Roothor's Story

At first, there was only darkness. No light. No ground. Nothing; a great expanse of nothingness. The Void.
Then, there was a flash of light, and Roothor appeared. He looked around and was not pleased by what he saw. And so, raising his staff, he created a universe within the Void.
This universe - a finite space within the large expanse of the Void - wasn't completely dark; no, it was tinged a very dark green, as, if one looked closely, they would see little motes of chlorophyll, the thing found in plants, running like streams through this universe. Alongside the chlorophyll flowed the dark red of blood, and thus there was both red and green mixed in the universe, in one great plaid.
The universe itself was one giant creature. It's body could be entered by others, perhaps, and it could be harmed; but at the center of this universe was it's brain, and it had a powerful psychii. It knew when something would harm it, and it would lash out and push it away.
Roothor would later call this universe, "The Beast". A fitting name, as that was what it was.
Just one universe in a field of what could soon be many.

Roothor saw Azazel's angels, and wondered if he should make guardians of his universe as well. He made them in the form of blood cells. Well, they weren't really blood cells, but they functioned as them. They could ferry particles along the universe, and respond to any threats against the Beast.
He called them Dryads.



Secondly, he created a lush and forested planet around a sun (really nothing more than a ball of bioluscent fungi that radiated heat). He populated this planet with creatures that looked like him, dubbing them Snivies. He named the planet Snivia.

Roothor created many other creatures for his world. He created nymphs and elves; gnomes and goblins. They all dwelt in their own galaxies.
He looked down at the Beast, and was satisfied. But was everyone else?