[ WP ] A Creation Myth / Myth in General . Example : source of night & day , how islands or mountains formed , why do shadows exist ? , why pain exists , etc .

In the beginning, there was only the void. And from the void was formed the nine elements, who were incarnate in the nine gods- who themselves were formed from the void and created the nine elements from themselves. And in the void, the nine gods lived. However, they were not happy. They were alone, and in each other their torments eventually found an end. 
 
 From this weariness Hhimku created the world. He took the waters of the void and shaped the beachlands and all the adjacent lands where the Omale and the strangers lived. And upon this world, he created us. Mankind was created infirm and weak, to grow to be men, toil, create more humans, and die. And this pleased Hhimku. Who watched our struggles wear us down across generations as the waves wash away the shore. 
 
 Eventually, the deceitful Kuventra became aware of Hhimku's joy and threatened to steal it from him, as any other god would steal from him. And so like the tree sucks up water to feed itself, Kuventra stole the beachlands from Hhimku, so that instead he could torment the humans. And though the infinite toil of human misery did please him, Kuventra desired yet more. And so he deceived humankind. He taught our priests and our menfolk how to create tools, made of his wood, to help us trap game and hunt animals. Instead we turned it on each other, as Kuventra knew we would. And so mankind betrayed each other and slaughtered each other. And this pleased Kuventra. 
 
 From him in turn, Thretawi stole the world. And so the Dark One built for himself a house of clay from which he could watch the world. And so we imitated him and built for ourselves shelters of clay, in which we would pass the night. And even as we covered our heads from waters, we built divisions amongst ourselves and separated from each other. And Thretawi was pleased. 
 
 Eventually the time of men came to an end. Thretawi stayed in his hut and so Avikhira led the world. The Goddess of Winter took to the world. She became our protector. She gave us stone tools to help us harvest more food, stone huts so that we might not toil every monsoon to build new shelters. But our happiness bored her, and thus the Lady of Sorrow retired to her abode. We raised large monuments of stone to her glory, hoping to bring some of her magic back. But she never returned to us. Our crops died, and the warm monsoon rains turned to frost. She abandoned us, and left us in the sorrow of her absence. 
 
 And it was in this state that Chimekha, our current goddess came to the fore. She had waited her turn to torment us and yet Avikhira and Thretawi had diminished so many of our sufferings. And so to abate her fury, the goddess demanded our blood. In exchange for our blood, she would not add to our suffering, or destroy us all. And so every year we offer up our blood- and the blood of our enemies to her- and she blesses us with her neglect and saves her abuse for another nation. 
 
 The high priestesses say that eventually the Dread Queen Dhermate will take the world from Chimekha and bring in an era of fear in which our tools will turn to glass and shatter. And after her will come all of the aporagender gods in turn, until the benevolent Pilawi will end our misery with zir benevolence.
