One: I am a hopeful author in the making, born with an imagination and a love of the archetypes that make up our lives.
Two: I am an avid fan of all things fantastical, both of 'magical and sciencical' (I make up words all the time) origin. I have done a little dabbling in most of the main genres.
Three: I am currently investing my time in the genre of the kaiju, a world where rubber suited monsters destroy miniatures of famous cities, though I am trying to do a little more than the tradition. I could go on about this one, but that's another post for another day.
Four: As much as I write these days, I have been drawing even longer, and often I combine the two abilities together. Case in point, most of what I do on my Deviantart page.
Now that the points have been made, I would like to tell you a story. It is a simple story, a story that, when you hear it, you will more likely than not think, 'I've heard something like this before.' It is a tale of creation, born of loss, mistakes, successes, and ingenuity on part of a being from a time and space not our own. It is the Creation of the World told from perspective of a unique people found in a unique place. It is the Dark Hours take on Creation, as follows. . .
In the Beginning, there was a light, and from it came The Great One. We do not know where The Great One comes from, only that he came with a purpose. He said, "I will find a world of my own, where I might create life."
He walked upon the endless expanse, finding the Earth and rejoicing in the sight.
But Earth was not a perfect planet, for a great demon of ice ruled it before The Great One arrived. The Great One spoke to the beast, asking, ‘please let me stay here.’ The demon refused, and left The Great One alone.
The Great One decided that if the demon would not give it to him, he would take it.
And so The Great One took a small spark of his life, and gave it a name, Djin. He sent Djin to the earth, instructing him, “My child, you must go now and thaw the heart of the great demon blanketing that world.” He gave Djin a small gift, and sent him away.
Djin began to melt the ice on earth, but the demon intervened, and the two did battle for what seemed a never-ending time. When one grew stronger, the other weaker. the two were evenly matched.
The Great One came down to the Earth, and spoke to the battling Djin and Demon. He said, “You must not fight any longer. You two must work together and bring this world to greatness.” The demon heard these words and his icy heart melted, and he decided to work together with Djin to help form the world. The ices melted, creating a great sea that we now call the oceans. After this, Djin and the Demon became one, a great light called Kayundjin.
Time passed, and The Great One decided, "We must form a mark, a place between the seas of above and below." The Great One took a piece of Kayundjin, creating small beings called the Gola, who then were commanded, "Journey to the bottom of the seas and bring me back some of the Earth there." And they did.
The Great One took the soil and shaped into a being called Gaientes, which he commanded,
"Go to the skies above the sea, and drop yourself into the water." And Gaientes did so, and from him the lands of the world rose up from the Seafloor, where they still stand to this day.
Time passed again, and The Great One then took a small seed and from it brought all the plants of the world. But, The Great One had forgotten their mortal nature, and the plants began to wither away. Afraid to lose all that had been made, The Great One bore a great worm called Vershwintel, who was commanded to consume all the plants of the world. After doing so, the world was dark and lifeless once again, but then the worm spewed forth from his belly a great storm of seeds, from which all the plants of the world then grew again, only this time, the plants had learned to scatter the seed on their own. The Great One was most pleased, but Kayundjin, in a fit of jealousy, planted a small seed on the tip of Vershwintel's tail while he slept. This seed grew into a small toadstool, which caused his tail to itch, but he could not reach it.
Time passed again, and The Great One found that the plants of the world were growing too great in number, and if not managed, they would choke each other unto death. In order to keep the cycle in check, The Great One bore small formless life-forms called Protozoa, in order to consume the plants. But they were too small, to few in number. The Great One then bore the Sea King, Secenscion, who was commanded to bring variety to life on earth.
Secenscion floated about the surface of the earth, shaping the Protozoa into the other creatures of the world, from the smallest fish to the mightiest of lions. The Great One was pleased, and after a year spent, Secenscion sank to the seafloor, where he sleeps to this day. Using the last of his power, four guarians were created to awaken him should the time arise.
Time passed once again, The Great One finding joy in the Earth, until something happened that was
not intended. A small group of primates had grown in size and intelligence, forming small dwellings, which grew into villages, which grew into towns, which grew into cities, which grew into empires. Man, a sentient being, had risen. The Great One, surprised at the emergence of rare, sentient life, birthed a guardian for them, but this guardian named Sernak was born without a form, a simple soul commanded by The Great One to choose a form for its own.
The soul went down to the earth, spending much time amongst the animals, but not a form seemed fitting.
One day, he was amongst men, who were about to execute a group of their prisoners by drowning them in a river. Sernak was disturbed by the barbarity, but before the men could kill, a great crocodile arose from the riverbed, eating the men and sparing the prisoners. Sernak saw this, and took the form of a great crocodile, who guards mankind to this day.
Time passed again, and The Great One found that the plants of the world were growing too great in number, and if not managed, they would choke each other unto death. In order to keep the cycle in check, The Great One bore small formless life-forms called Protozoa, in order to consume the plants. But they were too small, to few in number. The Great One then bore the Sea King, Secenscion, who was commanded to bring variety to life on earth.
Secenscion floated about the surface of the earth, shaping the Protozoa into the other creatures of the world, from the smallest fish to the mightiest of lions. The Great One was pleased, and after a year spent, Secenscion sank to the seafloor, where he sleeps to this day. Using the last of his power, four guarians were created to awaken him should the time arise.
Time passed once again, The Great One finding joy in the Earth, until something happened that was
not intended. A small group of primates had grown in size and intelligence, forming small dwellings, which grew into villages, which grew into towns, which grew into cities, which grew into empires. Man, a sentient being, had risen. The Great One, surprised at the emergence of rare, sentient life, birthed a guardian for them, but this guardian named Sernak was born without a form, a simple soul commanded by The Great One to choose a form for its own.
The soul went down to the earth, spending much time amongst the animals, but not a form seemed fitting.
One day, he was amongst men, who were about to execute a group of their prisoners by drowning them in a river. Sernak was disturbed by the barbarity, but before the men could kill, a great crocodile arose from the riverbed, eating the men and sparing the prisoners. Sernak saw this, and took the form of a great crocodile, who guards mankind to this day.
Time passed, and man had grown too great in number. Contesting for space, man began to kill each other, leaving their souls to float aimlessly throughout the earth. The Great One then bore Fueranin, a valkyrie of the shadows who gathers the souls of the dead and takes them to The Great One's presence.
All this passed, and The Great One grew tired, for work had not ended since arrival. In need of rest, The Great One took a great portion of the power wielded in Creation, and bore Sincerphile, an arbiter who would act in The Great One's place while resting.
The Great One then entered a deep sleep, leaving The Seven Guardians to their own devices, and that, as they say. . . is that.
And that is a Creation Myth, ladies and Germs. I can explain in some detail what symbolism was used for each of them, but for now, I will leave it at that.
I deeply enjoyed creating these creatures, and the best part is, they are only the beginning. This story goes on through all of time, in a sort of, "what would earth be like if giant monsters existed since the beginning." deal.
Enjoy, and check out my DA page for more info.
About time you blogged another entry! lol Your verse is very unique, thought provoking, and oh so very well written m'dear. ...but you really don't get the story unless you read all of the story/entries of yours on your DA page. So to anyone else who is reading this right now....go to Jared's DeviantArt page (crimson-vagrant.deviantart.com) to read more! Please do so....yes, I'm talking to YOU! :-P
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