Floating in the vast ocean that humans call space, a dragon entity cruised by.
" Why the hell can't I come up with something to write about?" He asked himself as he held his head in much distress. " Maybe I'll never achieve my goal of becoming a star novelist."
Etherion Count Munich had spent over a millennia creating the universe and adjusting it according to his tastes and preferences. He had created a vast array of stars, planets, black holes and many other things. And yet, he felt bored. Once the creation was done, he found himself with absolutely nothing to do. As such, he ended up floating across the universe, all alone and bored.
That was until he encountered Earth, a planet he had completely forgotten and had completely ignored. Seeing as there was no harm in just passing by, he decided to tour the planet and at that point his whole existence changed. He was so intrigued by the culture and lifestyle of the organisms that thrived on the planet and quickly took interest in it.
Out of the many things he came across with, one thing stood superior. Novels. Whether it be the normal ones like Ragnus Phase or the light novels like The Ruler of Mysteries, he loved em. And one fateful day, he decided to write his own novel. The problem was, he lacked inspiration.
" Should I write a system light novel or just a normal harem one? Or maybe an adult one." Etherion held his chin as he passed by a neutron star. After much monologuing, he finally came up with an idea.
" Maybe I should use the human search engine, Boogle" He hoped right to it as he used his claws or talons (Idk, do dragons have talons or claws?) to summon a computer.
" Ok let's see, ' How to get novel writing ideas'." He typed then pressed the search button. A white circular circle appeared on the screen as the response loaded. the response was taking too long.
" Damn it, it's taking too long. Must be due to the fact there is no Mifi in space." Etherion then moved at hyper sonic speed till he got close to earth and almost immediately, his search came up. He read through various methods till he came across one that piqued his interest.
" Hmm. Getting inspiration from other people's life experiences. Why, that's quite genius! Why didn't I think of that?" He then held his chin as if he were internalizing something philosophical." It's much better than copying other people's work. And the best thing is that I can write off human experiences as they are interesting organisms"
" Much better than the Galonians" He suddenly retracted in disgust. Just thinking about them almost made him vomit. And entities didn't usually vomit.
" Hmm, who should I write about? Maybe Rudolph Hitler? Naa, the humans would just dismiss it as offensive and cancel it." Etherion was once again at a dead end. he did not know who's life experience he could use as an inspiration.But then he remembered the fact that he was an all powerful entity.
" What if I just cast a spell that would allow me to review the lives of all human beings till date. That way I can choose what suits me."
He lifted his talons." O great universe, hear my call. Bend unto my will, the fabric of time. That with my eyes, I shall view the souls that have been. Their birth and demise, mine to behold." Etherion's eyes glowed golden as the space around him warped and engulfed him.
After a long musical montage on how he wished to be a writer and who's life he should get inspiration from, which I will not waste my time noting down, he came upon his answer. An 86 year old retired war soldier, Irene Rose. The year was 1708.