In Duranas' realm, he enjoyed a particular mountain he created, the tallest in the realm, right next to a ravine he had created, the deepest ravine. From the ground, the mountain towered above the endless sky of the primordial realm.
Its height knew no bounds, one wouldn't be able to see the peak above, a peak reaching tens of thousands of kilometers tall.
On one side of the mountain, there was such a gradual slope to the mountain that one could see other mountains and ravines formed on its surface. Meanwhile, on the other side, there was a completely sheer drop, smoothed from a wave of Duranas' hand when he had been newly experimenting with his powers.
Powers that he seemed to innately understand. He was, after all, Duranas God of Earth. The powers Duranas had been employed with from his parents seemed to him, be the best in the universe.
He enjoyed using his abilities. However, he often grew bored. Duranas seemed to have a very short attention span, one that could rival that of braindead goldfish. As such he found himself creating new forms of entertainment, over and over again.
Finally, Duranas found himself doing something weird, even to his standards, he would take large boulders, several thousands of meters across. Though boulders to Duranas, in reality, he was just picking up other mountains from somewhere in his realm to fuel his new little game.
Duranas would bring the newly ripped mountains to the top of his favorite mountain peak, the top of the mountain he first created when he created the primordial realm.
Here the smaller mountains would crush and crumple themselves into tiny grains of sand as he rose to the peak. These grains of sand easily weighing tens of billions of tons. Atop his mountain peak, Duranas would drop a grain of sand every-now-and-then, only to watch them fall into the abyss below.
It was an amazing sight to behold, for as the grain of sand fell, they would continue to expand into their original forms and hurl themselves into the abyss at incredulous speeds. Speeds so fast, they defied the abyss' unique properties of repulsion until they finally reached a certain point.
*BWWWOOOOONNNNGGGGGG*
In the eerily far distance below, an earth-shattering sound wave could be heard, this was the point of when the mountain had finally been overcome by the abyss' repulsion. At this point the mountains would launch back towards Duranas standing atop the mountain peak, eventually returning to the size of a grain of sand.
This is where his little "game" came into play, as the grains of sand reach Duranas at the peak, he would try to catch it, if he failed in catching the grain of sand, he would simply drop another one.
As one mountain fell, another would rise, eventually, the mountains falling found themselves crashing into the rising mountains. These crashes were so violent, they resembled that of the formation of planets colliding and melting on impact.
As this happened, from the ground, it would look as though there were tiny specks of dust falling from the sky, only to engorge themselves into mountains falling from speed incomprehensible to a mere mortal's mind.
If one were unlucky enough to be on the ground near the edge of the ravine, while one mountain fell from the sky, one would rise from the nothingness below only to crash into and explode into giant planetary orbs. This was Duranas' way of passing time.