A nameless creature jammed into a nameless space located in an unknowable location was all that stood between Experiment 726 and what he considered to be the Endless Stream of Creation itself. The creature was large and menacing, but seemingly beautiful to behold. Experiment 726 crinkled his eyelids at the creature that stood before him, frustratingly unable to comprehend all but the most simple adjectives about it. And yet… it was as clear as day and cold as night.
Cold. That was something you could call it, 726 mused. It was one of a very limited number of describing words that he could muster about this impossible place, because no matter how much he looked or analysed anything, nothing seemed to make much sense.
“Why come here?” The nameless creature demanded. “And how? No creature such as yourself should even be capable of getting here.”
“I'm just lucky?” 726 tried. “I honestly don’t know.”
“You don’t know?” The entity echoed.
“Nope.” Said 726. “I'm just an experimental subject… you know the deal, born in a vat, raised in an enclosure… no one told me anything about what was to become of me. You do know that deal, right?”
The creature stared pensively for a moment – that was another useful describing word! – and sighed in 726’s general direction. “The first time your race is able to make any sort of contact, and they go and send a confused moron with no real life experience like you? How sad.”
“I'm not a moron!” 726 called indignantly. “I’m educated, thank-you very much! My mentors have said I’m obscenely smart, that I’ve learnt so much in so little time! That’s why they wanted me for the experiment.”
“Obviously your mentors neither taught nor knew the difference between genuine cleverness and education.”
“Well, why do you think I’m an idiot, then? Give me reasons.”
The nameless creature snorted. “You think of me as nameless, yet you do not ask my name. You think this location to be unknowable, yet you make no real attempt to know it. You call what is behind me the 'Endless Stream of Creation', with no evidence but petty visuals. Most laughably of all, you do not fear me as you do your masters, and yet you still neglect to ask questions. Your shocking lack of curiosity is, above all else, the reason for your stupidity.”
“Oh.” Said 726. The creature began to laugh with unmistakeable mirth.
“Even now, you all but fail to ask me if I really can read your thoughts and mind.”
“But I don’t think you can.” Said 726. “I think you know things somehow, but if you could read my mind, you wouldn’t have seen the need to ask why and how I got here, would you?”
“Well… maybe you’re a little sharper than I thought.” The entity admitted. “Nevertheless, you’re wrong. I know exactly what’s going on in your head, but only what you’re thinking about at the time. And you weren’t thinking much about how you’d gotten here when you did. That’s why it always pays to ask and be sure, rather than walk around thinking you’re right and high and mighty when there might be something you’ve neglected to consider. Humans are fallible creatures, at best.”
726 looked at the maybe-not-so-indescribable creature oddly. “I bet you’re not infallible either. What makes you more right than I am?”
“Intuition.” Waved the entity, vaguely. “Regardless, there is a more pressing matter. For how long do your masters plan to keep you here?”
“Anyone would think you want me gone.”
“Oh, so you don’t know.” Said the entity, not even bothering to listen to 726’s words when what bubbled to the top of his mind provided a far more relevant answer. “And I am not lacking in social skills so much as to genuinely confuse you on that matter! I said nothing of wanting you gone.”
726 blinked. “When was the last time you even spoke to anything?”
“You sound like you learnt how to interact with people out of a book.”
“I read no such thing!”
“Well obviously,” 726 chortled, “No serious manual would ever tell you to interact with someone by deriding them.”
Seriously confused, the entity tilted what appeared to be some sort of head, trying to make sense of this strange person who was accusing it of having no social skills. 726 was just staring at it smugly, doing his absolute best to keep his mind nearly completely blank, with the exception of a pure and continuous flow of random numbers…
“Confound it!” the entity exclaimed. “I – I’ve never actually spoken to anything in my life!”
The words echoed through the empty, infinite place, bouncing off nothing. 726 tilted his own head at the entity’s tilted head, then wandered around it to the still-mentally-dubbed Endless Stream of Creation. It seemed to show everything that 726 had known to happen, but what he could remember was infinitesimally small compared to everything else that flowed down the stream. All the while, little sparkling droplets of what was apparently time spattered and flew from the body of energy, before being sucked back in at some other point.
“… You can see all of this, but I’m the only thing you’ve ever met?”
“Well, no one else has ever gotten here.” The entity explained. “I didn’t even think it was possible… until you showed up.”
“… All your life? How long have you lived?”
And then 726 had popped out of existence, just as fast as he'd originally appeared. The entity stopped just as it was about to speak, looked around almost desperately for any sign of company, then sat down. It tilted its head the other way, and shut its eyes.
“… I’ve always lived.” It sighed.