In the beginning, there was nothing; and for eons it was so, but nothing can stay pristine forever. for in perfect Nothingness there was a blip. A smudge that in the face of nothing was therefore something. That something became an egg, and when that egg hatched, it thoroughly disrupted that great nothing. Its shell, shattered and flung far, became the edges the universe and its inners the amniotic substance of the great primordial soup that would become us. From the carnage that was creation, was the first being. For a time, that was enough; It Simply existed, subjected to the overwhelming brightness of everything and vast darkness of nothing. Its many eyes seeing all and not forever and never, and then it beat one of Its many wings and stirred the Primordial. The amniotic fluid of everything spread far and wide as it continued to thrash about, beating its wings to swim through the nothingness. For a time, it persisted like this. But everything & nothing is too much for any being, so thus, the First Being clasped it's jaws on the junction of all, the fabric of really, and ripped it in half and in doing so, splitting itself as well. Thus was born Creation, Takhaleeq, and Destruction, Tabahi. Twin beings to exist in this new reality.
All dragons know this story, for it is a blood memory. Passed from Takhaleeq to Zangdi to Pehle Wajud Ka Pota Jas Se Tamam Daregan Atre Hen.
