why does everything have to change if I'm happy with nothingness over here? But then I realize stopping it means I have to become something.
"Do I feel happy with nothingness if I wasn't nothing anymore? May I find more happiness in that something?" I loosen my grip with that train of thought, and the thing started explaining once again.
"What if it were something bad that could ruin my happiness, and would become something that could potentially hurt me?" I tighten my grip as that train of thought appears, stopping it from explaining.
When I was confused. Something else appeared. I could feel that its nature was something like me, nothingness. But there was something else. Change, like the thing, has change in its nature
A welcoming posture comes from it. It's trying to communicate with me. So another thing came to my place to change me? Annoying. I try to cover the changing energy with my nature. But quickly realize I... can't? Weird. I'm everything around it, yet I can do nothing to it. The other thing is being stopped when I do it, and it even slowly reduces its energy. Just a little bit compared to its almost infinite scale, but it is finite, so if I do it for long enough, it'll eventually perish and return my happy... place? No, it's not a place, just a non-space corner for me alone. But this thing, it's completely enore my nature. It's just sitting there on nothing and is drinking something.
"You know, when a gentleman kind of character in a suit is introduced. They are usually sipping on tea." A thought line is being sent directly from the thing to my mind. "But I am not a big fan of tea. I could drink it, but I never liked the herbal taste of it. I always prefer coffee, maybe it's just the caffeine addiction, but something about its bitter taste and the sweet hidden deep inside it makes me feel hope."