Void.
In it was a huge dragon with crystalline blue scales and blue eyes.
The dragon was intently watching an amorphous mass of black-blue clouds.
The dragon stared until it noticed a change. The mass began to shift, and slowly vague limbs resembling those of the blue dragon formed.
In no time, the entire amorphous mass transformed into a black dragon. It had scales as black as night and a white chest, with a pair of large black horns atop its head.
The blue dragon's eyes sparkled with curiosity upon seeing the new dragon. It watched as the black dragon's eyes opened, revealing deep orbs that constantly shifted between blue and black.
"Mmm, how interesting," the blue dragon asked.
The black dragon looked at it for a time with emotionless eyes. "Who are you?" Its deep but calm voice resonated in the void.
The blue dragon puffed out its chest and said, "I am Veldanava, the first of the true dragons."
After introducing himself, he asked the same question. But the black dragon only replied, "I don't know."
Impassive in the face of such indifference, Veldanava pondered for a moment. "Then I must give you a name... mmm..."
After a while, he clapped his hands. "Alright. From now on, your name will be Velzarion," he proclaimed.
The dragon, now Velzarion, said nothing as he felt a connection forming with Veldanava. "Thank you," was all he could say.
Veldanava smiled. "Come on, tell me, brother; after all, I am your older brother," he said.
"Brother?" Velzarion asked, clearly unfamiliar with the term.
"Forget it," Veldanava replied as a sigh escaped his lips.
His form suddenly changed and took on a humanoid shape with an androgynous face, deep blue eyes, and long black hair with white streaks, adorned with a pair of thin, curved horns on his head.
Veldanava looked at Velzarion and noticed how he regarded him with curiosity in his eyes. "It's simple; you can do it too," he reminded.
Velzarion nodded, and after a few seconds, his body began to change just like Veldanava's.
Velzarion had a beautiful and equally androgynous face like Veldanava, with cascading white hair, golden eyes, and a pair of horns identical to Veldanava's.
Veldanava looked at him in astonishment; beyond those features, it was his face.
"You... I must assume that as an amorphous mass, you took on the characteristics of the first being you saw, right?" he asked, already knowing the answer.
Velzarion simply nodded with an impassive expression as a black suit formed around his body, creating a stark contrast with Veldanava's extravagant outfit.
Veldanava decided to change the subject and said, "Come on, let's create some worlds; being in this place annoys me," as he began to walk.
Velzarion followed him, unaware that a small smile lingered at the corner of his mouth.
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Eons have passed since my brother and I entertained ourselves by creating various worlds. Observing different races, their evolution, their culture, their dreams, ultimately turned out to be nothing less than disappointing.
But it was that feeling of disappointment that made me more interested in them. After a long time, we settled in a special world, capable of comfortably supporting our existence.
My brother, being who he is, created the Angels of Origin using the power of the Great Spirit of Light, while I, for my part, created Primordial Demons from the power of the Great Spirit of Darkness.
After deciding to settle in this new and grand world, my brother chose to reside in the Palace of Stars, while I selected the top of a mountain.
I built a wooden house, created a forest with various lush trees, and a garden to plant flowers. In summary, it felt... cozy.
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Millions of years later.
An androgynous man looked at himself in the mirror; his all-black suit, piercing golden eyes, and long flowing hair gave him a majestic air.
"Mm, I wonder how Veldanava is," I thought aloud.
"I should visit him soon. The analysis of the Nihility should be ready."
I left the room and walked to the kitchen to prepare a coffee. After making it, I went to the living room and sat down.
"Very well, Morgana, tell me, how is the analysis progressing?" I asked a beautiful woman with platinum white hair and a purple dress that matched her eyes as she came down the stairs.
Morgana sat on the opposite sofa with a serious face as she began her explanation. "Perfectly, Master. The analysis of the Nihility has been successfully completed," she said with joy in her tone.
"Its creation is possible through my ultimate skill, [Divine Creator, Ptah]. Do you wish to initiate the creation process?" I asked.
Morgana was pure mana that had been born from my ultimate skill, [Goddess of Creation, Tiamat], after I named her.
Unlike other mana, Morgana is a being of pure information, which differentiates her from other mana, just as pure bloodlines differ from hybrids.
As for her skill, [Divine Creator, Ptah], it is an ultimate skill I created for Morgana that allows her to create or recreate anything as long as she has the necessary information.
Setting aside my thoughts, I nodded to Morgana. "Begin the recreation and store it within the realm of imaginary numbers," I ordered.
"Also, today I will visit my brother, so I will have dinner at his house." Morgana nodded and said, "Alright, Master, take care."
As I immersed myself in my thoughts, I heard my brother's voice in my mind. (Velzarion, come quickly. I just sensed the birth of a true dragon.)
Intrigued, I teleported to the Palace of Stars and found Veldanava brimming with excitement.
"Brother, where did you find our new family member?" I asked.
Veldanava smiled. "To the east, I detected a significant change in the climate, a severe cold overwhelming the region; it's certain a new true dragon will be born."
I nodded in agreement and said, "Then let's go. We must reach the place before it is born."
Veldanava agreed, and we quickly transported ourselves to the designated location. Upon arriving at the ice cave, we found a charming white dragon with golden eyes, looking at us with curiosity.
Veldanava's face lit up with joy at seeing the adorable creature. I approached the dragon, crouching as it sniffed me.
"You're a very cute girl, aren't you?" I said, to which the dragon nodded, lifting her head proudly. Veldanava laughed at the dragon's behavior.
"Well, we must give you a name, little one," Veldanava said as he thought of a suitable name while I began to play with the dragon.
"How about Velzard?" Veldanava suggested, clearly proud of the name.
I nodded at that name; it was very beautiful and suited the little dragon.
Veldanava puffed out his chest at my acceptance and looked at the little dragon, who had now transformed into a girl.
She appeared to be seven years old, with white hair, ice-blue eyes, and a small white dress. She looked incredibly adorable.
"Well, it's time to celebrate the birth of our new family member. We will return to the Palace of Stars and prepare a feast," Veldanava declared.
His eyes sparkled with excitement at the idea that I would be the one cooking.
"Let's go, let's not waste any more time!" he exclaimed and picked up little Velzard in his arms before disappearing.
Velzarion watched the spot where his older brother had been with an amused expression. With a sigh, he vanished as well.