The Perfect Void

At first, there was the void: cold, dark, and silent.

Perfect.

The void became self-aware. A consciousness formed. A consciousness which savored solitude, reveled in silence, and luxuriated in peaceful slumber. The consciousness felt no need to create, no need to explore, and no need to change anything about its existence. Its only desire was to exist with itself, and to float peacefully within the void: Sleeping and dreaming, in silence.

The perfect darkness was pierced by a blinding light, and the perfect silence was pierced by a shrieking howl as the consciousness screamed in pain. The veil between the worlds was ripped open, and twelve gods stepped through, hoping to create a new world.

The intruders created two realms out of the void: the Celestial, where they would live, and the Mortal, where their servants would live. Before long, these realms were filled with light and noise. The consciousness of the void, unable to sleep, became enraged. It became Exterminis, the Destroyer, and vowed to unmake all that had been made. Exterminis would return the universe to nothingness, the state of the perfect void, and he would sleep peacefully once again.

Exterminis flew into a rage, and attacked the intruders. The gods, unused to violence, were no match for the sheer onslaught of Exterminis. Only their immortality saved them from complete destruction. Eventually, the tide of the battle turned, and the gods were able to overpower Exterminis, but they were not powerful enough to kill him.