A man walked in a dark room, he was around two meters tall and was completely naked. He had golden eyes, which glimmered more than any jewel to ever exist. A very short hair, black like the void, it seems like it absorbed any light around it. Pale skin, like it never saw the sun even once, and a very muscular build finished the package. It made him look strong and salvage but his aura gave the feeling that even entire planets were mere specks of dust in front of him, men would feel jealous and women would flock around him, that is if men and women even existed.

The man's name was Chaos, the absolutely very first and ,as of now, the only being in the whole universe. And he was not walking in a room but void itself, which was everything around him.

The man keep walking, he had nothing to do anyway, no light could be seen, no sound could be heard, no wind felt, the very concepts of everything to ever exist still remain to be allowed in the planes of imagination and reality by this very man. 

If the time he was walking could be counted,  then not only years or centuries but entire eons have passed, but time did not existed yet. And if the length the man walked could have been counted by the greatest computer of all time, not continents nor planets, but uncountable galaxies would his journey span, alas space was not greated, even less the so called supercomputer.

The man was bored, that was his first ever and most constant emotion, he knew of everything that was happening in his domain, without even the need to check and look for it, and will always be like this, because he and everything to ever exist were the same. 

Nothing, absolutely nothing, nothing happen, happens and will happen without him knowing.

Walking he keept, feeling anxious, his second ever feeling, would It ever stay this way? The man knew he could change everything if he wanted, yet he chose not to, he had a small hope, his third feeling, that things would change by itself, but he knew the truth, afterall he knew everything, nothing is going to change, unless he make it happen.

The man stopped walking for the first time ever since he gained consciousness, he never got tired so there was no reason to ever stop moving, until now. And then he talked. For the first time ever, because before there was never a reason to.  

— It's Dark — He said, his voice was as loud as the most terrifying storm of lightings ever, as if announcing the end if the world, if storm and lightings even existed, it carried the strength of thousands nuclear bombs, even though none existed, it was heard throught all the universes and dimensons, time and space bend under the might of his words, despite not a single universe existing yet, just like time and space. 

Because he wanted to be heard, the vibrations caused by Chaos created the sound, it would follow its own logic and laws, forever in existence across the many universes yet to come, sometimes being manipulated and sometimes being restricted. 

Eons on the future these very first words would be called "The Big Bang" despite not a single living soul alive ever hering it, it's might would be forever writing on the very existence of the universe. In fact, his word shaped the very plane of the universe, that's why, the universe as would always be know, was mostly a dark place, with small dots here and there of light.

Out of nowhere, the darkness started moving, slowly but surely a small conglomerate of shadows was forming, first round, then it grew taller and slimmer, then it got more round in some very specific areas, and more slender in others. Out of the darkness a new being emergerd, the first of Chaos creations: a woman with short flat hair down her shoulders, her hair was so dark it seems like it would absorb any light around, same as his. She had dark eyelashes, violet lips, and skin as pale as his. 

A Voluptuous body that, in the future, would make even gods lose their heads, just a small chance of having her. Of course Chaos was not an exception, looking at her he developed his fourth ever feeling, lust. Chaos didn't know yet but in the future his first four feelings would be some of the most common around de universes. 

Bored, Anxious, Hopeful and Horny, Indeed, the combination of particularly three of these would be mortal and vicious.

The woman, while kneeling, opened her eyes for the first time ever, bright violet locked on shiny gold.

— Greetings my Lord — She said, her voice was sweet, if she wanted, simply asking to future weaker gods to kill themselves would be enough to end their lives, but the voice was also strong, it had authority and it would not accept no for an answer from anybody, aside from the one in front of her — Please concede me a name.

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Gods, all of them with no exceptions, would already have knowledge about the world they are born in, as well as knowledge about their specific domains and powers, whatever they might be and how powerful they are, though mastery over this knowledge was something completely different. 

These gods would not be like newborns, but adults with knowledge, power, personality and flaws, but not a name. Chaos was and would always be the only one to name itself, others would be named by their creators and progenitors or simply use their elements or domains as their names.

Chaos stopped for a moment, a name, it needed to be a good one, this was his first creation and would be together with him for many, many eons to come. He kept thinking, it could have been minutes, hours, years or centuries, none of them knew since time did not exist.

— Nyx — He said with his overbearing voice — you shall be named Nyx, the very first of my creations, second only to me. Goddess of darkness, shadows and night — Both did not know exactly what his words meant, since none of it even existed, but one thing was certain, she would wield immense power when their concepts stopped being just concepts. — Now, you shall help me create this little thing I call world — He said with a small smile - the world's first smirk.

With that, time flew and both discussed how to build a world, despite not much really changing with Nyx's appearance, since her domains were underdeveloped, concepts were been born all the time and Chaos already had a vague idea of the direction his next creations would take.

Most of these concepts were blurry and not very clear because nothing really existed yet, even though they were gods, they could not create an infinite train of thoughts based purely on theory, just like when Chaos gave Nyx's her domains, he just had a small idea of what they would mean. 

Take night as an example, he wanted it to be a constant part of the lives of every being in the future, he just didn't know how exactly, just like shadows, he thought it would be everything like what was around him, not the nothingness, but the feelings it should give and the constant color, he also thought that night and shadows should be in a bigger group which he named darkness. 

By now everything was just theories, but they were slowly making more and more sense, and Chaos was liking the way things were turning.

Of course, not only of concepts lives a man, and the relationship between Chaos and Nyx got more… Profound and intimate, which was a concept both could put to practice and they put it constantly, it was interesting how they did it in a place that was neither hot or cold, soft or hard, without any support except each other's powers, manly Chaos, to levitate. 

Now Chaos was standing with Nyx by his right side, he had a palm under his chin, pondering how he should bring to life his next invention. Based on what they discussed the world should be created on duality, everything should have a "negative" and a "positive", new concepts that both created, just like men and women, now Chaos was creating Nyx's contrapart. 

He stopped thinking and started talking, different from the first time, now he was used to it, and he actually liked to talk with someone like Nyx, regardless, it wasn't like he actually have a option, since there was no one else to talk to.

— It's Light — He said, and just like last time, it echoed with sounds that did not even existed yet.

After some time the darkness got… less dark, and on the left side of Chaos, the vast place, which was always pitch black got lighter and lighter, until not only it did not resemble the previous darkness, but was the completely opposite of it, soon it stopped getting clearer, Chaos was exactly in the middle of the clash between light and dark.

Just like last time, something was taking form, first the small conglomerate, then got taller and thinner, but this time the mass was completely white. 

Soon it had a humanoid form, it got again slender in some parts and curvy in others, then it finally finished. 

A woman was knelling in front of him, completely different form Nyx, though their bodies share many similarities, there looks were completely different, she had long curly blonde hair, and just like Chaos eyes, her hair glowed a little, her lips didn't have any noticeable color and her skin was white, though it looked somehow different than the color of their skin, Chaos' and Nyx's skins were sickly white, like they never saw the sun, while the new being's skin was normal healthy white, of course this association was wrong, there was no sun to begin with so it was impossible to sunbath, even more impossible was someone having a better health than Chaos himself.

After some time the light around her finally stopped and she opened her eyes for the first, staring at her creator, she had beautiful blue eyes, and Chaos though he should spread this color in the worlds he was soon to create, so every god and mortal could get a small taste of her eyes' beauty, paired with long eyelashes she was undoubtedly one of the most gorgeous beings in the world… there were just three so this was in fact very truthfully.

— Hail my Lord, please concede me a name — She said, her voice sweet and vivid, full of energy, yet somewhat calm and soothing like a warm fire in a dark cold night, capable of burning those too close, but offering comfort by keeping the cold away. Chaos didn't need much time to think about her name, it was already predetermined.

— Hemera, Goodness of Light and Day. 

And with this Caos now had the two most trustworthy creations to accompany him to the creation of the universe and everything that would come later, and just like last time, they thought and thought about how this new and amazing world they were about to create would work, what rules would follow, and how everything would be connected.