People only knew a few things, but there wasn't much to go on. No one knew where he came from; young or old, tall or short, nothing descriptive. The few things that were known were the purpose for his existence, his title, and his sex. I referring to, of course, The Creator, Maker of Worlds, Builder of Galaxies, most importantly, Conjurer and Father of Birth and Death.
The Creator built everything abiotic: stars, space rocks, planets, the geography of the planets, the elements, and everything inside and out of every single material we know today. Even Birth and Death; Brothers bonded by their coexistence, were created by the mysterious force known as The Creator. The Creator's story is a long tale for another time, let's focus on the brothers of Birth and Death.
