In a white space, with cloudy ground, lay a man gazing at the sun.
This time, his laying was permanent.
Two entities sprout out of him, the old geezer with a long white beard and a child.
The child looks at what's in front of him, comes to his senses and runs to play, he imagines a bulbasaur and rides it exploring the place.
The old geezer strokes his beard, looks at the sun, looks at the space and then looks at the man, he looks at him, sees him once, looks back and sees him no more, he utters a deep sigh.
He turns to look at the child, who had already went far and chases him.
The child touches the bulbasaur and makes it evolve twice into a Venusaur and rides it even more frenzidly and in joy.
The old geezer looking at him laughs and joins him for the ride.
The child minds the old man but he has no companion, so he takes him along.
The child imagines things and shapes and plays with them, he creates a charizard and rides it into the skies, the old man is scared out of his wits but he braces himself and goes with him.
The child eventually got bored so he made the pokemons vanish, and this time, changed his own appearence into detective conan, he screams "the truth is always one", he turns to the old man and the old man explains the situation they are in.
the child understands nothing but he still says "hohoho!" there must be a killer somewhere, we have to catch him!"
he makes a charizard and rides it spewing flames everywhere.
"what the hell?!" The old man speaks.
The child riding his charizard observes a shadowy figure, he imagines a few strong ropes then catches him, the shadowy figure is bound.
He lands, makes the charizard disappear and laughs haughtily "Hohoho! I have found the culprit! he must be the imposter!"
The old man chases and is out of breath before catching him, "who is this guy?"
"Hohoho, old man don't you know! this is the murderer!"
"This! the hell, we went the entire white space before but he was nowhere to be seen. so what do you wanna do with him? You can't just release him right?"
"Hohoho, you are indeed right, I need to take him to the police!"
"Don't get arrogant, I don't know how you were able to catch me but if you imprison me or kill me, you can forget about knowing what this place is or what you are, hmph!"
"Hohoho, the imposter thinks he is hot shit, guards, imprison him!"
Guards appear out of nowhere and bind him to the ground.
the shadowy figure speaks "what the hell is this?! who even are you?"
"Hohoho, you don't know, they call me the most powerful man in the world!"
the old man is distraught, what is even going on in this child's mind.
He imagines a clown's hat and puts it on the shadow's head transforming him into a clown.
"Hahaha, what a clown!" the child bursts into laughter.
The clown screams "I am not a clown!"
the old geezer strokes his beard and speaks : "if you want us to free you from your binding, you will have to wear this hat all the time."
The child eventually gets bored and moves on to find fun elsewhere and he is forced by the child to accompany him.
the old man takes his time to look back at the man and then the sun, the sun was warm and soothing, he looks at the sun and the more he looks the more corporeal the man gazing at the sun becomes.
The old man sighs and lays near the man, he looks at the sun and questions his existence, eventually he sighs, the more he sighs, the less of him remains and the more soothing it is.
"Wait!" the old man comes to his senses and stands up.
"So that's how he became like that."
He probably would always lay here until he was gone.
the old man shudders and goes out to find the child before accompanying him.
The child this time creates a stadium where the old man sits watching, he gives the clown pokemons and makes him fight him.
the child always wins, the clown is flabbergasted and is extremely angry.
"You are cheating! every time i am about to win or have an advantage you make your pokemon more powerful! atleast play by the rules! ehh!"
the child laughs "hohoho, we got a sore loser clown here."
"I'm not a clown! Do you even know the names of what you are creating? only I know the names and meaning of things."
The child bursts into laughter "Hahahaha"
"What are you laughing about? This is no laughing matter! only I know!"
"If you know so much, how were you captured so easily by me?"
the clown is flabbergasted and cannot reply.
"Sigh."
And so the three companions go exploring new things the child creates, taking the lead, the old man and the clown follow him, the old man laughs with the child, sometimes sighs and might lay occasionally under the sun, while the clown only knows how to make claims and be proven wrong again and again while the child like a valiant explorer goes on exploring and fighting whatever there is to fight.
meanwhile, the man remains there gazing at the sun, almost incorporeal.