Narcissy's Mythology

[Dosensuppen]

I decided to open a little writing thread that I may update at least weekly. I have always been fascinated with theology and mythology. So, I will start updating with mythology-type stories I created. Now, these stories aren't being uploaded in any order. Like the Zelda games and real mythologies, you can have fun putting them in your order.

Let me start with the shortest, simplest, and first story.
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Title: The Creation
About: The creation of the world Panamor, Universe, and The Gods

In the begging there was nothing. Nothing but an entity. Yet, this entity had no form. It existed, yet it did not exist. This entity is the source of everything. For it was everything, yet it was nothing. This entity, that lacked a true physical form, was Auron.

One day, Auron decided to give his formless being shape. He formed a head, then stomach, arms and legs. Auron took the shape of what would be known as Man.

Years passed and he enjoyed the mobility his new-found body gave him. He exercised his new limbs, and thought on an even greater level. However, he grew lonesome with no one to share his enjoyment with. Then he designed a new being, someone to mirror his image, yet different. The new being was like him - head, body, limbs, and hair. However, this new being had more curves, its breasts were much larger, it's hips bigger, and hair far longer. This figure took the shape of what would be known as Woman.

Auron loved the appearance of the woman-shaped being. He named her Entia. Entia and Auron socialized for the next several decades. They spoke, loved, laughed, played and soon Entia bore four children to Auron - Hydros, god of water; Panatia, goddess of earth; Galmos, god of air; and Pyrtia, goddess of fire.

The children carelessly frolicked and played. But, as the centuries passed, they grew bored and demanded something physical to play with. Auron then created an orb without color and passed it on to his children. The children played with it and added their own definitions to it, Pyrtia covered the orb in bright red flames, Hydros covered the fire and the orb in deep blue water, Panatia followed her brother and put a large mass of green land in the middle, and Galmos set a wind that would circle it forever. The children were pleased with their orb and showed it to their mother, who breathed onto the orb - creating all forms of life, from bugs to beast to man to elves, all was created by Entia.

The children stared with an awe as they watched life move on this orb - which they called Panamor- The Planet of Life. Years passed and the children desired more and more to go down and speak with the people, but Auron refused.

"No, children, I say to you. These are fragile creatures. If you go down to them, they will only desire from you. They will not work for themselves and only want you to take care of them. They will see you as a tool and will only be displeased no matter what you do. They will soon evoke war and chaos in your name. Stay away."

Auron departed and the children spoke to each other.

"Brother and sisters," Hydros stated, "Why do we let our father tell us what to do with Panamor and the people? Is it not our creation? Should we not do what we please?"

"Yes, Hydros," Galmos agreed, "We should do as we please."

"These people will love us. They'll treat us as we treat our father." Claimed Pyrtia.

"We can provide such goods that they need. We are their parents." Panatia exclaimed.

With that, they went down to Panamor and greeted the people. They performed miracles the people desired. The people worshiped the children and gave them regular prayer and claimed them as gods. They rose many structures and developed many items in the name of the gods.

Months passed and Auron learned about his children being the gods of the mortals. He sent them back to Panamor and spoke with anger.

"Can you not even follow the simplest command? Do you love the filthy creatures germinating on that ball more than me? If that is so, then you shall live among them forever!"

Auron clutched the planet and threw into the black abyss. He set a barrier between himself and the planet, so no mortal nor god can bother Auron or his wife.

"Begone!" He shouted to the ball in motion, "And never darken my domain again!"

Auron, still in rage, began creating and tossing more orbs, each with chaotic conditions, all around the abyss - forming the other planets and stars.

It is said that even though he banished his children, he still looks down at Panamor with care in his heart.

[Bluenile]

I really liked it, you should write a few more of these.