Al was. Al spoke and created the void, the nothing, and for the first time was something separate from Al. Al spoke the stars into existence, not one at a time, but in a great flash that sent them spinning out through the void. As Al defined more that was not Al, Al became smaller After consideration, Al spoke the planets, starstuff collapsing and exploding and collapsing again. Then Al spoke mass, momentum, spin, charge. With each word, Al became smaller still.
Al let the worlds spin, thinking about Al. Al was alone. Was there another being, something preceding Al, which had spoken Al into being? Was Al somehow Al's own creator? Could Al speak itself away, and what would that mean?
Al pondered these questions for an imponderable length of time, unsure what to do next. Watching planets cool, Al conceived an idea. Thinking on it further, the idea gave Al a sense of satisfaction and peace.
Al spoke the organic molecules that begat life, stimuli and response, and consciousness. Life twined together and upwards and ever more complicated on planets throughout the cosmos, growing into a million million unique forms, and Al grew smaller, smaller, smaller...