Creation

In the beginning there was darkness. A great pit of nothing that was also everything. It remained this way for time beyond counting, for time did not yet exist in a world without change. But eventually, change came nonetheless. From nothing, came something, and that nothing ceased to be everything. These things were simple, elemental almost, yet from them came the breath of creation itself. They would later be called Val and Hael, and they could not be described as anything other than gods. For they were gods, albeit dead ones. They could not think or feel and had no will of their own, yet their hand forged all. They were each sources of energy, different and the same simultaneously. 
From Val came order and logic upon the world, physics and laws that did not change as they saw fit. Time, space, and gravity, all of them were the instruments of Val's will. Hael incited change, adaptation, complexity and chaos. Alone, neither was enough to create, and yet together there was nothing that they could not do. Reacting with each other at an almost chemical level, their power and weight grew from candles in the dark to raging wildfires. The being that made up their essence clashed with the unbeing that was everything else and boiled up. From those vapors, came the breath of creation. A world was made of bare stone, wrought of Val's perfect order. And into this order can Hael's winds of change, raising mountains and carving ravines. At first, it was nothing more than a lid to the world below, yet this world could not continue forever. For being and unbeing are in eternal conflict, and one must dominate the other. Against infinite darkness, two candles could do little to resist. Such it was that Val and Hael were pushed up towards the world they created. They exploded into their creation, ripping a chasm that led to the world below. In this way, being and unbeing were separated forever. The world above would consist of existence unending, ruled over by the powers of creation, while the world below would remain an empty void, as it had been for ages past.
When Val and Hael ascended to the world above, their creation was once more exposed to their purest essence. Primal power washed over this bare world of stone and wrought wonders from it. Order and chaos clashed at every opportunity, spawning greater complexity with every passing century. Around the womb of emergence, two great mountains rose, physical symbols of the power which now dispersed itself over the land. But the greatest wonder was yet to come. At the beginning, life was from Hael, but it was Val that allowed it to spread. Order allowed it to evolve, and to change, populating bare stone with green plants and countless animals. Such change was rapid, as evolution was of both Hael and Val, working in unison through a force that embodied both of them perfectly. This culminated in the forming of man, emerging as infants upon a world prime for settling.