Memories of A Spawn

As hard as it to believe, my first memory is of my birth, or more specifically, the moment I came to be. As I open my eyes,or the equivalent of such, I was immediately flooded by the amount of lights, the many colors of light just simply amazes my newborn mind.

Its good to see you are up and about, my little eldritch.Someone says behind me. Struggling, I turn to see just who it was. There just was something about that voice, it somehow, just made me feel safe. Looking up, I saw the most calming eyes that I had ever seen - though I had live for so very little time, but hey that is how it goes-

Tell me, my little one, do you feel like playing with me? Are you ready to have some fun with Daddy? He said, smiling. Though I wasn't didn't have the knowledge of the words, I knew that i would have lots of fun with my Daddy.

Me and Daddy played quite often, changing my surroundings, trying to get the scenery as chaotic as my young mind could understand. As I played with Daddy, I couldn't help but notice that there appeared to be no one but me and him. During the first days of playing I didn't care. After all, warping my surroundings into mountains of ice cream took most of my attention.