In the beginning, there was only nothingness. Neither an endless blackness nor whiteness... There was no direction, no time, and no space. In the midst of an infinite and silent void, a spark ignited. This spark grew, piercing the void to become a great explosion. At the center of the explosion, two spheres appeared: one white, the other black. The spheres began to tremble. Lights and shadows seeped from within them.
The white sphere, with time, took on flesh and blood. And finally, it transformed into a man with white skin, yellow hair, and four large wings on his back. When the yellow-haired man opened his eyes, he was alone. Around him was only an endless void. No matter how far he walked, he reached nowhere. He didn't know where he was, or why he existed. He was the first possessor of loneliness.
For a hundred thousand years in despair, he searched for a sound, a movement, a trace. But he found nothing. And finally, he stopped searching. Instead, he turned his gaze inward. He began to examine his own existence. For a million years, he explored his body, his thoughts, and his essence. He noticed the presence of two great powers within him: one light, the other dark. He learned to balance these opposing forces. And at that moment, he understood that through these powers, he could create living beings.
First, using the dark power, he tried to create a planet where living beings could reside. But he failed. This first planet he created was unstable, chaotic, and unsuitable for life. Roaring sounds rose from its cracks, and volcanic eruptions fueled violent winds. He named it "Jupiter." He did not give up. He tried countless times, making different mistakes each time. But finally, he succeeded: He created a balanced and solid planet where living beings could dwell. He named it "Earth." However, Earth was frozen in a dark void. So God used the power of light to create a source: the Sun. Light warmed the Earth. Darkness receded. Conditions for life were now ready.
God attempted to create the first living beings by combining both light and dark power. However, this combination yielded an undesirable outcome. The beings he created were shapeless, unconscious, and unbalanced. They neither physically resembled God nor possessed thought. The dark power had corrupted their bodies and decayed their minds. They were the first horrors born from the twisted union of light and darkness. Their skin was ragged, their limbs disproportionate; some had sharp claws, others countless eyes. Their minds contained only hunger and destruction. Over time, they turned feral. They became aggressive, unconscious, and destructive. Wherever they appeared, they caused chaos, not hesitating to attack even newly created life forms. Their howling screams left chilling echoes in this new world, unaccustomed to silence.
As God observed these creatures, a disquiet settled within him. Destroying them didn't mean erasing darkness; for darkness, when destroyed, would merely change form and return. Instead, he had to seal the darkness. However, each of these monsters was a part of God's inner dark energy, and completely destroying them would mean tearing a piece from his own being.
Thus, beyond the boundaries of reality, he created a dimension—a void where light could not reach, where time stood still, and where only darkness echoed: Kehur. This was a place where even absolute emptiness would shudder. Darkness there had gained a tangible weight, every atom filled with a cursed whisper. God sealed these dark beings he had created, one by one, into Kehur. Each was bound by the cold chains of eternity, sealed there with their helpless rage. Their screams echoed in Kehur's bottomless void, fading away, reaching nowhere. Time did not flow there, light did not dawn. In eternal silence, a chained waiting had begun. These beings were no longer on Earth. But they lived. And they waited.
God then tried to understand the mistake he had made. After hundreds of thousands of years of observation and introspection, he realized that it was not about placing both light and darkness within living beings, but about shaping them with light alone. This time was different. With care, patience, and great knowledge, he gave form. He created a being resembling himself, capable of thought and feeling. He named it "human."
While researching how to create humans, he made an important discovery: If he placed the source of light power within humans, this power could grow and be nourished by their beliefs, their love, their fears, and their choices. As humans turned towards the light, the light within God would also strengthen. At that moment, God relinquished the fate of this new species from his own hands. He placed the light power within humans. And he sent them to Earth.
Now their story was beginning. God began to observe how humans would change over time, whether they would turn towards darkness or towards light.