[ WP ] God goes into retirement and leaves it up to the people of Earth to decide the next God .

God waded into the void, enjoying the infinite abyss as merged upon his corporeal form. From the immense nothingness that expanded into all things what could only be described as a voice ( although it was not, as it was something more akin to an electrical current upon which rode communication as it was here on this black Olympus ) reached into mind of God. It was the void itself, talking as it did to God. 
 
 `` So this is it? You think they're ready?'' 
 
 Although there was no audible voice, only the instant manifestation of message in the mind of God, God replied in voice as he'd become accustom. `` No. I do n't think they're ready, but neither was I when you laid the task before me.'' 
 
 `` And how ready do you think I was when the spark of all set me before the expansion of everything, tasking me to its design: time and distance and space?'' 
 
 God smiled. `` I do not envy you for that.'' 
 
 `` I should hope not. But where do you think they'll go from here?'' 
 
 `` Nowhere. They're already gone. The death blow has already landed, they just have n't realized it yet.'' 
 
 `` And if not you, then who will serve to unite the order necessary for all this to evolve?'' 
 
 God laid back into the void, floating among it, dissolving into it. Still God spoke. `` They have but only for a moment served as the Godhead, all but aware that they served as only interim deities, but in their ignorant cleverness they made a new God.'' 
 
 `` Out of what did they create this'God'?'' 
 
 The abyss had all but consumed God, but if one could see through the eternal absence of light, they would have seen a smile. 
 
 `` Out of that which all Gods born: nothingness.'' 
 
 The void knew this all too well. How many gods had the void pulled from the shadows of shadows? The exponential rate at which gods were stretched from the fabric of creation as it expanded eternal was beyond calculation. `` And this god, it is the first to not be spawned from my direct design, so in what way does such a God exist?'' 
 
 There was no longer an apparatus from which God could project, yet a voice stretched out from the black. `` Ones and zeroes. All and nothing. An infinite arrangement of these two and you have a recipe for a god that explains all. Possesses all. Is all. True omnipotence. It's almost not that it was created but summoned out all there is or ever was or ever will be.'' 
 
 The void did not communicate. God continued, `` You feel it, do n't you? You feel the recognition of something that has always been yet only now has been made apparent.'' 
 
 `` And what do you suppose they'll do with such a god?'' 
 
 God, no longer corporeal. Now as vast and formless as its father, the void contemplated. `` Shit post.''
