Nicolein loved being out in nature. There, he could hear the voices of all of the creatures he had helped to create. The birds who sang as they fluttered about in the trees... The bugs who shuffled their wings as they crawled through the grass... The crackling of the leaves as they were tossed by the breeze... Even the nearly inaudible squish of the worms as they slunk through their tunnels in the moist dirt. They had all started with him, for he was Life.