The universe, in all its infinite vastness, was but a single, perfect note in the symphony of eternity. It was a harmony so pure, so exquisite, that even the most discordant of discords found its place within it. And within this cosmic melody, there was a tiny, insignificant speck of stardust, a world that had yet to be named, a place where the music would one day take on a life of its own.

In the beginning, there was nothing but emptiness and darkness. And then, in the blink of an eye, or the snap of a finger, or the breath of a single immortal being, there was light. And with that first flicker of illumination, life began to stir within the primordial ooze that coated the surface of the newly formed planet.

The light grew brighter and warmer, bathing the world in its glow. The oceans churned and the landmasses rose, and as they did, the first creatures emerged from the depths. They were simple organisms, unburdened by complex thought or emotion, but they were alive, and they were in awe of their surroundings.