In the beginning, there was nothing. Then Shrekos moved across the waters, and snapped his fingers, and there was half of nothing.
Shrekos then created a world for him to inhabit over the course of seven minutes, using his Sanic Speed. It was truly a sight to behold, but alas, nobody was there to witness it.
Thus, Shrekos created life. He created a magnificent kingdom, full of lush trees, elegant swans, and naked mole rats. His proudest creation was the naked mole rats; they pleased him in a manner he couldn't quite explain. But as he learned, when they conversed, the banter was stale, the jokes were forced, and none of them even considered a casual arse clap. To solve his crippling loneliness, Shrekos created human beings.
At long last, Shrekos was content. He lived in a utopia of his own creation, he was surrounded by joy and fun, and he finally was in the company of creatures intelligent enough to effectively discuss how great naked mole rats are. But unbeknownst to him, the humans would soon disturb the very fabric of his blissful existance, by betraying the only insturction he had ever given them: "lol dont eat that thingy doo da over there its not for eating lol"
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The Chronicles of a True God
Teen FictionYou're gonna have to wait for the Ricardo on this one. Don't worry. He will come. But we have to create the entire universe from scratch first.