Allison was bored.
Her job was simple: observe and monitor. She sat in a room and stared at a world of someone else's design.
That was her purpose.
She had nothing else.
Watch.
Sit.
Observe.
Take notes about what the world achieved that day, that month, that year, that whatever.
Send it off into the void for someone to make something out of it.
She didn’t interfere. She didn’t create. She just sat and watched as everything moved forward.
“Sit in the void and watch. Never interfere. Watch until it dies.” She was told.
She had done this for 138,000 centuries.
She wanted this world to die.
She wanted to stop.
At least then she could do what wanted to. Like being unemployed with a billionaire's salary.
That was her dream. This world still had use, somehow. It was the equivalent of a molding omelet made of a rotten egg sitting at the bottom of the compost no one had taken out in months, but somehow it still had use. Somehow, it was useful for developing better and stranger worlds. Did she know why? No. But what could she do? She was made for this specific task. Only after it was complete should she become her own person. At first it was stunning. Colors she had never seen before, something born out of nothing. Then it was beautiful. Creatures spawning from cells and bacteria. She saw herself reflected in the snake and her mind reflected in the octopus. She saw her siblings in the Orca. She saw the fluff in the wolves, bears, and the apes. Then the apes grew. There was a subspecies, then a subspecies of that one and another one after that. Finally it came to humans. It was interesting at first, then horrifying.
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Absolute horror.
She hated these things.
With their selfishness and their philosophy.
It was stupid. Everyone dies, then their matter gets recycled. Nothing special about it.
They spread across the planet.
They destroyed the planet.
It was only a matter of time before they spread further.
So, how to solve this. Maybe, speed up the death of the world? Subtly?
Well, that sounded alright to Allison.
So, that's what she did.
Tweak some numbers here, destroy some buildings there. Things were going smoothly.
That was, until someone discovered her meddling.
At first Allison was scared, she was petrified. She thought that she was caught.
But nope. It was a human. Some random university student. She was the first one that ever noticed Allison. Not a genius of the century, not someone with political power. Not someone of a royal bloodline. Just a student at a university.
Allison was confused. How could someone completely ordinary have perceived changes in the fabric of reality beyond their comprehension.
Something had to be wrong. Right?
Allison spent quite a bit of time learning everything about this one girl in hopes of finding something unusual about her. But nothing came up, she just ended up finding out that all of their interests aligned and she was just like really nice. She came up with the excuse that she was a skilled hacker in hopes of covering up the whole observing the universe thing and that excuse somehow worked really well. Just like that Allison had made her first friend, and her first reason for keeping this world alive.
Their friendship was simple, Rinaye would be spending time alone and then that strange pink-ish text box would pop up. Rinaye would laugh at the unexpected dad joke and their conversation would continue from there. Anything would be a topic, the economy, Rinaye’s job as a game tester, anything was up for grabs. Discussion of the various technologies that came out that week. Allison listened to her talk about anything and everything. Info dumping on a new video game? Allison was there for it. Venting about the state of the world? Allison was there for it. Sharing random memes Rinaye found on the internet? Allison was there for it.
They were both happy.
That made it even more devastating for Allison when the notice for the thing she had wanted for centuries finally came.
.
“Oh.”
