Fictioned, written, built, created, played and watched. Is this the absolute definition of our birth in this universe? What is the beginning of an endless growth? Is a system that can exist out of nothing possible? Is time a beginning? Is there any before that? We have a few answers for all these unknowns. Its persuasiveness is debatable, but we'll have to settle for the best answers until we find something better. What is the power that makes us worthy of living on a piece of rock in the whole universe? What is this power that makes us ask the question 'Are we alone in the universe?' What is this power that imposes selfishness inside of us? What is the helplessness of evolution, adaptation, population floating around in this cycle? What is this Audience that gives us will and the right to choose sides?