Coming into existence was quite a confusing ordeal. At first, there was nothing, and then suddenly she was born. Or maybe she had existed even before the nothing, though who could say? Her consciousness thrummed as she felt something around her. No, it was something in her. It was ever moving, and a force that couldn't be stopped or changed. It continued forward even when worlds were destroyed, and universes reborn. 'What is it?' She thought dreamily, her own thoughts making her even more curious. Realization dawned upon her. It was time. She knew this more certainly than anything in the world. Nocte felt her presence spread thin, reaching into the far expanses of the universe. Her surroundings were pure black, and she couldn't see anything around her. Yet, she could sense everything in the blackness. She felt at peace, comforted by the soothing darkness.
Suddenly, her world started to become lighter, till everything around her was bathed in light. She recoiled from the brightness, shielding It was the end of night, and the daytime was taking over. 'This is not my domain,' she realized, missing the warmth of her night. And there she waited, the cycles of day and night coming and going, always shining in the bight and hiding in the day.
Centuries passed like this as she kept the time of the universe, and reigned in the night sky. Planets and stars started to form. one particular planet caught her attention. It was a young one, with seas and life just being born. She sensed new presences on the new formation, and grew curious.
Slowly, Nocte pulled her consciousness together into one form. Looking down at her hands, she moved her fingers, marveling at the reaction. She descended on the earth, and when she landed, her feet rested on land, which she was unfamiliar with. Her feet fumbled uselessly for a moment, before she gracefully regained her balance. She walked a few steps, testing out her legs. She then began wandering around. She came upon a small group of beings, each absorbed in their conversations. She marveled at the forms; they looked similar to her, yet different. They were each inteoducing themselves. Here, she had just uncovered who she was, and now even more mysteries awaited her. She approached slowly, not yet aware of what to do. Their voices were clear and bright, and she opened her mouth to speak as well. Only silence came out.
She tried once more, and this time, a soft, ethereal voice emanated from her. It caught her by surprise, and she tries again. "Hello..." She ventured, looking at the others. "I am Nocte, Goddess of Night and Time."