I'm working on some mythology/worldbuilding stuff for the newly-named world of Arianoch, setting of my Hero's Journey story. So...here is the Tale of Creation!
Long, long ago, before Arianoch was created, there was One known as the Master. He was all alone, surrounded by nothing but darkness. After many eons of thought, an idea came to Him: create a world filled with beings of all shapes and sizes, so that He could love them like children. But first, He thought, I will need a world for them to live in.
“I call on thee, Light. Make thine presence known in this darkness.” His voice boomed like thunder.
“I am here.” A young figure emerged from the cloak of darkness, shining brightly and clothed in light. Thus the first Guardian was born. She was called Aeryn, and she proudly stood by her creator’s side, gazing lovingly up at the one she thought of as a father.
“Dark, I acknowledge thee. Thou shalt be confined to the places where Light is absent, but I shall love thee the same as thy sister.” The Master addressed the darkness. A dark form was seen shifting around, and then Aeryn’s brother, who was named Sevier, appeared. With a smile, he took his place next to his sister.
“Water, Earth, Air, Fire, I create thee. Thou shalt be known as the Four Elements, quadruplet sisters all endowed with radiant beauty.”
The four girls, along with the elements they represented, sprung into being. The first girl was named Calypsi. She was as playful as the waves, and twice as lovely.
The second girl was dubbed Tressa, for her earth-colored hair fell down to her feet and dragged behind her in gentle waves.
The third was called Ilia, and she was light on her feet, dancing gracefully every chance she got.
The fourth was named Emthe. Her eyes snapped and sparkled like living embers, and the spirit within her was untamable.
The Master continued to create until the world was complete. He named every single one of His creations, and their Guardian representatives as well.
“Now it is time for me to create the races that shall live and prosper in this land.”
“But Master, what are you going to name this land?” Karensa, who represented curiosity, asked. “You have given us all names, so this world deserves one as well.”
“You are correct, my darling.” The Master gazed affectionately at the little world, spinning slowly as it orbited its sun. “It shall be known henceforth as Arianoch, the Blessed Land.”
“Who will live there?” Karensa asked.
“Many people, diverse and talented. We will call the first group humans. They are important, because they are strong.” The Master beckoned for Tressa to come forth. She did so, and offered up some of her precious soil to Him. He took it and began to shape two forms, the first man and woman. When He blew onto them, they came to life and were carried down to Arianoch by two bird-Guardians.
“The second group will be called fae.” He said, motioning for Calypsi to come to him. “All the fairy-folk will fall under this group. They are playful and kind-hearted.”
Calypsi formed a pillar of water so that the Master could create the wee folk. Soon fairies, wisps, and pixies were being escorted to Arianoch.
“The third group will be the elves.” The Master drew Ilia near to him. “Graceful in stature and calm in temper.”
Ilia swirled her air into a funnel shape, and the Master spun it into two elves. Once more two more living beings were sent to live in Arianoch.
“Last, but not least, the fourth group.” The Master said with a sad smile. Emthe stepped forward expectantly, giving Him a wall of fire to work with.
“There can be no good without evil.” He said as he formed two ghoulish faces. “How will I know who is loyal to me if they are not tested?”
When He exhaled, the Guardians watching gasped in horror. The first demons were complete.
“You will be named Xentheon and Xera, and you shall cause my fair land much strife.”
With one last sigh of disappointment, the wicked pair was carted away to Arianoch.
“Why have you done this?” Karensa inquired, shocked.
“Did you not listen?” Was all that the Master said in reply.
“Yes…I just don’t understand…why would such a loving ruler hurt his own creations?”
“How will they grow strong otherwise? They cannot be coddled all their life, they cannot remain in the lap of luxury for eternity.”
“How will the good fight back?” Orion, who represented war, spoke up.
“I shall give them several tools.” The Master said. “Magic, show thineself in thy many branches.”
A group of Guardians sprang into existence.
“I am Shifting.”
“I am Healing.”
“I am Alchemy.”
“I am Mind Control.”
“I am General.”
The five were glowing with power, and their fellow Guardians oohed and aahed over the effect.
“These five, Ralien, Hymnira, Patiné, Larne, and Shicah, shall be the first step of defense. Their magic will spread throughout Arianoch and become known to the inhabitants. Of course, they do have counterparts, as all of you do. Dark Magic, become known to us.”
Another group appeared.
“I am Witchcraft.”
“I am Summoning.”
“I am Torturing.”
The Guardians nearest to the new arrivals shrank back in fear, and they started to whisper among themselves.
“Lavernia, Caul, and Traxpencious are, perhaps, only evil in what they represent. “ The Master said.
“That doesn’t stop them from being at least a bit frightening.” Aeryn whispered to Sevier.
“Now, all of thee have an assignment to take up. Once Arianoch has been populated, I want assign each of thee to a single being. You shall guide them along the path of goodness, and try to become their trusted friend. You must only appear to them occasionally, however. I do not want them to be entirely dependant on thee.” The Master announced. “They must be able to stand on their own.”
“Yes, sir.” Was the echoing cry that came from the crowd. When the time came, they followed through on their promise.
And that concludes the tale of the creation of Arianoch.