Hear now the story of beginnings, without which we would not be in this place and time.
Before all else there was the Egg of Io and the First Void. When the time came for Io to emerge:
One egg's lower half transformed
And became the earth below,
And its upper half transmuted
And became the sky above;
From the yolk the sun was made,
Light of day to shine upon us;
From the white the moon was formed,
Light of night to gleam above us;
All the colored brighter bits
Rose to be the stars of heaven
And the darker crumbs changed into
Clouds and cloudlets in the sky.
Behold, with his emergence Io found the First Void was no longer but had transformed in to the Shadow Void, and all of existence was defined by the two and reality shuddered at the strain. For like an egg this new reality was fragile and Io looked to give it strength.
And behold, Io found within the new Void a mystery: his equal-Chronepsis. And Io and Chronepsis took each other as mates, to help weave the fabric of reality tighter and stronger. For as the realization of Io's existence flowed into worlds, becoming all things, Chronepsis drew it back into herself balancing beginning with end, creation with destruction, light with dark.
Io created his first child alone and Vorel was born, small and simple-minded but perfect of scale and form; and Io was pleased. When seeing Io's creation Chronepsis complained and said, "Why have you made Vorel of your own mind and will. Does not our union hold all things together, each needing the other? So should we not make our children together and thus strengthen the harmony of creation?"
Io heard the wisdom of Chronepsis' words and together they created a pair of children; male and female they created them: Bahamut and Tiamat were their names. Intended to grow up and mate, producing children that combined the best traits of each. Instead, the two were immediate rivals, yet Io and Chronepsis would not choose a favorite between them.
After many failed schemes to make herself look better and Bahamut worse, Tiamat hatched a diabolical plan inspired by the words of Chronepsis: she slew her sibling Vorel and framed Bahamut for the awful deed. Io, however, carefully sought out the truth, and sorrowfully banished his daughter Tiamat from his presence. Tiamat turned utterly to hatred and Evil, while her brother Bahamut, ever her rival, turned to Good in order to oppose her. So it was that Io lost three of his children: the first to death, the second to Evil, and the last to Good.
In his sorrow Io confronted Chronepsis about her involvement in the death of his son Vorel. Chronepsis laughed and said, "Why now do you lament Io? For can you not see that again the balance of creation is restored by the death of your misbegotten son Vorel?" Furious at her admission Io sank his teeth in to Chronepsis' side and she in turn sank her teeth in to his. From the blood that fell from their bodies sprang all the other gods of the cosmos-evil from Chronepsis and good from Io; and to this day neither relents of their hold on the other.
