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Photon stayed staring at the mass of energy and materials from celestial bodies floating in her hands. She gently cupped the strange mass of objects, staring in awe and curiosity at what she had just created. The swirling mist of the peaceful deep purples and the gentle love of the bright pinks… streaks of gold occasionally flashing by, it seemed to put her in a bit of a trance. A new God, right here in her hands, if all went as planned anyways. She has never done this before, but she had begun to feel lonely and tired, and believed that allowing other gods to rule over their own concepts and have their own powers would help ease her fatigue, and she'd have someone to talk to once she feels bored. She gently let it float in the air, as it glimmered in the light of many stars in the universe, it's mist swirling in serene hypnotic patterns….
….After the passage of many years, Photon noticed as the constantly swirling mist of the many would begin to move in strange ways, seemingly gaining some form of sentience as it'd move to anything it would seem to find interesting. After a few hours of these strange movements, what seemed like a torso began to appear out of the mist, still connected like a tadpole to it's tail. Photon watched as the torso, at a strange speed, began to grow limbs and a head, eyes and nose and mouth and all…. though Photon expected the mist to become a part inside of the strange new being. Instead it stayed trailing behind it, acting as a tail which allowed them to float through space easily. It began to wander away, seemingly focused on some space debris. Photon tried to pick it up, and as she did the strange god stared back in awe. It's eyes with a curious gleam to them, it's tail flashing with the beautiful gold. It began to study Photon, finding her beautiful and spiritually overwhelming. The god was in awe and felt deep respect for this being, the goddess who brought it life. Photon managed to pick it up and keep the strange god on her hand, "Hello, strange beauty…" she began, the god looking up at her and listening attentively, "Can you hear me, can you understand me?" Silence, as the god simply took it all in and didn't respond. Photon asked again, "Do you understand what I'm saying? What would you call yourself?" Again, no response. All the god knew was that it was here to spread and maintain peace. It wandered off once more, curious about everything it saw, seeking peace for itself.
After a few months of the god not speaking, Photon would simply nickname it NaN, for the fact that she seemed confusing in the way she looked and acted, and for the fact that she did not seem to fit numbers and patterns. NaN would move in a slow manner, worrying Photon a lot. She would not speak at all, and seemed to only listen to Photon without mustering any response. She'd constantly disappear into the universe and come back at random intervals. Though she did keep Photon company while she floated around her at times, admiring her beauty. Photon found the god to be incredibly beautiful but strange, with such a weirdly shaped head and the fact that she seemed to keep her spirit with her. The beautiful and strange god NaN… confusing Photon, yet Photon LOVED her. She loved her creation and was proud of the fact she managed to give life to something. Although she did bend strangely at times and move in a strange manner and never seemed to speak.
One day Photon saw NaN floating in a weird position, eyes closed. Photon immediately worried not knowing what had happened. Was the god ok? She kept on making a strange humming sound and kept her eyes closed as she floated in this strange position. Nothing Photon did would get her to stop. Photon began to worry, hoping her creation would not enter a state of eternal unconsciousness. She began to panic, pacing through the universe and worrying for her strange little friend. After a small while of this panic, NaN seemed to have realized she was stressed and was floating gently behind Photon. Photon was relieved to see NaN was fine, though what happened next was unexpected. NaN began to chant gently, in such a way that grabbed Photons attention to the point that daring to look away felt difficult. Rippling patterns began to show on NaN's eyes as Photon felt herself entering a deep peace, nothing like she has ever felt before. It was blissful, a beautiful experience unlike any other. She wanted to stay in this state for eternity, as she stared at NaN and her beautiful eyes. She was captivated, under the god's spell, and she did not want to escape it in any way…
After a while Photon felt herself getting out of the trance as she saw the god wandering off again, as she always does. She grabbed her gently and tried to bring it's attention to her. "My little god of peace… where is it that you go? What do you explore, what is it that you do, and what did you just do to me?" NaN stared at Photon again, though this time there was an answer, "The universe calls to be explored.." Photon looked down gently, "Yes it does… it truly does… thank you," she smiled gently, hearing NaN speak for the first time eased her worry, her voice was beautiful and peaceful, allowing Photon to enter a deep state of serenity...