Before Time
Yuuri
The darkness was thick, sludge like in it’s weight. It wrapped itself around Yuuri’s mind, cocooning him not in comfort, but with void. Within the dark there was nothing. No feelings, no happiness, no betrayal. For a moment he let himself bask in the nothingness. Perhaps this was the time before. The place where time did not exist and the universe was still blank. Here the stars did not yet shine, no sun warmed the Earth, gods did not walk among men. For now, then, here, there was no Earth, no matter to violently collide into a bigger pile of mass with an ever growing gravitational pull. In this place, the embryo of the universe, not even the first God yet existed.
Bragtheron was the first god. From his flesh came stone. Matter began tumbling into the universe, his being a waterfall of hearth. Small pieces crashing together in the empty infinity of the cosmos. From him came the Earth, and all other planets. Within them he placed riches. Gems of red and green which shon even without the presence of light. But for all the beauty of his gems, the planets were simply masses of rock. Upon them there was no life, though they remained beautiful, ever encircling one another, little soldiers dancing to the absence of time. With this Bragtheron was content. While alone, he was not lonely. Save for what he was, what he had created, there was nothing. Soon there would be others, he often wondered what they would be like. Would they share the hard edges of his skin? Would diamonds also fall from their eyes? Of all the mysteries within the darkness, it was the one he wished to solve the most. Though for all his wanderings, Bragtheron was patient. Patiently, lovingly he continued to create new planets. Some whose surface glittered and swirled, some identical to the rough edges of
His skin. They were beautiful against the nothing. A something to, a somewhere to the harsh contrast of never and nowhere.
At some point, among the nowhere which was now somewhere, came another. Her skin danced, glowing with all the hues of his rubies, and with it colors he had not yet seen. Soft ambers and yellows. She was warm to the touch, and had his skin not been stone, he would have felt fire’s burn. She had no name, to Bragtheron this was rather sad, to not have a name is to be unacknowledged in the scheme of existence. And though existence was then small, he gave her the name Feuer. She graced him with smiles, with laughter, and within his empty planets she placed her essence in the center, warming the planet's from within. Together they journeyed, laughing, singing of the fire and stone and nothing of which they knew.
Others joined them in existence. Those who gave to the planet's air and cooled their surface with a substance which evaded one’s grasp. There was the sun Akellion, who created the sun, so warm and bright to which all Bragtheron’s planets gathered round.
Through the sludge he struggled, swimming through the cocoon of his creation. When he emerged, he found that beyond his nothingness, there was something. Beautiful worlds stood before him, engulfed in light, enveloped with water, graced by air. Upon them he found friends, to him they gathered, and gave him a name. Cahya they called him for his skin so delicately shone silver and stars lay within his eyes. WIth them Cahya learned, grew, and contributed to the existence. Within the expanse he wove stars and aurora. When the planets turned and Akellion’s sun was no longer to be seen, Cahya shone. His creations were best seen then. His friends he loved, and they in turn loved him.
As the other gods continued their journeys, Cahya settled upon the Earth. There the oceans swayed and the trees flowed into paintings of greens, and when the weather changed their colors mimicked the pattern of Fuere’s skin. Here Cahya was calm and so he stayed. But he was not alone on the Earth. With him was Akellion, and together their works clashed in beautiful splashes of color. Hues of purple, pinks, oranges, and blues settled upon the sky. With every sunrise and sunset they gathered in the communion of friendship. Together they feasted upon the rich fruits of the Earth. Cahya enjoyed working with Akellion, the two in tandem brought out the beauty of the other’s work. WIthin their hearts there was love, and upon Earth all was well.
Until the arrival of man.