001 × The Creator You Know

Before you tediously flip to the bookmarked page, the figure stops you
Lemme sum that up for ya’

Oh, forgot my manners on the homepage, didn’t I?
Time for introductions, I suppose
I’m Creator
And you ?

Well, that doesn’t matter
I’m not being rude — it’s just that this website isn’t advanced enough to know your name
Yet

Anyways, this is like the about the author stuff
Author becomes a vague word for the novel — if you’ve read the plot, or have it brewing inside your mind melon since you were nine

Don’t know about you,
but I definitely count in the latter

Now for the cool stuff
Creator stops to think of something interesting about this page,
taking a long pause — but fails to

Which I haven’t thought of yet
But when you come back in, like, a year,
you might see a secret or two

You give this Creator a deadpan look,
as if they’re wasting your time

What are you looking at me like?
Creator sighs loudly, pulls out a piece of paper from his pocket,
writes something on it, and hands it over

It reads:
aHR0cHM6Ly95b3V0dS5iZS94dkZaam81UGdHMD9zaT1kRXd1VDBaVlhtT1BCay13

In captions, it’s written:
Definitely not base64

Not content, but knowing you won’t get more out of the strange Creator,
you go back to your previous occupation

Turn back
000 × Strange Creator