Hello guys here is a story I wrote.
(Disclaimer: This Shit is not stolen from someone, I made this via my imagination, it's suppose to be the starting point in the Wraith side of "The 10 Realms" which is a series I have in my head that follows mainly Azmith through his adventures across the 10 Realms but this story also follows Mortals, Immortals, and Wraiths and their story, also not backrooms related.)
"The Flame that Keeps the Void at Bay"
There was a nothing, a empty, a vast void that stretched on to nowhere, cold and quiet, nothing happened here, but something finally did, a great flame arose, bright, hot, and loud, it brought change to the void and from this change a being emerged from the flame, the being, covered in flame, peered around and sought to fill the void around him, the being slowly trotted as if he was walking on nothing, eventually the flames rolled off him, starting with his arms and legs and ending with his head, what appeared was, The Father, his body was pure white, muscular yet beautiful, curly well-done hair, and great flaming wings of pure light manifesting off his back, and his beady black eyes were the only thing standing out from the blinding light he gave off, he raised his arm and from his hand appeared a rock, he crushed the rock in his hand and spread the fine grains across the void, filling the void with blue, red, white, orange dots, filling the sky with stars, he walked further and in his other hand appeared something brown, soft, wet, with a small layer of green grass and arose was a flower, slowly blooming, it's complex pattern of iridescent petals gave birth to a crystal, alot like rose quartz, he cusped the flower and placed it down to a sudden surface, and appeared was a whole garden of the same flower, he had created life, the garden gave away to a path, the father looked back at the flame, the flame was still burning with the colors of pure white, he turned back to the path the raised both his hands and what appeared was not two rocks but four arrows, each one made of a different metal, these would be the first weapons of war, the arrows were holstered by The Father, after continuing a massive cathedral was built right in front of his eyes, there was no door but a archway, leading to a throne, he walked in, gazing around, The Father finally sought to fill the Plane with beings, and so he created the 10 Wraiths, Rahmiel, Ireul, Azmith, Mikha'el, Abbadon, Azrael, Erebus, Terbus, Armisael, Gagheil. After creating the 10 Wraiths, he created the 10 realms which would serve as the place for the 10 to explore, then he made the first, mortals, immortals, and lesser wraiths, one particular race of immortals called "Gods" would prove a significant threat to wraiths and the stability of everything, The Father turned around and saw a throne for him, he sat down on the throne and sat there, he would remain there unitll the Realm wars....