"In the beginning, the universe was created. This made a lot of people very angry and has been widely regarded as a bad move." -Douglas Adams
The religion of the Vrakardians, the dragon wanderers of the sea, is thus: In the beginning, Quaru formed the skies of heaven. And the skies of heaven were the waters, and Quaru made the skies of the waters. And Quaru put a great light in the sky. Then from heaven rose up wide mountains, and Quaru said, let there be growth, and trees began to grow. And Quaru made fish, and the fish crawled from the sea, and became animals. And Quaru saw that it was good. And all this was done in the space of five days. And Quaru quickened the sun, that the days were short. And Quaru brought forth children, and said, let them be formed. And Quaru gave form to his firstborn, named Jarud and Barula. And they were the forms of dragons. And Quaru made other dragons, who were not his children, but creations as the animals. And yet they were higher than the animals, for they were dragons. And Quaru saw the world was perfect, and could not progress. And Quaru made fruit of every kind grow upon the trees of Dalkras, where he had placed Jarud and Barula. And Quaru said, eat and live forever. Yet if thou shalt eat of the coconut, thou shalt become mortal. And if thou shalt become mortal, thou shalt have children, and bring my spirits into the world. And if thou shalt do this there shall be evil in the world, and my children shall make mistakes. Yet I shall provide a way that thy mistakes be erased, that thou become perfect, even as I. And Jarud and Barula did live on the isle of Dalkras for many thousands of years, and were not happy, knowing no sadness. And Urash, the dark spirit, was a child of Quaru, and he was evil. And Urash having defied Quaru his father was banished from heaven, that he was with Jarud upon the isle of Dalkras. And Urash, seeking that Jarud and Barula should be cursed like unto himself, did tempt Barula to eat of the coconut. And he did lie, saying that they should not become mortal, nor experience pain, but be as Quaru. And Barula did eat. And Jarud ate that he might not be separated from Barula his wife. And the world was no longer paradise, but did have pain, and hardship, and death. And Jarud did work the rest of his days, and Barula his wife did rear up children. Yet they were happy, knowing sadness. And they did worship Quaru, and talk with him, for he did oft visit from the sea. And he did teach them to build boats, that they might sail. And Jarud, the son of Barthu, the son of Ordo, the son of Droka, the son of Ethu, the son of Echud, the son of Achud, the son of Uchud, the son of Suth (who was the brother of Gur, who was slain by his brother Karn, because he was jealous, and Urash did tempt him) the son of Jarud, the first Vrakardian, was instructed by Quaru in the manner of shipbuilding, that he did sail from Dalkras and discover other lands. And by this did he know of the existence of other dragons, and other animals, and other trees. And Jarud did return and tell his people, and the Dalkreds did sail to the new world, and form clans. And Jarud sailed away, to other lands, and where he went, none do know. Yet since then have the Vrakardians of all tribes hungered for adventure of the sea, and discovered many lands.
First there was nothing--then there were the Zgorgs. From nothing they created the upper ether, and the Earth sprang from the breath of their mouths. They created the races of men, the marmot people, and the potato people, who warred ceaselessly amongst themselves, the men against the potato people, the potato people against men, and the marmot people against both. So the Zgorgs destroyed the marmot and the potato people, who became as the beasts of the field. Just a start
Steve sat at his computer typing away. He typed so fast that the code seemed to just appear on the screen. First the sun was programed, giving the first planet something to orbit but it was too hot. So Steve programed the next yet it was still too hot, Then the third was programed and it was perfect. an atmosphere was programed and and then plants to inhabit the land. Steve was happy. Then the Mighty Steve programed animals to eat the plants, Steve was testing himself and went a little more complex and created predators to feed on the herbivores. Steve was happy. he then programed many more planets and they were not as great as the little blue planet, he knew the old saying third time's the charm. so he returned to his creation to find it had evolved. there were knew beings that had emerged and were self evolving. fascinated Steve sat back to watch and has yet to create anything new.
They sat around the long conference table, champagne glasses filled, looking at the small box with the red button. There it was just sitting there waiting, the culmination of thousands of years of research, one giant after another chasing after an impossible dream. At last the science and math had made it possible to capture this elusive dream. How else could they ever advance when everything measured was comparable to something that already existed? The smallest possible measurement always yielding to event smaller bits of something. An answer to the age old question how did everything we see, feel, perceive come into existence. There was always something there blocking the ultimate prize. In a moment this frontier would be shattered, their names remembered in textbooks, schools and other public works would be named after them. They knew they had it as they raised their glasses in a toast to the future. Silence fell across the room, a nervousness weighed down the air around them, as the lead scientist, flipped the cover, the only voice remaining was the computerized countdown. His finger shaking a bit over button as it reached three, two, one... he pushed the button... Their answer was nearly instantaneous, in their chase to understand everything, the chase to hold and contain nothing swept across all that was known, obliterating it. Turning everything into nothing, in a mass chain reaction. Darkness, fell the music stopped, the laughter of children gone. Out of this darkness as if orchestrated a single unified voice cried out "light, where are the lights"... in a flash the darkness filled with light. Much too bright for the many thought forms who moments before had cried out for it. So it was the light split into various levels, each to the liking and comfort of a consensus group. It was then they began remembering all that had been lost, and as if by the magic of their own thoughts they began creating the heavens and the stars, each iteration dividing into smaller and smaller groups, their only glue was they agreed to the existence being created. Forgotten in the ages and repeated, as each existence eventually began seeking their own answer into how everything came to be. Only to find their answer in a small box, with a red button, perfectly center on a conference table.
Once, there was nothing. The only thing that existed was darkness and emptiness. Suddenly, mysteriously, two bits of matter appeared in that emptiness. Of themselves these particles were unimportant and useless. But on a mere chance these tiny crumbs of substance collided and exploded. And then the darkness was full of light from stars and the emptiness was full of planets. On one little blue and green planet things just happened to be perfect for life. So trees, grass, and all vegetation grew. There were lakes, rivers, ponds, seas, and streams. In one pond a protozoa wriggled. After spending some time in this primordial soup a thought formed in the protozoa's non-existent brain and it worked its way out on to dry land. From this eensy glob of goo came all animals and all humans. And now we have the world as we know it today. You did say myth, right?
