The Little Stickman

THE BEGINNING

Nothing. A white void. This is where it all began. No life, trees, water. Absolutely nothing. One day, however, a small little dot appeared. Out of nowhere, the dot got a body, a head, arms, legs, he got a life. But now, he was floating in the void. Seconds after he thought about that, a ground appeared and the stickman fell to the ground. A bit further he saw some water, he saw trees. They were all appearing out of nowhere. The world was expanding. The stickman was happy. He was happy that he existed. Then a figure appeared. Was it God? Was it the devil? It didn't look like a stickman. Oh, you're asking how it looked? Only the stickman knows...

The figure had something in it's hand. It looked different. It looked like a pencil, a pencil from another dimension. The figure said: "this is the most powerful thing in this world. I will hide it, and give you a map, you can use it to find the pencil. With it you can create whatever you want. But beware! Once you learn how to use it, bad things will happen." "What bad things?" The stickman asked "you will see. I know that you will look for it. But still I warn you one more time. Don't do it." Then, the figure disappeared. Just as the figure said, The stickman went on an adventure. An adventure to find the Powerful pencil.

THE DESERT:

He walks and walks and walks. Everything looks the same. And then he realizes: he's thirsty. He looks around, nothing. No water. This reminded the stickman of the void. It reminded him of how lonely he is. He was sad. So he started crying. While crying he thought: wait...maybe I can drink my tears?

Even though it doesn't bring more water in his body, he has some moisture in his mouth now. That gave him determination. He kept walking. Not knowing if he ever finds out. Every minute felt like an hour. But he was determined. He kept walking. And then: he found the probably most valuable thing at the moment. He found water. A small little puddle, well it was one. The stickman drank all of it within seconds. Now he had more energy. But he soon faces the next problem. Hunger. They all say you life up to 3 weeks without food. But the stickman hasn't eaten ever before. So his body doesn't have enough power to make him live that long. But is there other life in this world? What if this is all for nothing? What if the stickman was born to starve? Then, the figure appeared. It didn't say anything. It
drew a steak and disappeared. Did the figure want him to find the pencil? If so, why did it tell him not to? He ate the steak and kept walking. And then, suddenly...