There was a Creator, and there was a Creation. It was the start of the world. Nothing existed before, there should be no concepts of anything. Every day, the sun set, every day, the sun rose. It was a peaceful time. The Creator loved her creations, after all, she created them to have the ability to feel everything that she was capable of feeling. She was that approaches perfection, perhaps too perfect for what she created.

From the first moment of creation, time passed… days, months, years, decades. After about a few centuries of this peace, two of her creations came to her, and asked her for rest. Never had she even thought of this concept. After pondering the concept, she created Death, and granted it to the two creations. More creations, seeing this, asked for it, and were granted death. The Creator was unable to understand it, eternal rest, what was appealing about it? The Creator realized that her creations were no longer hers, she created them, but they’ve left her behind… they had new concepts, that she didn’t understand.

Realizing that she no longer had any need to exist, she decided to answer her curiosity about her most unique creation, Death. After creating the world, and ensuring that everything in it would run after her passing, God died…

A unprecedented magnitude of emotions felt followed the death of God. People in this era have gathered into small communities. They could no longer share their happiness and joy with god, so instead they shared it with each other. Everyone in this time was a believer in God, as they have all seen God, felt her presence, experienced her. However, new creations, not by god, but by the creations didn’t feel nor know God.