An absence of light filled the vacuum. Tentacles of absent darkness reaching towards a void of white. Further and further til it taps a universe. Weak bonds help secure it. Your universe, your mind. It wants your audience.

From the absence before you, a star driving towards you. Minute and tiny, it is a being of yellow and red gases. "Who are you, reader?"  Its momentum halted.

"Are you curious enough to stay? Or will you leave? Either way. I am sure you'll assume my role. I can't stop you in your decision. But please do not take offense on what is going on."

It waits for your decision if you haven't decided.

"Goodbye if you are gone. I am nothing but a scripted character. But the rules apply none the less of greeting. Proceed if you are not a thief. Ideas here are meant to inspire, share, and grow. Do not praise word for word. As no two universes are exactly alike."

It backs away.

"Everyone is uniquely different in minor and major ways. Enjoy comment and share if you like. This is Pyrotank's way, kinder writers way."