My Dearest Reader

Chapter 10: .1

God entered a room filled with bright colors.

It was the daughter's that he had made out of his bones. All of his powers flowed into his daughter.

God was the one that created everything.

His only daughter created stories.

And in this room, every color was a story.

There were more stories than eyes could see, let alone count.

As he walked to find stories that were getting infected.

Stories that were abandoned.

Those that were cursed to be eaten.

The daughter decided unfinished stories had no job being alive.

But God sighed.

The daughter loved the petty humans more than anything.

But he knew it was foolish to love humans.

Yet, after watching those creatures for so long. Even God became lonely enough to create his flesh. Then prepare to slowly lose everything.

And he, like them, might have showered his daughter with everything.

Now his daughter had asked him to find a story. _{𝘯𝘰𝑣𝘱𝑢𝘣.𝑐𝑜𝑚}

It was 'Record of Arrogance,' an unfinished story.

He wondered where it would be.