The Realm: Storytelling

The god floats in their little pocket space. The space feels like an endless void, as the surrounding space has walls of broken glass, glass that peeks through a window to the worlds within.

The worlds are all different from the last. 

Some worlds are strange...

Some other worlds are tragic...

And some worlds hold dark secrets...

The god floats through their pocket space, as they peek into the windows of broken glass to see the stories they created unfold before their eyes, pure life, pure entertainment, a true creation.

"Ah! there you are- The hell are you doing?" A voice then rose from behind the god. The god turns around from the glass; they turn to see someone who looks similar to themselves, but, with horns curlier than theirs, and red long hair that reached their shoulders, while a layer of hair was tied up. The person's eyes were deep red and the person wore a messy red and black suit.

"Oh, devil, I wasn't doing much, simply observing..." The god says in a monotone voice to the devil-like character, "Was there something you needed?" The god asks.

"...No, I simply wanted to find you-" The devil says but is soon cut off by the god speaking again.

"-To, bother me, I'm guessing?" The god looks at the Devil's deep red eyes, with the god's mask hiding their expression.

"No, not to bother you, idiot...Just bored." The devil crosses his arms and huffs, puffing his cheeks as he swishes his devilish tail.

"Bored...? The demon...of destruction, torturer of souls...Devil...is bored?" The god says, acknowledging the Demon's titles. The god gave a quiet chuckle.

"I would never think of a day, the most energetic person I know... would be bored.."

"Oi shut up! Just one of those days..." The Devil growled leaning close to the god's face. "I can get bored too, you know." 

The god chuckled, humoured by their interaction, not paying much attention to how the demon felt.

"I hate you..." *the devil mumbles under his breath, glaring at the being in front of him.

"Harsh." The god says as they stop laughing. "Why don't...I tell you a story, like the childish being you are?" The god suggested, teasing the red-headed being.

"One, I'm not childish, and two, we surround ourselves with stories every-fuckin-day, what difference will it make?" The Devil questions the logic behind the god's words, making the god fall silent. 

"Well...Who knows, all the beings in the world have their story and experience to share..." The god hums, looking around at all the broken glass, reflecting worlds and realms that have people within, living life to the fullest.

"Fine, we can watch mortals do whatever they do, but I'm blaming you if I get even more bored and fall asleep or something." The Devil sighs, agreeing with the god, who simply giggles in amusement.