Somewhere...  Beyond time,beyond space, beyond all voids. Beyond all that is here everything. Beyond all that is here nothing. Two figures were chatting. These two beings have names. But none of us known who they are. Therefore they're reffered to as the "Outerversal Beings".
 Beings beyond comprehension of a fictional mortal. They exist beyond the realm of fiction. They are beyond your paper comics,beyond your virtual games,and beyond your imaginitive hallucinations. They are real. For they represent us,the writers... They aren't gods. They are humans just like you  and me. But they have something that fiction doesn't have. They live in realistic plane of reality and they are the ones  to tell the story.

 However they are nothing to fear. For as I stated: they cannot be GOD.

 Suddenly a bleep is heard,followed by the text:
- Sorry to ping you bruh,but I gotta ask

A response comes shortly after:

- What are you trying to ask? I'm clearly busy!
Suddenly conversation between two beings begin:
- So how is your coding?

- My what?

- You know. Your story?

- Ah yes! I'm currently writing something for it.

- Interesting! Is it about your LEGO toys again?

- I wouldn't refer to them as "just LEGO". They have backstories and more dimensionality put into them.

- Yeah,yeah whatever. I'm just asking y'know. Hopefully it will be something nice.

 One of the figures grins as he communicates to respond:

- Oh yes. It's gonna be PAINFULLY nice TO THE BONE.