The Adventures of the Scarlet Lights. Part one, Eyelume.

chapter 1, the beginning of a world.

Void, without color, light, or matter... A light eventually shines through this dark and alone place, and two beings appear.
Two gods, one made of pure energy, SUN, and the other of negative energy, MOON.
SUN creates matter, light, warmth, the stars, the sky... The infinite void is no longer infinitely empty, planets are forming, and stars are shining brightly, it's beautiful yet so empty, magnificent yet so plain.
But MOON creates something to fill this emptiness.
Souls, life, plants, animals, beings, thoughts, love, laughter, and cries, all scream out, all at once in the beautiful melody of the universe.
All of that in seconds for the gods but millions of millions of years for everyone else.
And once their mission is over, they let this living universe do its own thing.
The SUN becomes a sphere of light with a sun symbol on it that flies infinitely toward the sky.
And the MOON becomes a sphere with a moon symbol on it that plummets down toward the earth at great speed.
Though both are stopped in their movements by their creation.
A gigantic tree the size of a mountain grows, and the SUN is trapped inside, and chained by chains coming out of the depth of the insides of the tree.
On top of the tree, a frozen hell is developing, with mountains of ice and branches...
The MOON sits on these mountains gently.
With this union, the world tree is born, and godly magical energy flows through it as both the negative energy of the MOON and the pure energy of the SUN cancel themselves out creating a perfect magical energy.
The world is in harmony, but its creation is not finished, SUN gives birth to a being of light and MOON gives birth to a being of darkness.
Metaphorical brothers of the beginning of time...
The being of light looks like an angel, with pointy ears, and fluffy wings, wearing a white robe, and he has messy brown hair... he seems to be the new guardian of this universe, and covering his face an Ofuda is acting as a veil, a red diamond symbol design with a yellow sun symbol in the middle, there are writings on it, written in a language that only the gods may understand, words full of hope and peace, determination and warmth... "The god of the sun".
But on the other side, the being of darkness has nothing of a warm and welcoming aura.
Black skin, almost like ink, no light reflects off of it.
On his face, no mouth, no nose, only one big eye, calm and silent.
No hair, a cold body, an embodiment of everything that Sun isn't, the inverse of hope and determination, Despair.
Now with their respective guardians, both the SUN and the MOON start giving birth to new beings.
The SUN creates gods and with them stars of powers in the form of crystal balls the size of a baby.
The MOON on the other side creates beings that are nothing like gods, cold and silent, they have thick white tails and sharp white horns.
They look human but are demons, white demons,  empty of any emotions or warmth.
Puppets of ice and puppeteers of light.
Beyond the existence of this place, humans, elves, monsters, and other races have developed.
Towns, empires, and relations have started to make their appearances in this world.
But you might be surprised to learn that this world is nothing special.
Beyond this world, our world exists, separated only by a thread, a river.
In our world, next to that river is an orphanage... It's impressive to think such a magnificent world is just at our fingertips, separated from our world by a simple river.
And in this world, people are living, having love stories, sad stories, maybe even writing stories.
Wars, peace, discoveries, it's all happening in a world so close to ours.
In this world, a hierarchy has already developed, white demons serve as guardians for gods, and gods serve as guardians for concepts like hope, envy, love, and other things, these concepts allow beings to exist and live, and they use other beings to serve them, animals for food, horses for travel, and soon enough magic is used everywhere.
While a grandma is baking cookies in her oven at her house for her grandchildren, in this world economy and concepts are being explored every day.
But nothing is infinite, gods die, and they are replaced by new gods by the SUN, new gods that get new white demons that die and get replaced by new white demons.
From light and darkness, matter and thoughts, body and soul, warmth and cold, the circle of life was born and the beginning of a new world had just started.
Endless possibilities In the infinity of the universe that was created by pure randomness.
And this circle is never to be disturbed, no, this world shall not be disturbed, nor by humans beyond the river or beings inside this universe.
A perfect circle, nothing can ever go wrong in a world where everything goes the way it should...
But like a music box used for years and years, withering starts to appear, and the melody starts to become less and less beautiful.
Nothing ever lasts forever, the world in eighteen million years won't be the same as the world of today.
But do the people of the world appreciate the universe for what it is, did a man ever look up at the sky and admire the stars with a smile just because he could?
There is no sense in this life if everything is already known, nothing can be a perfect circle, and nothing can always go right.
If the stars are shining bright and the moon is gently floating in the sky, then why not take the time to be grateful for that?
On top of the world tree, way after the birth of the white demons of this generation, a child falls not from the MOON but from the moon.
He lends on the gentle snow, a change, a new...
A star had been born.