In the silence before time, when the infinite black stretched unbroken, a force grand in design stirred, breaking free from the shackles of darkness. Where there was nothing, a spark of existence took root, flourishing amidst the endless void. Creation was born and from the birth of creation itself arose the first beings, the manifestation of the universe's will to exist.

These colossal beings, born of pure light, radiated with an intensity that could not be contained by form. They were formless, shifting between shapes that flickered and morphed like the changing constellations—sometimes appearing as towering figures with flowing limbs of brilliance, other times dissolving into streams of pure light that stretched across the heavens. Their bodies seemed to be woven from the very threads of creation, a web of glowing energy that pulsed with the rhythm of stars being born. Their presence alone stirred the void into movement, a ripple of power that spread across the silent abyss. Their eyes—if they had eyes—were suns in themselves, burning with the fire of life, galaxies spiraling within their depths.

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Gazing into the lonely abyss, the colossal beings felt a deep sorrow, as if the endless void called to them with a hollow ache. To fill the silence, they sought to weave life and meaning into the fabric of existence. With a sweep of their hand, the primordial stars ignited, scattering light across the void. And with a single breath, they whispered the cosmos into bloom, where the vastness of creation stretched endlessly into the silence.

Outward they venture each with their own purpose, filling the emptiness and bringing life to every corner of this void. It was a sight to behold as the universe slowly bloomed like a flower once the winter coat has thawed. Light spread across the cosmos as each cosmic entity came to existence. The worlds were forged, shaping the universe as we know it. The sun, which lights our day, and the moon, which shines brightly at night, were born. Even the countless stars we see at night, each with their own story, carry the mark of different creators.

Life began to prosper in the universe, however such existence would not be left unchecked for before there was everything. There was The Void