The Bibble

Chapter 1: Earth

And so he did. That was the name he had given this ball of magma.

"Enough with the flames!" he said.

By some miracle, the flames stopped. Finally, he thought. He knew this was it. So, he then went to work. He populated the earth with creatures. It took him millions of years before finally producing something stable enough to stay alive. He then proceeded to beautify the earth.

"I shall create water!" he said.

Water engulfed the earth, killing everything he had worked so hard for.

"It's alright. I can fix this. Land! Come forth"

The land appeared as he had commanded. But the land was infertile and toxic. Anything still alive immediately died when they walked these lands.

"Beautiful, all I have to do is fix a couple of things...perfect! However, my work is not done. Earth looks disgusting. I shall add trees to make it green! "

Grotesque trees grew from the ground.

"Hmmm, I seem to have killed everything by accident. Seems like I'll have to do all the work myself. I'll create the animal kingdom again. Now I know what to do!"

Animals repopulated the earth once again. Yet, unlike before these animals were hideous, deformed. This fact did not bother him, he was happy with his creation.

"I shall create a place for me to rest, a place far from this horr...this beautiful world I have created. My home shall stand above the earth, I shall call it heaven."

Heaven came into creation. A kingdom just for him.

Finally, he could rest, so he looked at his creation and saw that it was bad. He tried convincing himself what he did was good, but his eyes did not lie. He cringed every time he looked at what he had done. So he scrapped the whole thing and started again. It looked horrendous. He started over once more, it was disgusting. The cycle of creation and destruction went on for a very, very long time. Finally, he created something that wasn't so terrible. It was average at best. In the hands of a competent creator, this would be a disgrace. But he had lost his patience and stopped working on his planet. After resting some more, he created a garden where everything would live. He let them be, for he had to work on something else.

"Heaven! Finally, I shall populate this place with all of my minions. And they will follow me blindly without questions. I will call them demons!" he proclaimed to himself, looking at the bright blue sky.

The word demon however made him sick. There was something about the word he couldn't quite understand, and that made his stomach turn.

"Demon isn't cutting it. I'll just call them angels, problem solved! Now to create that angel."

The angel was born.

"Welcome... Lucifer, I am your father," he said, "that is your name, your name is Lucifer. Don't forget it. And you must without question do everything I say."

"Alright," Lucifer said, "Where is the bathroom? I need to pee."

He never thought of a bathroom for angels. So instead he made angels not have to go at all.

"See, now you don't need the bathroom, my son. You can go and explore your new home! I will bring brothers just like you in one second," he said as he waived his index finger.

He created many angels to fill up heaven. I have finished my home. But now it was time to go back to earth and check up on his lesser creation. The creature he conceived last walked around the garden, confused. He approached the creature.