Madoka Magica
From Create Your Own Story
God created Earth in seven days, but you ain't got no time for that. So with a wave of both hands, the world you've imagined is instantly created in a microsecond - because you're a fucking omnipotent god for god's sake. The biblical god is like a turtle to your hare-speed creation.
But that 'One True God' did something right; He took His time with his creations and favored quality over quantity. You need something more than just a generic anime high school you pulled out from your mind.
You close your eyes and concentrate, summoning a mysterious energy from within. A faint glow begins to illuminate beneath your eyelids, and as soon as your open them two white-hot bolts blast down towards your newest planet. Thunder!
You shed a tear, one you had to practically force it out from its duct. You reminisce on the insolence mankind had shown you on Earth 1, painful memories that are still fresh in your mind. The tears come more easily now and a torrent of it begins to pour down. Rain!
The stage is set, a perfect setting for a tragic tale of broken dreams and teenage despair. Now you merely need your players, and you're practically salivating yourself as you anticipate the wretched fate you shall unleash upon those pathetic critters.
You stretch out your hand over the land. A pinch of dirt is all you need to create the living, a classic technique passed down by ancient deities of old. You scoop up a ball of dirt in your palm and begin molding it as you picture what your first living being shall be. It doesn't take long since you already know the kind of story you want to tell in this world. After briefly forming a rough shape of the creature you have in mind, you extend your palm and a brown cat-like shape is revealed, its fat tail swishing from side to side. It looks a little chubby, but you pay no heed to that as you know it will look exactly the way you want as soon as the next step is performed. It's not sentient yet, so you lean your face forward and proceed to breath the force of God into the being. As you do, the muddy brown crust on it is blown away as well, and in place of the poorly-molded clay is a slender white ferret that's a replica of the one you imagined.
Shortly after, it opens its eyes and a set of rose-colored orbs glitter into existence. For those who know better, this couldn't have been a more appropriate biblical sign of the dark days ahead. There's a storm coming. Your genesis has begun.
By now, you should have a clearer idea on how the rest of the factory assembly line should look like.
So, who shall be your first plaything?
| You are: | God |
