(four months later)
Hey Spod,
The birth of a universe requires a catalyst. An event to trigger the combustion. Creation of spontaneous life and an autonomous, ever-growing universe. Three minds fight for control of mine, three processors for one computer. Remember the concept of three.

(five months later)
One has split into three. If the original remains, does that mean there are four? How many are we? We think there are four but the original believes there is only one.
We will see.

(roughly 4-5 months later)
The wizard is here. He brings chaos. He is chaos, he rides lightning as does a rider ride his steed. His name is yet not known but it will be. Patience, he isn't ready yet.
what's up spod, how ya been!?

(five months later)
The newborn grows. It ages. It progresses. The one that will break the world is beginning to emerge. His chaos is unfettered, untethered and unhinged. He comes.
hey spod man!

(four months later)
A hatchling, an infant, a newborn that has clawed its way into existence. I have paved the way for the deities before me and will continue to do so.
hey spod man

(four months later)
hey spod man
He is here.