Sorry for all the mistakes that might be in this story. English is not my first language, so please do not roast me too bad 🥲

"I need the strenght to overcome this situation in my life. I tried to pray to all kind of gods but nothing seems to work. I hope this time will be different. I hope you will hear my desperate cry. Please help me, K"

In eons I never had the chance to hear someone or something mentioning this.

I was forgotten by all the races from all the universes known and unknown.

This poor foul must be knowing something that nobody knows. So I decided to see where it goes.

This poor soul was challenged in his life. Her pain in unknown, and her intention are as pure as they are a little bit childish for me. But what is not childish for me?I am the first God of Creation. All the things, seen and unseen are made by me. The perception of this little human about reality is as fragile as a fly in a tornado. The only thing that she wants is to be strong enough to work more to support her family. So foolish and noble. She wants to sacrifice herself for the good of her family. Nothing seems to be fair in this poor creature's life. But she is the only one who found a way and the necesarry information to pray to me. This is enough for me to help her a little bit more that she expects. This is the first time she prays so I decided to make her mother's illnes dissapear.

She prayed for the second time and the third time and so on. After some time, i became her only God, and she is asking for signs.

Little does she knows that she can summon me anytime she likes, because, now, she is the only thing that keeps me awake, and I want her to be happy. She is prayimg so why wouldn't I provide her the life she needs.

This time she did it. After the prayer, she wanted me to give her a sign. A sigh that I am here and all the good things that happened were not just luck. So here i am, taking a human form to meet the poor soul that gave me hope.

She asked me why I was the one who helped her and why the oder gods never listened to her prayers.

The onlu reason why the other gods never help is that they think they are superior. They juns wanna watch and have fun. They have fun when they see creatures struggling. But not me. I know that when creatures stop praying, they lose their power. And, someday, they will be forgotten, just like me. After a long discussion with this little poor soul, I left. And my only objective was to take care of her needs. Her life was wonderfull, but someday, something happened.

See? Nothing is perfect. Even Gods have their flaws. Nothing has infinite power. Think about that God and the rock paradox. If you don't know what I mean, let me explain. If any God has limitless power to do everything, cand that God make a rock that even He can't move? If He can make that rock he is not able to move it, so that is the limit of His power. If He can not make this rock, His power is again limited. That day, she forgot to pray, and even I was not paying attention, and some drunk man in a metal box with wheels hit her and she lost her life. Everything started to crumble, because if she was not there for her family, they returned back to their original state. They wete all sick and poor. They did not even tought about what happend. They only cared about the fact that they won't have the necessary funds to bury her.

Her family never loved her. They saw her as a source of income and a source for their whealthy lifestyle. She was tge one who was struggling. She was the one who was doing everything. Every good thing that happened to them was because of her. But the most important thing is that she was the only one in eons that prayed to me. She was the one that made me realize that nothing will ever change in this reality that i have created. So now, because she woke me up and helped me to regain my power, I will get rid of this reality and make a new one, where all the species will have only one God, and because she put her hope in me, I will let her be the God of this reality. I am too old to rule over this.