A God's Perspective (Part 1)

In the beginning there was one
He was the Original One
He created us
3000 aspects of what he wanted his realm, his Body to be
We met him only twice, I know not his name.
Where we were first born at, I do not know
It was only his domain that I knew it as
We were never young, but rather created as we are now, only four of us remain
Our creator was not good, nor evil, but rather without either aspect
We were told to journey when we were created, until the land stopped
And the void began, there we would meet
The risk was high, even for us "Gods" for this was primordial, before the concept of forever
But our reward would be a spot in reality
Only 300 of us had made it, I guess the others were never created
He told us his wish
That we were him, and that us, the survivors were his strongest aspects
We would be the caretakers and shapers of his body, as you mortals would call it, the universe, or reality as we know it
We shaped everything, from the stars, the comets, other life, You.
"Gods" are what you mortals called us
We slowly integrated with your religion, my brother, who was the personification of raw energy itself, Zeus, is an example
Most of us have kept ourselves busy elsewhere
While others wage a war
I was a part of that war
The concept of good and evil was untrue
Until you mortals birthed these ideals
I was "evil"
For I am the combination of dark and light
The God of Chaos, known as Erra to some, Osiris to others
But I have played my part
A quiet veteran watching as my brother of light the one they call Yahweh or as others have known him as Quetzalcoatl, or Marduk
Still clash with my two brothers
One you would know as Anubis or Satan
The other you would know as Set or Loki
I sit here now seeing what others have not
Although your time has no meaning to me
We were 300, now down to four survivors
What I have seen
And what it all meant
I realized only now the cost we have spent
"Gods" are arrogant, tragic creatures.
No God. No fear. Know God. Know fear.