Getting Farther Off Topic

No-one has seen beyond the horizon, and winds can only carry so many whispers.

There are many beginnings we know of, and most likely many more that have been forgotten or never even known. So, it is with this knowledge that we set down what happened in our history, and we attempt to go back all of the way to the first beginning. Certainly there is a beginning which came before, but allow us the privilege of calling our oldest known beginning the first.

The First Beginning

First, there were two brothers: Something and Nothing. They together were Everything and they were one and the same. Regularly, Something would become Nothing and Nothing would become Something. This switch was the oldest ritual, known as The Exchange. This entire system was called Potential.

Sometimes, instead of practicing The Exchange, Something and Nothing would create an idea and place it inside of Something or Nothing, depending on what it was or wasn't. So, at one point, instead of practicing The Exchange, Something and Nothing created Separation. Separation did not fit in either set, so it lay down between Something and Nothing.

Separation prevented Something and Nothing from practicing The Exchange and appeared to have put an end to Potential.

For a very long time Something, stuck as Something, continued to create things to fill only himself, while Nothing, stuck as Nothing, became more and more bitter. Eventually, Nothing and Something no longer remembered they were brothers and viewed each other as the enemy from across Separation: Something recognized the bitterness which had consumed Nothing, and Nothing saw only Something's senseless pursuit of more.

Nothing plotted to kill Something.

Nothing approached Something when he was distracted with creation and, using The Exchange, wounded Something. Something's Blood poured out, half on either side of separation. One half the blood pooled around Nothing and the other half stewed upon Something's dieing form. The corpse of Something bloated and tainted the blood. This tainted blood created a bitter field, filled with monsters. Nothing, in his killing of Something, had finally bridged Separation and felt great sorrow for Something. He took the blood that pooled around him and, using the Exchange for the last time, created a world within himself as a shrine for his dead brother. This world was entirely empty, and its form was that of penance.

Together, the bitter field and the world made of sorrow, divided by the primordial force of Separation, were the beginnings of our world. All of this happened before the gods. The world that was created was called Potential.