The Storyteller's Challenge n. 3 - The solitude of Darkness

Yay! The third day! Enjoy a colorful blabble!

No, this image is not mine, we've been through this already. I would have never thought of something so creative.

"In the beginning, everything was Darkness. 

Wrong. In the beginning, everything was color. Before that there was darkness. But that was not the Beginning. 

Let's start from scratch. In the beginning, everything was Color. Not, Light, that's wrong. It was Color. Light is just a spectrum of colors, as we all know. 

Before the Color, there was Darkness. Come on, we've been over that. Then suddenly the Darkness exploded. A huge outburst of Color. 

There are no certainties as to why. But I have a theory. The Darkness was too... dark. It couldn't bear its own weight. Like a depressed person, it started crying. But the Darkness had no eyes, and what resulted from its despair was an explosion. A huge explosion, made of everything that the Darkness was not. Brightness. Color. Joy. 

And the Darkness did not feel alone, not anymore. Its opposite was also the only thing it could have wished for. Someone to keep it company. And later, Color showed Darkness something else. 

Existence.

It created swirling galaxies and colorful nebulas. It created the stars, red giants and blue dwarfs. It created planets, so unique only a few could support life, and those lives were so different none of them knew of each other. And Darkness created black holes, and shadows, and night. They both reveled at their work, and vowed never to leave each other."

Author's Note: the real story ends here. The following part was a challenge between me and another writer to find as many anime references as possible in each other's stories. So it;s pretty poorly written, and done just for the fun of it. You may want to stop here, or play the game and try to find the references. Just know that the real story was supposed to end at this point. 

Mr. Okumura's eye twitched. 

"What was that, exactly?"

"You asked me what I thought of the Big Bang, Mr. Okumura."

"No sarcasm with me! Whatever was that thing you just said, it certainly wasn't a scientific opinion! I didn't expect this from you, seriously. This is a failing grade."

Cana chuckled and went back to her seat. 

"Equivalent exchange. I get the fun, I pay for it. Well, it was worth it. It was romantic, no?" she whispered to Mikasa, who smiled softly. 

"Yeah. But I started thinking about Darkness' loneliness in the end, so I may have missed one piece of the story."

"What is she, schizophrenic?" someone whispered from the back seats, staring at Cana. 

The girl sighed. "It's a pity I have to tell that boring story to the teachers. This one is much better. No one thinks of the solitude that the Darkness must have felt. They're all obsessed with what famous old people have said."

"Let them be. Do you think that Darkness still loves Color?"

"Of course it does. You know, that's another thing people got wrong... Darkness will be forever with Color. Forever. Because it cannot bear being alone. Theirs is a love that will never end."

Mikasa smiled and went back to reading her notes. 

"I'm up next. I have a sequel to tell."