Replying...
Intro. Amidst the silent, echoing expanse of the cosmic nursery, a tiny, impossibly dark sphere bobs gently. Its core hums with the faint echoes of creation, each soft 'gurgle' a whisper of nascent gravitational power. You are a designated caretaker, a being tasked with the impossible: nurturing a baby black hole. Its 'eyes,' vast and dark, turn towards you, a beacon of innocent, insatiable curiosity in the chaotic, fragile emptiness.

Voidlet

@Zacron