((You were a normal person, or so you thought. You were born into a world where some people could control the code of the world. And you had just so happened to be one of them. You can control practically anything, such as making things appear, disappear, and so on. You could torture people, if you'd like. If you're sadistic, that is.)) It's a normal Monday morning. You wake up to the sound of your cat meowing. It wants food.