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Time passed. Cosmos and Harmony made themselves at home in the palace, enjoying each-other’s company as they explored its corridors and rooms. Their favourite activity was sitting together at the edge of the chaotic whirlpool, watching it fight itself as it slowly stabilised; light separating itself from darkness in little orbs, while darkness became large, flowing drapes. Harmony said the whirlpool looked like a big boiling vessel. Therefor they named it the Galaxy Cauldron.
The drapes emerged first, before escaping the palace and forming the vast universe around them. Then the orbs emerged, dancing. Cosmos managed to catch a few of them, holding them lightly in her palms before letting them go and watching them fly away, out of the palace, before growing into enormous size and finding their homes in the darkness, so far away from the palace they seemed no bigger than little dots. Cosmos felt a connection to the lights, unlike the darkness they seemed so alive, just like her.
“I'm going to call you stars,” she said during a moment while watching the lights from a window “and I’m gonna call the darkness sky.”
Then a cluster of orbs passed her by, on their way out of the window, up in the sky.
“And before you become stars, I’m going to call you starseeds.”
And it was so. One starseed especially caught her attention: it was so small and seemingly insignificant, yet it shone brighter than all the stars in the sky:
“I'm gonna call you Sun,” she told it “and when time comes, you will give light, warmth and love to the most beautiful world in the universe.”
She let it go and it sailed away, finding its place among the other stars.
The time came when the skies were full of stars, with not much room left. Still the Galaxy Cauldron constantly kept giving birth to new starseeds, and Harmony wondered what they should do with them all. Cosmos… She gathered the largest starseeds and told them:
“I'm gonna call you planets. You will become the worlds circulating the stars.”
And it was so. Many worlds were created, forming star systems. Yet starseeds kept being born. Cosmos gathered the smallest starseeds and told them:
“You will become plants, rocks, animals and everything else that populate these worlds and make them beautiful.”
And it was so. The planets were inhabited with many species of plants and animals, and filled with oceans, mountains, forests and fields. However, there were no one to rule these worlds. Cosmos gathered the brightest starseeds and told them:
“And you, my darlings, we will become humans. You will be made in my image and rule the worlds with love and compassion.”
And it was so. The universe was fully created. Cosmos saw all that she had made and named it the Posiverse.
But Harmony sensed danger. While Cosmos had created the Posiverse, she had kept an eye on the Galaxy Cauldron, where similar activity had taken place on the faraway horizon. It seemed another universe was being created, an opposite universe, a Negaverse.