All The Grey in Between

Interlude : The Creation Stories

Once upon a time, there was a sole being that ruled the universe. One man, one body, one ruler, and one savior. There was one man that governed the universe, bending it to his liking and will. 

Once upon a time, that sole being that ruled the universe grew bored. Fiddling with his fingers, he decided to create something that'll entertain the boredom right out of him. He scavenged the empty, dark universe and stumbled upon a globe-like figure that he took to liking. That globe-like figure was round in shape and hollowed inside, a liquid that will later be called water inhabiting the figure. 

Examining it, the sole being found beauty within it, however, it was way too dark for him to view and examine it closely. Fiddling with his powerful fingers, he snapped two together and brightness emitted from it that shrouded the land in light. The sole being became delighted since he can now clearly see the beautiful liquid sphere.

After hours of viewing the beautiful globe, his eyes began to burn and throb. He rubbed it, but it continued to ache. He then decided that it was the extreme brightness that irritated his vision and interrupted his view of the globe. 

Fiddling with his fingers, the sole being that ruled the universe snapped two together and dimmed the brightness of the light, making half bright in light and the other dark in blackness. As he continued to view and view the liquid sphere, he alternated between the light and the darkness so that his eyes would no longer burn.

The following day, the sole being that ruled the universe grew tired of the plain, globe-like figure. It was as mundane and empty as the universe around him with the only difference being the lighting. He then decided to make use of the water. Fiddling with his fingers, he snapped two together and separated the water in half, one forming the oceans and seas while the other formed the sky. Delighted with the deep blue of the waves and the light blue reflected on the sky, he spent the whole day admiring his creation until the day in the sole being's world ended.  

The third day, the sole being that ruled the universe, upon looking at his creation of the sky and seas, decided it wasn't sufficient enough to entertain him. So, fiddling with his fingers again, he snapped two together and created the land, the trees, the grass, and the flowers. He created solid ground of brown or black and coated it with greens of all sort. The sole being that ruled the universe decided this was sufficient enough to entertain him for the diverse colors that surrounded his globe intrigued him incredibly. 

The following day, on the fourth day, the sole being that ruled the universe walked back and forth, contemplating. Light and darkness, sky and seas, brown, black, and greens that colored the land seemed to be unable to satisfy the sole being. He looked at the globe once more, and though substance and colors filled it, it wasn't actually filled.

He sat down, hand on his chin, contemplating. The light and the darkness, though it encompasses the globe, doesn't contain anything within it. It's all empty. Suddenly, with the grace of his own power, he finally decided how to fill the void of the light and darkness. Fiddling with his fingers, he snapped two together and created the sun to fill and rule over the light and sky and the stars and moon to fill and rule the night. He gazed at his three newest additions, and once satisfied, the day in the world of the sole being's ended. 

On the fifth day, the sole being that ruled the universe focused his attention towards the blue skies and seas. Seeing how dull and empty it was like the light and darkness before, he decided that he would fill it with beings like yet unlike himself. Fiddling with his fingers, he snapped two together and created birds that roamed in the sky and fish to swim in the seas. All different colors, all different kinds, and all different beings, respectively, now inhabited the once-empty globe of the sole being. But something inside the sole being told him he wasn't finished for his creation wasn't perfect, yet. So, the sole being vowed to not rest until he deems his creation flawless.

The day following the fifth day, called the sixth day, took some more time and effort to create the beings that inhabited the land than compared to the days prior. Fiddling with his fingers, he snapped two together and created animals that walk and live on the land. All different colors, all different kinds, and all different beings, respectively, now inhabited the one-empty land of the sole being. But as the sole being smiles and wipes his hands clean for he saw that he was finished with the globe-like figure, something inside of him tells him that perfection has not yet been achieved. Something inside him tells him that the globe was not yet complete.

Returning to his creation, the sole being that ruled the universe examined his globe. What was missing, he wondered. What thing or being is missing that prevents this creation from being perfect? Suddenly, with the grace of his own power, he molded a being that he made from his image and likeness using his two hands. Man and woman is what he called his creations. These were two beings he created at the same time and assigned them the job of governing his beautiful creation. He gave them the power to watch and care for the land, the plants, the animals, the seas, and the skies. Very pleased with these two new beings, he blessed them with a mind and free will, just like the sole being, himself, and made them very fertile so that the land can be inhabited from every corner of the Earth. 

Satisfied, the sole being that ruled the universe smiled very brightly, even more bright than when the light first encompassed the land. He looked at his creation with a very satisfied heart, knowing that what he created was, is, and will always be perfect. 

The last day, the seventh day, the sole being that ruled the universe and created our world, laid down on the universe and rested. His fiddling fingers ceased to fiddle and laid relaxed on either side of his body. As he laid, he turned his head to face the world he created, watching as the man and woman interacted with one another and his other creations. He smiled kindly once more before closing his eyes and drifting away.

That day was the seventh day. 

The day in our week that we are obligated to rest on. 

That week was the week our world was created.

And that tale was the tale of how we were created.

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That was the first creation story.

That was the creation story I was in.

That was the creation story that we all must believe.

But as you look closer into this fake and contradictory religion, you'll find one more story that tells the tale of how we were created. And that tale completely contradicts the first.

The reason why there's a second creation tale is because of one detail that is clearly shown in the first story.

And that detail is how man and woman were created at the same time.

Apparently, in this man-dominated world, there is no way women can be created at the same time as men.

That is why there is a second story.

The story of Adam and Eve.

But I was the woman of the first creation story. 

I am the predecessor of Eve.

But no one really cares about me. 

Not in this type of society.