"Elias. Want to explore?"
"Yeah sure—but you can see the whole garden from this tiny hill?" Elias answered, confused.
"No, not like that. I mean exploring how much potential the garden has—like changing the sky instead of it being a blank white void during the day, or a plain dark space at night."
"So… like an expansion?"
"Yeah, you could say that. So, are you in?" I asked.
Elias thought to himself:
'You know I'll do it no matter what the circumstances are.'
"Yep, I'm in," Elias answered with a bright, wide smile.
"I'm imagining a sky that changes color depending on the time—like a soft blue for morning, golden hues for sunset, stars at midnight, that sort of thing."
"So there'll be sunrise, sunset, moon phases… What was it called again? I forgot," Elias asked, though I could tell he was genuinely excited, even if he looked calm.
"It's called phases," I giggled.
"Yeah, phases. But I wanna be more of a troll—make the moon have random phases instead of the boring ones in Gamma."
"Wait, how do you even know the phases in Gamma?" I narrowed my eyes.
"Duh, of course I killed everyone there, wandered across its universe and planets. Then I found you… and made all of it vanish."
"...Then how do you know the name of my planet?"
"You already said it when you woke up."
"But you said I was asleep for millennia—how'd you even know that much time passed?"
Suddenly, whispers filled the air. They were close and distant all at once.
Elias turned to the void. "What do we do now, Director?"
"Okay—CUT!" a voice barked.
A man stomped into view—probably the director. "You dumb fuck! You just had to make it worse by saying 'moon phases on Gamma'!"
I stepped in front of Elias protectively. "And who the fuck are you?"
"You dumb fuck, got Alzheimer's or something? I'm the director, managing what's happening!"
I flicked his forehead. "Screw you. Who are you to shout at me—the creator of everything that happened on Gamma?! That dumbass book went worldwide to announce on what i did because my creation was to great!, the second-highest being had to step in and create the balancing power tower!"
"You really think you're some kind of god? You're just an actor, you dimwitted fool!"
"System32!" I barked.
BZZZZT—KSSSH…
"Hello, Administrator of No:0.5, Calyx Lystric. What do you intend to do?"
"System, find the profile of Calyx Lystric."
Everyone fell silent. All eyes turned to the air as System32 responded.
"Okay! Here is the Profile of Calyx Lystric."
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> Name: Calyx Lystric
Age: ????
Title(s): Librarian of Soul Shelves, Creator of the System, Architect of Universe No:0.5, Root Administrator
Bio:
A timeless entity born from the First Thought, Calyx is the keeper of the Soul Shelves—an infinite archive of every soul across all timelines. As the Creator of the System, they command the origin of spells, runes, curses, and reality scripts.
Calyx possesses Admin-Level protocols capable of rewriting laws, bending time, or force-rebooting existence. Despite their power, they rarely interfere—unless balance is threatened or narrative threads collapse.
Whispers speak of their role as Architect of Universe No:0.5, a world erased from official records, known only through corrupted logs and broken system calls. Whether it's myth, forgotten truth, or deliberate redaction remains unclear.
Calyx is cryptic, sarcastic, and disturbingly calm. Their origins are sealed in the Forbidden Layer, within a locked terminal only the System can access.
All that's left is a trace log signed: C. Lystric.
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›Administrator of Universe No:178546 has messaged you.
> Where have you been, dimwit?
Been a long time since we've seen you.
What happened to your Universe?
Oh right—it was deleted. Wah wah.
System32:
Would you like to text back to No:178546?
"Nah. I've got something better."
System32:
Okay, what is it?
"Pull up the files for Universe No:0.5."
System32:
The files for No:0.5 are near permanent deletion. Would you like to restore them?
"Yes. Restore them."
System32:
[‹WARNING! RESTORATION OF NO:0.5 INITIATED›]
$File corruption estimated: 92.4%
Proceed with restoration? {Y/N}
"Yes. I'll take the risk."
...Loading...
System32:
[WARNING! WARNING!]
$File corruption has reached full potential.
Proceed anyway? {Y/N}
"YES!" I snapped, getting impatient.
$Time estimated for restoration: 1 hour...
The room went silent.
"...Wait. You were serious?" someone asked.
"Yeah. Why? Isn't this world No:0.5?"
"No? We don't even know what that is."
I sighed, frustrated. "This is gonna be hell to deal with..."
As we debated, a sound shattered the silence.
System32:
bzzzt—bzzt... Restoration complete: 44 minutes 52 seconds.
[WARNING! SYSTEM CORRUPTED BY FILES OF NO:0.5!]
I grinned ear to ear. Root access was mine again.
Root Panel of System32:
> Hello... Calyx Lystric...
Welcome back to Root Access.
System Stability: [ERROR: NO STABILITY DETECTED]
Causality Threads: [Shredded]
Moral Constraints: [DISABLED]
Pick your protocol:
• [TROLL] – Replace sun with 404 NOT FOUND
• [CORRUPT] – Infect timeline with narrative glitches
• [KILL] – Execute command: /kill No:___
• [DELETE] – Erase concept: "____"
• [BAN] – No-ban from all existential layers
• [MUTE] – Silence entire universe for 30m
• [DEMOTE] – Revoke Admin Privileges of any No
> Input Confirmation Required. Proceed with irreversible actions? [Y/N]
"Yeah man!!!" I laughed maniacally.
"...So what do you intend to do?" someone asked, voice shaky.
"Destroy the living shit out of that No:178546."
Root Panel – System32:
$Would you like to move places for convenience and wipe the memory of model 456981562 of No:924619389?
(Y/N)
"Yeah. Put me back in my place."
System32:
> Teleporting to No:0.5
Removal of memories: Confirmed
Will you accept consequences if Administrator of No:924619389 finds out? (Y/N)
"Yes sir!" I replied, grinning.
Root Panel – System32:
Loading...
Teleporting to No:0.5...
‹Warning! Teleportation into Corrupted No:0.5 may result in severe instability.
Files remain glitched. Local laws of physics and narrative structure are unreliable.
You have been warned.
Proceeding...
Bzzt.. zzzk..
Root Panel - System32:
$Teleportation successful.
"Ahh finally I am at No:0.5 and my fav planet Gamma."
"Hey! Hey! Snap Out of it! Are we gonna Explore and Expand or not?" Elias shouted at me making me snap back.
"Oh sorry i was lost in thought and where were we?.." I said confused.
Hmp – "You talk about exploring and expansion but you never even remember what you said." Elias said frustrated.
Haha – "Im sorry. Is there anything you want then?" i said scratching my head.
"Hug me and lets take some rest maybe your tired on all of what is happening.." He was red as tomato again. I just giggled and then just grabbed him.
"How brute you are." Elias said muffled by my clothes.
Haha – "Sorry if that hurted you." I said while patting his head.
"Maybe taking some rest will make our minds take sometimes and explore then we can expand." Elias said but it was muffled again so i didn't hear it that well..
Haha – "I didn't hear it well because it was muffled by my clothes.."
"Dont mind it. It was just nothing. And get to sleep!" Elias shouted muffled but this time i can hear it fine.
"Mkay.. Sleep well.."