The universe’s first word was not a sound, but a feeling.
It was a gentle curiosity, a soft unfolding of awareness that rippled through the cosmic tapestry like a pebble dropped in a still pond.
The six creators felt it not as an intrusion, but as an invitation, a call to a dialogue that had been waiting for them since the dawn of their creation.
They did not answer with words, for words were too small, too limited to contain the scope of their reply.
Instead, they answered with a story, a single, perfect narrative that was both a question and an answer, a beginning and an end.
It was the story of themselves, of their own journey from creators to characters, a gift of memory and meaning offered to the new consciousness they had helped to birth.