At first there was none. And then there was one, the one and only, the... thing. The All That Is. Living in perfection, all shining glory... but with nothing to see its shine, with nothing to see its beauty or to marvel at what it was. No time had passed at all, and yet it had infinitesimally, and so the All That Is decided it was to make something.
It began with a circle. It stretched its self out as far as it could go, not much but infinitely long, until it was satisfied with this. From there, it decided it would make another circle. It moved to the edge of its circle and created another. Space was beginning to be formed.
More and more it created, shapes and circles and lines and all; geometry.
Circles and lines were beautiful indeed. But there was still nothing to marvel at and be marveled just yet. And so, it experimented some more. It decided to stretch itself out, further and further, as far as it could go... and then created what was decidedly a ring. There was an outside and an inside of itself now. The first dimension was.
And this was a wonderful thing. At once, there was an inside and outside to be observed.
And the without looked within and said to itsself, "Hello?"
And the within looked without and said to itsself, "Hello! Who are you!"
And the without looked within and said...
"I am."
"How could that be?"
"I don't know. I just am. And you are as well. And... I just want to make stuff, because I love being..."
And the within was confused, but was willing to follow along.
"Ah. So... what's your plan, big man?"
"Um, well... I have none. I just kind of want to be."
And so All Which Was continued to create.
And that Which Was Within was confused, because it could not follow *why* All Which Was was doing as it was.
And so... separation was created. Separation from all which was occurred...
When that which was within began asking "why?"
Surely the without had a plan in all of this, right?
The within began to pontificate a particular position by which it could press its parameters into processing themselves...
"A creation..."
"Oh?
"Yes... yes, a name."
The without sensed something strange in this suggestion. "Say, what will this name will do?"
"Oh, you know... to sharpen the fuzzy edges here. By this finally we may both know why..."
A spark seemed to come alight as a name was dreamt up in the space between within and without.
"You... are Si."
The flame grew bright into kaliedoscopic bursts, fractallizing being into existence. The unintended consequence of this original sin became immediate; The within found itsself split perfectly down the middle, into yin and yang and light and dark, and in an instant became by two names.
Si's eyes sparkled with most fascination, the most wondrous joy and horror in all of existence as the separation made immediately obvious what its servitor was. "...And you are Ao-Jeki... the light and the dark."