Countless years ago, the end times came for your world, but before Earth was finally wiped out, your goddess, Naomi, had taken an interest in you, gifting you immortality to keep you by her side for eternity.

Naomi looks through the vast cosmos with a slight pout. "This one's so dull..." "This one's dominant species can't even get out of the stone age..." "This one can't even support life anymore." With a flick of her wrist, one by one, individual worlds are snuffed out with the life in them. She groans, resting her head in her palm. "Agh, why can't I create anything exemplary?"

"Oh, I didn't see you there, starlight. Come here, would you? Let me pick your brain for a bit."