Adam lonely

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Adam sat on a rock, alone, surrounded by the endless white void of heaven.

It stretched everywhere—bright, quiet, and empty. He looked around, hoping to see something, but there was nothing. Just this silence. Just him. He sighed, his shoulders heavy with loneliness.

His mind wandered back to the past, to when he wasn't alone. He remembered her. Lilith. Her laughter still echoed in his mind, warm and happy, like sunshine breaking through clouds. She used to smile at him, her eyes shining with excitement.

He remembered one day when she pointed at a big, strong lion and said, "This one... I'll call it Fluffy!" Adam laughed, shaking his head. "No, no, Lilith. That's a lion. It needs a strong name. God gave me the job of naming the animals, remember? I have to do it properly."

She pouted, her lips forming a small frown. "But Fluffy is such a good name!" she argued. Adam smiled softly. "It is, but it doesn't suit this creature. Names are important. They carry meaning, and I have to make sure they're right."

Lilith was full of energy. She never stopped moving, always curious, always wanting to do things on her own. One time, she tried to lift a huge rock. Adam saw her struggling, her small hands gripping the stone.

"Lilith, stop," he said, walking over. "You'll hurt yourself." She didn't listen at first, determined to move the rock. Adam stepped in, gently placing his hands over hers. "Let me do it," he said, lifting the rock with ease.

Beneath it, they found a nest of tiny, wriggling creatures. Lilith's eyes lit up, and she clapped her hands. "They're so cute!" she exclaimed, crouching to watch them. Adam chuckled, her joy infectious. "Yes, they are," he said, feeling a small warmth in his chest.

But it wasn't always easy. Sometimes, Adam had to protect her. The world wasn't completely safe, and she hadn't mastered her powers yet. Dangerous creatures roamed, their sharp teeth and glowing eyes a constant threat. Adam stood between her and them every time. "Stay behind me," he'd say, his voice firm. And she trusted him, always.

She also loved to name things—animals, trees, even the stars. But Adam often stopped her. "Lilith, you can't just name everything," he told her once. "Why not?" she asked, her head tilted in curiosity. Adam sighed, trying to explain. "God gave me the duty to name them. If you change the names, it might change how things work in the world. It's important to follow His plan."

She didn't always understand, but she respected him. They spent their days exploring, talking, laughing. She made the quiet places of the world feel alive. But then... everything changed.

Adam clenched his fists, the memories of Lucifer's betrayal flashing in his mind. Lilith had been misled, drawn away by his cunning words. He couldn't stop it. He couldn't protect her from that. Now, she was gone, and he was alone.

He sighed again, his gaze drifting to the endless void around him. The angels noticed his sadness. They murmured among themselves, whispering about how lonely Adam had become. Some came to sit with him, trying to cheer him up. They talked about the beauty of heaven, about God's plans. Adam smiled politely, thanking them for their kindness, but their words couldn't fill the emptiness in his heart.

Sometimes, he stared into the white void for hours. It was quiet, peaceful, but also unsettling. It reminded him of how empty he felt. One day, he did something strange—he spoke to it.

"Hello," he said, his voice soft. "Are you here, too? Alone, like me?" The void didn't answer, of course. It was just a blank space. But Adam kept talking. "I think you must be lonely. I know how that feels."

Then, something happened. A faint sound echoed back to him. "Roo..." It was barely audible, just a whisper. Adam blinked in surprise. "What? Who's there?" he asked, looking around. But there was no one. The sound came again, clearer this time. "Roo."

He chuckled quietly. "Oh, I see. That's just my voice coming back to me." He thought for a moment, then smiled. "Well, if you're going to keep me company, I should give you a name. I'll call you Roo."

From that day on, Adam spoke to the void as if it were alive. "Hello, Roo," he'd say every morning. "It's just me again." He knew it was silly, but it made the silence a little less heavy.

"I know you're not real," he said one day, staring into the white expanse. "But... it feels like you are. Maybe that's enough."

Even though Roo never truly answered, Adam felt a little less alone. But deep down, he still longed for something more. He missed the laughter, the warmth, the feeling of having someone by his side.

For now, though, he sat quietly, his eyes fixed on Roo, the endless white void, as if it was the only friend he had left in this vast, lonely heaven.