Roht, King of the Gods spent first many cycles alone. He had always been in his existence as far as he knew. He knew nothing of any other being besides himself, only the Great Darkness, his enemy and constant threat. He longed for a companion to be with him.
Roht then grabbed the light around him and had formed it into another being. He soon was faced with another version of himself, for he knew no other being to make. At first he enjoyed the company of this other man. They had the same likes and dislikes, dreams and habits, but it was boring after some time. How annoying the new god could be! He would laugh at bad jokes or get angry very easily, at the smallest things. Roht realized that he wished for a different companion. He wanted the perfect partner, someone to compliment him, not mirror him.
So he killed the new god and from the blood, light and dust, he molded a new god. This god was very different from him, soft and curvy, lean and gentle. He made this god so different from him