The Night and The Rain

## The Night

The Night is something the world knows very well. Coming at the end of every day, some hate the creatures The Night brought. Others thrive, and were born from it. But The Night is so much more than a time. A being, some of which consider a God. He created the life you see under the stars, and within the dark caves. The Night is darkness and the shadows, from the open plains under a starry sky, to the darkest depths of the sea, The Night rules supreme.

## The Rain

The Rain was a year older than the Night, but less powerful. The Rain could not bring forth creatures at first, could not cause anything major. Alone, it was simply an effect, nothing of value. The Rain was apparent everywhere within the overworld, from the water dripping of stalagmites to a river running through the dirt. Everything that was water, was The Rain.

## Full Story

The two beings always held each other in high regards. As The Night slowly grew more powerful, the less The Rain became. The Night learned how to make living beings, even created two of the few races who now roam these lands. The Phantoms and The Blazeborn. The Phantoms are the youngest of the races, while Blazeborn's were created around 2,011 years before hand. The Rain always had an influence, but less creatures to it's name. Slowly, it was able to learn how to create life, introducing the Guardians. Then, plant life and simple fish. But this is future in the story.

### Night's Beginning

The Night's start was caused when the realm of The Nether was born. The Night existed before it, but The Nether was it's true home. Who created this realm is unknown, but it's believed to be The Night itself. Despite being so full of light and fire, The Night held power here, because time was no longer a thing. Slowly, The Night began creating. He would mold the red stone into flesh, creating Piglins. Simple at the time, they wandered with no true intent, no true purpose other than to protect themselves and their people. Without a soul, however, the flesh would rot and wither, slowly turning back to the stone that they first were.

The Night left the Piglins after a while. Years of trying to reform them, yet there was something missing. Without that something, they were doomed to act as mindless creatures. So he began looking for something else. Something new. Souls. Slowly, The Night molded the stone now known as quartz, and mixed the soil and sand which adventurers had passed on top of. With these new souls, The Night created Ghasts. Still though, they were imperfect. The Ghasts did not rot like the Piglins, but with souls, they *felt.* Evidently, felt too much. With too many thoughts, the Ghasts would lose themselves, overthinking everything they came across. Despite it's flaws, however, The Night had finally learnt how to create, all that was left was to perfect it.

Next, were the Blazes. He gave them souls of Humans who were stubborn yet righteous, and set them to guard the nether itself. Though, the land was too expansive for the number of souls that fit the requirements. So instead, The Night created fortresses, made bricks out of the red stone, and even made devices to automatically pull the souls of the fallen to create more Blazes.

The next creatures were simple. Give them fitting souls, mold their bodies, and let them loose into a fitting biome. Magma Cubes were the souls of adventurers who had lost their way, Striders were cowardly yet ambitious people. Piglins were reformed into loyal, determined souls who protect their own. But when The Night looked at what The Overworld had, it wasn't enough. The Nether needed something more. Something *real.*

#### The Overworld Monsters

The overworld, realm of life and beauty, compared to The Nether, realm of death and chaos, was a flourishing vista. Animals like cows, pigs, bats, and foxes. The Night knew he had some power over this realm, when the sun faltered and was laid to rest. That was it’s time to create.

Previously, The Night had first used the pig as a base for piglins, so why not do it again? However, yet again, without souls, his work would be incomplete. And while travelers perished within the overworld, the souls there would immediately reborn into something new, something pure. So what if it tried using something else? Soul sand started as just that- sand. Mixing that with experience, magic remnants that measure the longevity and accomplishments of a beings life, created a replacement of souls.

This gunpowder was unstable, however. The magic wasn’t meant to so simply fuse with ordinary objects. Experience was meant to seep back into the earth to create anew, or be absorbed by another being to make it ever so slightly stronger. But maybe, just maybe, this could be an advantage.

The Night morphed the pigs into beings called creepers, made with unstable experience and gunpowder. This allowed them to self-destruct, giving their life to destroy and harm, the very meaning of The Night.

Using dusty remains of string and flesh, The Night created spiders, able to climb and infect. Silverfish out of stone. Witches were villagers, blessed by The Night himself, targeted with concentrated magic and experience. Phantoms grew from the remains of chickens, foul flesh and raw experience.

These creatures, while great and of many, were difficult to create. Especially witches and phantoms. The Night needed something easier, more plentiful. Souls in the nether were caused by adventurers peril, and with his new creations, along with things such as fall, lava, and drowning, there should be plenty of bodies left at any time. Mixing these with even the slightest traces of experience reanimated these past adventurers into beings of harm and destruction. The Night had made its mark within this dimension, had added its purpose. It was happy.

Adventurers….. Truly sentient beings with minds of their own. The Night wondered, maybe with enough soul, enough chaos, and enough experience.. He could make his own, true children?

## OOC

I'm not trying to make lore of the world. I just wanted to write something quick and fun, so I made some old folklore for my characters backstory. If you want to use this for your character, then go ahead! Just know that this is just myth/religion, nothing set in stone.