Chapter 1:

Creation, The birth of Mora the last child of all

Long ago, in a time before life and death, there was a loving couple that lived at the edge of heaven. They had many names, but were commonly known as Neb and Vse. After a long eternity of being together, Neb and Vse had become madly in love with each other, and they were married in a ceremony that conceived an infinities worth of children to bare witness to it; Some such children were Bes the red fire giant, Koonsa the unicorn with a hundred golden hooves, Kukla the ambitious fairy of sorcery, and Ditya who took the form of a large blue egg covered in gray and green splotches.

The wedding lasted for 20 days and the reception for more then 300 years. When it had finally ended, all of the children retired to their parent's home where they would live together for many years, and there was never a happier family in all of existence nor ever again. It was a life with no pain, no sadness or hurt, no jealousy or anger, just love; and there was no greater love then that between Ditya and her older sister Kukla. All through out the house, wherever Kukla went she would always be caring the large blue egg with gray and green splotches in her arms. Neb and Vse would look on with pride, as Kukla sat talking and cuddling Ditya for hours in their garden. Ditya for her part never complained about anything that Kukla did with her; in fact in her eyes Kukla could do no wrong.

Sometimes, when Vse would ask its children, "What would you like to make?" Kukla would say, "A waterfall, with sparkles in the water, and creatures inside that also sparkle in the water! I want to make a golden fruit tree that everyone can eat from and enjoy! I want to make a sky that changes colors and a ground that's always soft and warm! I want to make hills and valleys that go on for miles and miles, and mountains that reach all the way up to the heavens! I want to make creatures that are all friends together, and I want Ditya and I to live with them and be merry!"

"I want that too!" said Ditya, her egg body wiggling in excitement.

"I want to be like you father Vse! I want to have good children who I can love!"

"Me too!" cried Ditya, happiness and warmth filling her shell, "I want to have children too! I want to be with Kukla!"

Kukla hugged and nuzzled her sister. Feeling the radiant happiness of his two children, Vse smiled and said, "Someday you will both have children. You will love them just as much as we love you, and just as much as you love each other."

For many life times, the children were content to stay by their parent's side in heavenly bliss, but time has a way about it that makes things change, and unbeknownst to Vse and Neb, Kukla had begun to doubt the manner of which things were. She yearned for change and a way to rise above her parents, so she convinced several of her brothers and sisters to hatch a plan with her to rule over heaven.

Ditya heard of their plans for destruction, and sought to warn Vse and Neb of their daughter's betrayal, but one of her brothers that had sided with Kukla saw this coming and locked her up in one of the rooms of the house. Ditya had no legs so she could not move, and she had no arms so she could not escape. All she could do was cry out for help, hoping her parents would come for her, but she was so far inside the house that not even her former sister could hear her screams.

That very night, Kukla put her plan into effect. She used one of her siblings to lure Vse away from the bed he shared with Neb, and had him tied and tortured while she and the others dealt with Neb. They sprang on him while he slept and tied his arms and legs to the bed. They then sliced off his arms followed by his legs and his member. Finally they ripped open his rib cage and beheld the spectacle that lay before them. Darkness there, complete blackness, a perfect plain of emptiness. The children had found what they were searching for; one by one they climbed into the body of Neb and started creating fantastical things never dreamed before by god or mortal.

By the time Vse had been released from his chains it was far too late, the house that was once filled with songs and laughter was now left empty and abandoned; it's body falling into disrepair with dirt filling up beneath the floorboards. Vse immediately searched for his love but only had to go as far as his own bedroom to see what had happened. He saw the body of his Neb lying dead and rotten while his former children laughed and played inside the corpse. Vse took a mere moment to process this before his body lit up in a cosmic rage.

But before he could exact his revenge, his ears happened upon a small far off voice. Only one person remained within the near broken house, it was the only person who couldn't leave. Dityas shell was almost completely covered in dust now, her once blue grayish body now had a light brown coating along with the rest of the room she had been left in. Vse hastened towards the room, stopping at nothing as he opened the door and stared at his lost child.

Ditya cried tears of happiness at seeing him, her prayers finally answered.

"Father Vse!" She cried.

"Oh father, I thought I would never behold your face again! Is all well? Oh, please don't be angry with them father, you had always told us to be kind to those who had wronged us. Perhaps if you and father Neb…"

Ditya said no more as her father walked towards her and held her at arms length away from himself. His eyes spoke nothing of the love they had held so many times before, now they bore coldly into her form to the point of madness.

Then she felt it. A searing pain that ruptured from the hands that held her, covering her entire body in a sensation of poisonous uncovered knives. No person in all the known realms could ever hope to hear her piteous cries. Her mind drew a blank as she suffered with silent screams, until the pain reached into her head. A lesser creature would have surly died from the images that Ditya had witnessed at that very moment. Memories of years long past, of things beyond her comprehension suddenly exploding within her, and when it was all over neither her nor her father spoke as he carried her towards his bed room, and dropped her into the body of Neb. He then sewed the corpse shut and left his children inside of the void that was once his beloved, baring them from ever entering heaven again.

Down, down, down, the blue egg dropped into the blackness, passing by newly born creations and the sounds of lustful delight from the once pure beings, now corrupted by the power they had stolen.

Ditya looked at her brothers and sisters with disgust and hatred. They did not even notice her among them; they did not even care that, because of them, none of them would ever be able to go back into heaven. She saw Kukla with her children, her disgusting, and sad little children that laughed and sang around her like they once did for their parents, for father Neb.

Ditya was dying; Her body was falling apart even as she fell. Bits of eggshells scattered all around the nothing, glowing in a trillion different pieces across the new creations and therefore alerting the others of her presence. But their sister was long gone, and in her place was her first daughter, whose existence was given to her by Vse himself. She was far bigger then any of his other children, a long tailed serpent with impenetrable skin and talons that could cut thru the fabric of reality itself, whose eyes burned with the fires of hell and whose breath could scorch the flesh of any immortal being, regardless of power.

She was Mora, the drake of life and death, the bringer of justice, and the mother of all Monsters. She understood the task for which she had been born, as well as the suffering that had created her.

The former pure ones could only look on in horror as Mora descended upon their children, devouring and burning their flesh to ash in a never-ending crusade for vengeance. The fallen tried to stop her, but they proved no match for Mora's divine brilliance, as the mere sight of her caused the unworthy sinners to go blind. One by one, Mora took what had been created and destroyed it, forever purging their filth from existence.

With the diseased creatures dead, Mora turned her attention to her blind Aunts and Uncles, but before she could finish her work, she was reminded of her mother and all the love and caring that had come before her. Despite everything that had happened, Mora realized that she could not kill her family, for that was the original crime of the fallen, and therefore life's greatest sin.

Not willing to repeat the past, Mora instead fled to the deepest reaches of the void. The un-pure ones regained their eyesight and tried in vain to look for the serpent drake, but they were never to find Mora again.

She flew for more then 5000 years before deciding that she was far enough away from the others to be safe. Now she could be alone.

Mora stayed still for a long while, just taking in the silence of the nothing. Despite her haste in escaping, she managed to grab a few pieces of her mother's shell to keep in memory. She placed the largest piece in front of her and crushed all the other pieces to put around it. Many of the eggshells still had dust and dirt on them, so she cleaned them off and rolled the remaining dirt into little balls, placing them among her collogue of shells. So far everything looked very good, she was almost done when she figured that it was still missing something.

Mora looked at her body and took from it a single scale, which she had crushed into a fine powder. Next, she took her sharp claws and tore into the flesh of her arm, drawing blood. Mixing the powder and the blood together, she made a thick doughy substance and began to roll it into a compact ball before bringing it up to her lips and blowing lightly on it's surface, hardening it instantly.

She placed the small ball in her masterpiece and took to admiring its beauty. It was the very last piece of her creation and it was perfect. Without a moment's hesitation, Mora shrunk down to her creation, determined to live out the rest of her days in its holy embrace.

Yes, this was good. This would be her new home. Upon the plane made from her flesh would she birth her children, and they would live in happiness for all time. They would all be friends together and Mora would live with them and be merry. So it was written and so it would be, in the land known as Mewni.