Empty, it was empty. What if I told you that in the beginning, there was only a void without end?
What if I told you that a "world" without definition existed before the one we know today? "God" created this boundless world, we call him "God" because He created it, did we not?
Morning was night and night was morning; man was woman and woman was man; the ocean was the land and the land was the sea.
In this old "world", everything was undefinable because words did not exist. Nothing could give it meaning; everything was one, boundless, untethered by ideology or law.
The void I speak of was not a dark vacancy or a hollow space in the cosmos. By "empty", I mean this world without definition. Of course, I only use the word "world" to tell you this story, for things must be defined, mustn't they?
But one day, something happened in that world. A creature... no, an anomaly, appeared, possessing an abstract form of deepest black.
It had no eyes yet could see; it had no mouth yet could speak; it possessed no senses yet could feel. And as it gazed upon a radiant object before its eyes, it uttered a single word.
"Light."
It spoke with a tone devoid of emotion, yet from those words, a change began to take hold. What was once undefinable now became defined.
Everything that had once been simply "true" now split into "true" and "false". The emergence of the word "light" created both light and its absence. That creature did not just give birth to definitions, but to ideology and law as well.
It did not stop at light and not-light. There appeared "one" and "two", then "them" and "us", and so much more. Law constrained everything; the world that was once limitless was now bounded by decree.
Light was light, and light was not darkness, and vice-versa; without light, darkness could not exist, and so it went. That "world" began to fracture, becoming the first creation: a giant tree with an infinite number of branches and leaves.
The branches and the tree continued to grow incessantly and with great speed. Creating new life, a new world, the creature watched as everything took shape.
Something that was not even in His plan was tampering with His creation, imposing order upon it. "God", witnessing this, was struck with shock that a being he never intended to exist could appear within his handiwork.
"God" grew furious and descended at once to face the anomaly. They argued, and it ended in a cataclysmic battle. For hundreds, even thousands of years, they fought until finally, He asked a question.
"Why...? Why do you care so much?"
The anomaly did not answer immediately. It dealt several devastating blows to Him that shook the very foundations of the giant tree.
"Is it not as it should be? Should not every living thing have its own choice?"
Hearing this, "God" grew even more enraged and launched a relentless barrage of attacks. But at the breaking point, the anomaly chose its final path: it sacrificed itself to seal Him away.
"God" was sealed. The anomaly vanished, though not entirely; it merely grew weak, having expended its power on such a massive scale to imprison the Creator.
To prevent Him from breaking free, the anomaly had also cast a spell that stripped God of His vast power, leaving Him frail.
The entire world could hear his screams. the screams of the Creator. The "God" once known as holy, kind, and wise now sought to destroy everything, becoming a negative energy that permeated all of creation.
He spread a fraction of his power into the tree and corrupted it, bringing the concept of evil into existence. From that day forward, "evil" and "good" were born into the world.
Yet, something else occurred without either of them realizing. A baby had been born into the world. not from the union of humans or any living thing, but from the residual power left behind by the battle of these two cosmic beings.
And so, the story begins.