"Before time there was the One. The One was without gender, without race, and believed in no religion. The One was perfect. However, even perfection can be flawed; the One was lonely as there was only the One, so the One created the Second. Just like the One the Second was without gender and race, but the Second was not perfect the second worshipped the One as a god. The Second wanted to show its devotion the One, so the Second created men to worship the One, but they saw that the Second created them and worshipped the Second, naming it Vigorath"
"But mama we worship the One, why don't we worship Vigorath?" A young boy asked from his mother's lap.
"Ah, little Michael you're getting ahead of me, as I was saying man worshipped Vigorath and in this worship Vigorath became arrogant, Vigorath believed that the One was weaker than Vigorath. However while the one still existed Vigorath could never feel like a real god. Vigorath possessed its own creation taking the form of man to give himself more power over the One."
"Oh no!" Michael placed his hands over his ears to avoid his mother's words.
"But oh yes, however..." his mother said removing Michael's hands from his ears, "However the One loved Vigorath, and could not bear to watch Vigorath destroy himself, so the One created women to quell the war that Vigorath created in the blood of man."
"When did he make war in men's blood?"
"I don't know. When he created men maybe."
"But mama, you said he made men to worship the one, why put war in their blood when they were meant to worship, I thought you said to worship was to love."
"I don't know... Are you going to let me finish the story or no?"
Michael was about to ask a question, but seeing his mother's face he thought better of it, "Yes mama."
"As I was saying, the One created women, but didn't stop there, afterwards the One became a woman, and she went to Vigorath and became his wife."
"Why would she do that? Why not turn into a man so that she'd be stronger and could fight Vigorath?" Michael's mother smiled at him, and ruffled his hair.
"Because she loved him, she loved him so much, that she was able to convince Vigorath to leave their creations in peace, and live in their kingdom in the sky... Her love however was not enough, every once in a while Vigorath would feel the war in his blood rise, come down to earth and stir up the war in the blood of men. Then the One would come down and love Vigorath all over again to quell him until the cycle started all over again."
"Mama what would happen if the One couldn't stop Vigorath?"
Something darkened in his mother's eyes at that point, "Then millions of people would die." She turned away from Michael after that, "Luckily it's just a story to teach men and women to love each other, nothing we'll ever need to worry about."
"But mama the One is real isn't she?"
"Of course Michael, go to sleep now." With that Michael closed his eyes, yawned, and dreamed of great wars, bitter loves, and kingdoms in the sky.
