Until. They opened their eyes. And realized, They were all alone..and they started to cry, tears of balls of fire filled the space around. They became Surprised, Curiously they went to touch the flames.

As their touch came to contact with the flame. The flame began being covered by something. Something hard. It was now a ball of stone. A light appeared in their eyes. As they realized they created something. It would not take long before they started making more. While floating in the darkness. Slowly but surely, They were making galaxies. Creating suns, planets, many marvelous things. They soon decided they wanted to give their worlds life. 

And so they did. 

After many attempts. They had done it, Their worlds were full of life. As happy as they were with this.. A feeling they hadn't felt in a long time started creeping back to them.. they were alone. The life they had created didn't know of their existence. The being stopped creating. And started thinking. Floating in their darkness of space. 

After much time of thinking. They got an idea.. they reached into the darkness. And sliced the darkness itself creating a rift.. the rift then pulled In the light of a nearby sun.. and something left the rift. A being, just like the first. But much smaller. The first lifted the child into their arms. No longer would they be alone. Not long after, two other children came from a falling ball of ice and stone. The next child came from the cloud of dust and gas of the aftermath of a dying star. 

The fifth child came in the massive explosion of a super nova.

The first would then spend long raising and teaching their children. Soon they had grown. Each being talented in different tasks. And the first felt confident to let them help them in creating the worlds.