Existence

EXISTENCE OF DOWNWORLD
A hundred thousand years ago, the Vikings travelled from the Upperworld down into Downworld, where it was nothing but dark. Downworld was then a void with nothing. The Vikings stumbled around in the darkness, not sure how to go back or how to make life where they were.

After months of stumbling and walking, eating nothing but what they had brough on their journey, then stumbled upon a great light. The light was so bright that it blinded them for a long time and even with that light, they couldn't see. Then the light darknened into an angel.

It was magnificent. He had great white wings that were spread and he wore shining armor without flaw or without a dent He had a sword in his hand, a sword marked up and down with glowing marks. He wore a red cloak, and the wings came out from the cloak.

I am Durak, the Angel said to the awestruck army of Vikings. The Vikings watched as the Angel Durak split his finger on his sword. In a wisp of white smoke infront of him were three goblets floating in the air. He passed his hand all over them so that one drop of his blood passed into the cups. Another wisp of smoke took away the goblets and brought to sight three devices: a cup, a stone and a magnificent white leaf. He poured his blood into them as well and they disappeared in a wisp of white smoke as well.

The Angel then said, I bring you to existence and to life, my immortal beings, said the Angel Durak and suddenly there was light and the grass grew beneath their feet, flowers bloomed around them, trees grew high into the air. Strange creatures poured everywhere. Begone with you, Angel Durak said. The Viking ran for their lives, ran and ran until the ligh guided them into a cave in a mountain.

And the Angel? The Angel exploded into a great dazzling light and dissapeared: invisible but ever-present. Downworld had been created. And it can never be destroyed.