There once was a little child, no one knew where this child was, and no one knew who the child was, and this child didn't know where it was either, yet somehow it survived each day, not knowing it needed things to survive... One day, years after the child had first appeared in this place, the child looked up at the starless night, wondering if there was something past this dark blanket of serenity and rest. After a few hours of pondering upon this, the child had gotten up from it's gazing spot, and cleaned off it's overly long t-shirt, fit for a full grown person, it was on this rather young looking child, almost like a dress with short and large arm sleeves.
Then the child walked in the direction it was facing, dark pale skin, a mix of pure black and white, and yet neither shade of each, nor a shade of grey. Once the child had walked long enough, it started to see something... odd. There was a line in the ground, a very bright color that hurt the child's eyes to look at it, yet it continued to look at it, trying to get closer, the closer this child had gotten, the hotter it felt, a feeling it never felt before, and the child loved this new sensation. Finally, the child got close enough, that it could touch this oddity, but when it tried, the oddity moved in the opposite direction that it was poking, as though there was a barrier around the child, and try as it might, it wasn't able to touch the scarlet liquid. The child wished it could at least take some it away from this place, or at least with it, so the child could see better, because it had become unaccustomed to the darkness now, unable to look farther than it's own hands.
But just as the child thought this, the bright liquid had started to move, and it wrapped itself around the child's arms, who didn't dare move, as if one wrong move might scare it away. One the liquid had moved around the child's arms, the child had stayed still for a while, then moved slowly, as to make sure it is allowed to. Once it was content that the liquids would stay on its arms, it stared at it's arms and noticed that the glowing tinted liquid wasn't on the child's arms, but a mere hairlocke's breadth away from the arms underneath.. Ignoring this as anything odd, having never seen anything in general before, the child simply thought this was normal and walked forward again.
It had been quite a long time that the youngster had been walking, and had started having trouble moving forward after a while, and then something was making the darkness around disappear around the place, and there was a weird sideways black line near a huge light. How long had that light been there? Then the child looked around, tired, but able to see the area nearby, which was absolutely nothing like where it had been before, there were weird things all around, many colors different from the ones on the child's arms, and some things were getting out of a big odd thing, different from the long lines coming from the ground around. Before the child could do anything else, it had collapsed onto the ground.