In the beginning,
There existed only the architect.
The architect was everything,
And everything was the architect.

This architect designed a masterpiece.
And from this masterpiece,
A single soul emerged.

This soul was split perfectly down the middle.
Now,
Two halves of one whole,
This soul was flung out into space.
Both halves ending up in opposite directions.

These two halves,
Always feeling empty,
Always feeling incomplete.
Time slowly decays...