INK: Shortstories of Sentience

A sentient being comes from the inspiration and ideas of his former creator. Ink fused with imagination. Its shape always reflects and shows the creator's thought and inspiration. His home is in the pages of Akashic records. A book which contains all the event of dimension. By the book, he can visit many places in many dimensions. As long as there is a medium of creativity and idea to be made, he can go there. The book was made by a being who sees all the existing timelines, an infinity incarnate and a being which represents knowledge and the urge to learn new things. They made this book to find a specific person, an important person for their upper one. For that one who gave them the Authority of Time, Infinity and Knowledge. The 3 " Authorities" were created Memoire, Holder of memories, an everlasting bottle of ink and pen where the head was made of a piece from one of the " Authorities" to express those memories, inspiration and creativity. To essentially write and sort the information in the records. One book per person. "It is an important job." Memoire heard this line a lot. Thus, he sorted the info out of the records. When one book is finished, it means that something has reached an end. Memoire breaks from the sorting duty were mostly just bringing the finished book to the library of the Great Hall. The House master loved to collect books which he stored in his library. In that room, there was a specific place for the memoires. "I have the same name as these books." "Why do I have this name?" "Why do they need these books?" "Why is this job important?" Memoire asks several questions about the work he was given, the place where he was and who he is. But there was no one who could answer his question. He was by himself. The 3 being who brought him to this place. Those who created him from The record itself are already left. "I have no further obligation to him." "I will see the world." "We are done with our work. I don't want to be near to him ever." These were the parting words from them. They had a job too. A work for the House master. A being only called "Draco". Day by day Memorie did his job. One time he noticed the ink started to move by itself. He watched the little blob of ink. How it is moving and acting. On one day, Memoire showed a drawing of a crow to it. The blob look at it, watch it with a certain focus. Then it took the shape of a crow. First, it was silent. It didn't know its sound or what it was. Memoire taught the little inkblob everything about that bird. The sound it makes, the behavior of its acts. Slowly, Memoire taught him many things. Thus, the ink becomes sentient. One day, the ink reached a point where it took the form of a human. The one species which Memoire talked about the most. Memoire finally wasn't alone. He had a companion. He named the ink "Niel." Niel always liked to watch Memoire while he wrote. Keeping company with him, talking about all kinds of topics and themes. The books and history which were written in the records. Memoire's life has changed, as well as Niel's life. Memoire's break wasn't just that he brought the finished books to the library, but to keep a conversation and fun discovery of the place where they lived. Memoire was glad and joyful that he wasn't lonely anymore. Niel admired Memoire, the only person he knew. But good things never last forever. One day, while Memoire was sorting a book. "This person's life is incredibly long and very confusing." "Her story in the book starts at the very end of it, but ends at the first page." He worked weeks and weeks on it. "It doesn't make sense, the timeline of her existence contradicts each other." Memoire found something in the books which scared him. He re-read the parts that he had already made. It took several weeks to finish the book. While Memoire wrote that one single book, he changed. For worse. He was exhausted, scarred. It affected his appearance. The calm, happy look vanished and left a terrified, despairing one. For that book he gave it a special name, "Grimoire". "Niel, can you help me? This book needs to be placed where the other Memoires are. Can you do it?" While Niel brought the books to the library. Memorie took the Grimoire and ran to the Great hall. He went to one of the door where he thought Draco couldn't follow. When Niel got back, he didn't find Memoire anywhere. Next to the Akashic records, there was a message. "I have to protect this book. I can't let Draco get this. This book is too dangerous. Now I understand why this one was so complicated. He only wanted to know where this person was. Nothing else. But I can't let it happen. Don't worry about the records, he can't use it without me. Sadly, that is why they made me. That was their job. Now I understand why they wanted to leave so badly." Niel took his original form, and plunged himself into the Akashic Record. Within the records, he can travel anywhere. Where there is media and creativity, there's a door for him. Thus, he decided to find Memoire, and help him.