Shiro stood above the world, above the clouds, looking down at it through glass. It was as if he was looking through a one way mirror. Behind him was a world of darkness, nothing good or bad, just the Void. 'I have done all I can, my dear Shiro. Now take what I have taught you and go to the world below,' the familiar woman's voice echoed though Shiro's mind. Her voice was like a soft and gentle whisper yet it sounded like a thousand voices screaming at the same time. Shiro continued to look below him at the world. He saw a town, a castle floating on a cloud, and a forest. The glass floor, or was it a ceiling and he was standing upside down?, began to crack. 'This is the only world I can give you to live in. Even its creation is a mystery. Below there is life. There is good and evil, kindness and hated, celebration and misery, all that makes humans what they are,' the woman's voice was growing louder and the air thick with magic and power. Now the cracking of the ceiling, or was it a floor?, began to pick up pace. 'Dream my dear Shiro. Dream and live for the first time ever. Leave the Void and never return here,' there was no mistaking the joy and sadness in the woman's voice. Shiro began to weep, tears slowly falling from his eyes and rolling down his face. "I won't ever forget you. Thank you." Shiro looked down at the world and closed his eyes. He imagined falling from the sky down to a forest that went on as far as the eye could see. An ancient forest full of giant trees and strange creatures. He would land at the edge of a giant lake with waters bluer than any sky could hope to be.
With a resounding crack the ceiling of the world cracked. Pieces of the sky began to slowly fall to the ground and amongst them a boy fell with his eyes closed. The world felt both his dreams and the hole in the casing of the Void and so responded as it should. The ground began to shimmer as giant tress and foiliage began to sprout from the ground. The earth gave way about fifty miles east of the town. As the earth began to vanish crystal blue waters began to take its place, creating a massive lake. From the lake, forest, and earth creatures both violent and docile began to crawl forth only to wander off or fly away. The giant pieces of sky stopped falling and began to float upwards to their rightful places, once again closing off the Void.
Shiro opened his eyes and rubbed them with his hands. A smile appeared on his face, this world was alive and he was alive within it. "I never thought I'd awaken again," he muttered to himself and brushed his long brown hair out of his face.
