In a distant, remote, and dark place. Where nothing existed—neither thought nor energy. Neither evil nor good. Neither space nor time.
This place, known as the void, was a vast nothingness, devoid of any form of life. In the midst of this desolate expanse, there was only one existence: a small seed. It was the seed of the Tree of Life, a being of infinite potential that sprouted in the midst of the primordial darkness.
With an explosion of light and energy from that seed, the universe began to take shape.
Galaxies, stars, and planets were created, and among them, the first planet was born where life began to flourish in its solar system.
The Tree of Life, although it possessed immense power and was the origin of everything that would come, was not a conscious being. It could neither think nor dream, yet it contained within itself the potential of all that existed and was a part of it. It was an omnipotent and omnipresent being.
The God of Creation.
Aware of its own limitation, the Tree of Life decided to fill that existential void by creating a being that would carry wisdom and reason. Thus, in an act of profound creation, the seed transformed into a new being, one that could observe, reflect, and experience the universe in all its complexity.
This being would be the first thinker, a guardian of knowledge and the connection between the void and the world that was flourishing around it, expanding into infinity.
From one of its fruits, a crystalline egg emerged. When the fruit fell onto the grassy ground, the egg fed on the fruit, absorbing its energy for millennia. Until one day, the shell cracked.
From within emerged a majestic creature, pure as light itself and radiant as the dawn.
With silver scales that reflected the brilliance of the stars, great wings that seemed to weave the sky, and a massive tail that undulated gracefully, this omniscient being was named the Dragon God.
This creature not only carried knowledge but also harbored the essence of the mind of God, which had once been part of the Tree of Life but had now become linked to this new being.
The Dragon was white and had wings that lifted it beyond the stars, its being shining like the cosmos itself. It was capable of traveling between galaxies and solar systems, spreading its light to the darkest corners of the universe.
Wherever it went, it observed the life that blossomed, analyzed the chaos and order, and questioned its own purpose as a creator.
However, despite the magnificence of the cosmos and the variety of beings that inhabited it, after millions of years, the dragon began to feel lonely.
No creature could share its vision or understanding. It was a silent witness to the cycle of life, lacking companionship. Despite all the splendor it beheld, there was no other being with whom it could share its thoughts or its reason for being.
Although it could communicate with the Tree of Life, the tree could not respond, only listening to its suffering and loneliness—an anxiety that suffocated the dragon in the world it had created.
Then, in a remote corner of the universe, something unexpected happened. After an eternity, the first being capable of understanding its surroundings appeared.
The human being.
This new being was not only aware of its existence but could also reflect on it. When the dragon saw the human being for the first time, its heart filled with a happiness it had never known before. For the first time, creation had given life to something that eased its eternal loneliness.
But that happiness was fleeting. Soon, the dragon observed with disappointment that the same primal instincts that had guided other forms of life were also deeply rooted in humanity.
Fear, anger, sorrow, gluttony, lust, greed, and envy—emotions that had appeared in lesser degrees in other creatures—manifested with greater strength and complexity in the human being.
These dark sins seemed new, yet at the same time, were an extension of the most basic impulses that had governed other beings since the beginning of time.
The white dragon realized that although humans had the capacity to reason and create, they were also trapped in cycles of corruption that they themselves had marked in their lives and civilizations.
It was then that its hope of finding perfect companionship slowly crumbled as it watched humans succumb to their weaknesses. And thus, what began as a divine creation to fill its emptiness soon became a source of painful disappointment.
The white dragon, once again wrapped in solitude and misunderstanding, began to doubt its own creation. Despite its power and wisdom, it realized that the being capable of fully understanding it did not yet exist.
In a moment of despair and reflection, it thought that perhaps the ideal companion could not arise spontaneously from chaos but had to be an exclusive creation of its own, born from its will and essence. Not from premature and recent evolution. A being that was insignificant when compared to the rest of the creations in the universe.
Humans were nothing more than ants in this vast world. Their function went no further than their own instinct for survival. That is why the day came when they became extinct. Their arrogance in believing themselves to be superior beings blinded them completely to the point where they self-destructed.
The dragon felt deep sadness and disappointment as it witnessed the tragic outcome that had played out for millennia, over and over again, until none of them survived.
Thus, it decided to return to the place where it was born: beneath the canopy of the Tree of Life. There, before the symbol of all creation, the dragon made a request.
"Let two human beings be born, with their virtues and sins separated into distinct bodies."
Thus, it believed it would find a balance that would give rise to beings capable of understanding not only the world but also itself. The dragon wanted each of them to represent one half of the inherent duality in existence.