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Genesis

It's been years, decades, centuries, millenia since I was born, so long in fact that the town in which my mother gave birth to me has vanished off the face of the earth. In my earlier days I spent most of my time in this little town, but over time the townspeople began to wonder about my longevity, and were suspicious that I was hiding something. As a result of this, I was forced to leave and never return. For years I traveled the world, spending more time hiking up mountainsides and swimming across channels than a man would spend being in existence. I was alone, and unable to have a normal life, for by the time I grew tired of this life of adventure, I was already older than most of the world's nations. Time passed quickly; days became weeks, weeks became months, and months became years. I heard of great wars, terrible destruction, diseases, and the collapse of great empires, and, unlike most elderly men, my memory did not fail me. I learned many things, some useful, others simply for the purpose of entertainment. I could speak nearly every language in existence since my birth, and as a result I had no problems communicating during my ventures.

One day, as I was crossing the ruins of a once great city, I heard a shout; it seemed as though the person shouting was in trouble. As I came closer I saw a young woman, running for her life, and two armed men who were chasing her. I had lived for such a long time, I knew at that moment that her life was more valuable than mine. She had only been on this planet for an infinitesimal fraction of my lifetime, and I had, in essence, lived dozens of lifetimes; this would be it, the end of it all. I decided I would sacrifice my life for a just cause. As I approached the two men, both armed with sabers, I picked up a stone and charged at them with all my might, hoping not to kill them, but to allow time for the woman to escape. I ran, shouting, stone in hand, awaiting my final breath; I was ready to feel the cold steel cut into me, puncture me, and end me. As the first man raised his saber, I rammed the stone into his face, half-expecting to be impaled by his companion; seconds passed, and nothing happened, I turned around to face a sharp sword pointed at my throat. Without hesitation, the man thrust forth his blade, and to his bewilderment (as well as my own) the sword hit me and did not affect me in the least; it was at that moment that I realized what I was. For many years I had thought that I was simply a rare specimen, a man blessed with longevity, and that after several more years, I would wither and die just as do my fellow men; I now knew that I was not simply an accident of nature. I realized that I was immortal, invincible; a god on earth. At that very moment, I grabbed the man's sword by the blade, removed it from his grasp, and told him to go back the way from whence he came. I never again heard from the young woman I saved that day, but I did hear stories of the incredible man who could not be killed circulate around her town and eventually blossom into a Herculean-style folktale.

Many years passed, and as time went by I learned how to harness my strength; I began to put it into practice, helping those in trouble whom I encountered. I discovered that I needed not sleep, food, or even the air which we all hold so dear. Millenia passed, and I saw the corruption of governments, the evil that men could possess, and the many injustices brought upon mankind. As all this happened, as millions upon millions died, I myself began to feel guilt; I felt guilty because I knew that I could do something about it, and that I could have prevented the loss of many innocent lives. I knew it was time for me to take action. I walked many miles, until I finally reached the most influential city in the world. I walked to the city center, calmly, ideas for my new world order spinning in my head as satellites would around the earth. I used all of my strength to break through the door of the capitol, and I entered the main chamber. I was told to stop by the guards; but I strode forth. I was shot at with the full force of the platoon of guards-men, until their guns ran out of ammunition. They stared at me, with the fear of God in their eyes. I walked straight through their makeshift barricade, pushing their shaking bodies out of the way, and I headed for the office of the world's leader. This was it, the moment of truth, the culmination of my lifetime endeavor to better the world. As I entered the large office, the final line of loyal guards-men opened fire on me, and, once again, failed to stop me. I strode forth once again to calmly shake the hand of the emperor. With his last remnants of dignity he accepted the handshake and asked me, as humbly as possible, what it was I had come for. Without hesitation, I told him the answer; I was here to take control. The people of the world held their breath as I spoke to them; it is a strange sensation to know one's voice is being projected through every single television, radio, and loudspeaker in the world. I now held the reins of power, and knew that I was responsible for the well-being of the planet.

For many centuries I ruled the planet, and as the earth prospered I slowly let my power wane, and allowed others to take over; I did not let go completely, but I did allow my appointees to make most of the decisions. As even more millenia passed, technology improved, and space travel became a regular occurrence. The world was, in my opinion, in good hands; a veritable utopia, a Garden of Eden. At this point in time, I decided that I was no longer needed, and began to miss my younger days (if the term is appropriate) of excitement and exploration. I had a ship built for myself, a ship that would cruise the skies and the vast emptiness of space. As I said my goodbyes, I knew not of the tragedy that would follow. I went further in the universe than any man had gone before, I flew past the moons of Saturn, past the Kuiper Belt and into the unknown. My mission objective was to reach the planet Gliese 581C, a world discovered in the early 21st century; a place thought to be able to harbor life. When I arrived there after many decades of space travel, I was disappointed to find no signs of life, although the conditions would definitely support it. I spent many years on this lonely and dusty planet, examining every last square inch of its surface searching for signs of life, but to no avail. I eventually grew tired of the loneliness, and sorely began to miss my home. By this time, I had spent several hundred years on the surface of the planet, and had planted many varieties of plants brought from earth into the nitrogen-rich soil. By the time I left Gliese, there were several forests covering the planet's surface, and enough wildlife to keep the planet's ecosystem alive.

So I returned to my home planet, a blue oasis in the cold dark universe. I traveled for many more decades in the darkness of space, awaiting my arrival with anxiety and excitement, ready to share my knowledge with the world.

I will never forget my first glimpse of Earth, the expected blue shimmer was reduced to nothing but a dull gray; the continents no longer a lush green, but a muddy brown. When I landed on this seemingly alien planet, I fell to the cold, muddy ground, my heart shattered; what had once been a thriving world was now reduced to rubble and mud. Everywhere I looked, everywhere I walked, everywhere I stood was cold and muddy; a brown earth and a gray sky. I realized then and there, that I had to bring everything back to its former glory, just as I had brought life to Gliese. This was no longer a game, I was no longer simply playing God. In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth; this time, it was my turn.


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