I'm in the nascent stages of rewriting my epic fantasy, The Heart of the Thief. After 100,000 words, I concluded that the world wasn't rich enough, nor had I invested enough time in making my fantasy stand out. Anyone writing a fantasy is going to be indebted to The Lord of the Rings; I needed to make my novel unique in a genre full of Tolkien imitators. Thus, I decided to start a series on the blog devoted to fleshing out the lore. The brief piece below discusses the cosmology of my universe (which doesn't have a name yet like "Middle-Earth" or "Narnia").
On the Creation of the Maat, and the sacrifice of Rankar
In the beginning, there was nothing. When God, known as Rankar to our race, awoke, time and space were born, and God realized his own existence. A great loneliness filled His being, and this loneliness manifested a desire for creation. In a sacrificial act, God sundered his form. Out of the hollow of His body, the three tiers of of the world were made. The Heavens were made from His skull, the Earth from His rib cage, and the Underworld from His bowels. His organs were distributed amongst the Earth. Whoever found a piece of God was granted the Gift of Rankar--awareness of their own being. How many pieces of God existed is not known, though since Man is thought to have been made in His image, some scholars believe that for every organ of Man, Rankar left a corresponding piece. What we do know is that our sentience is tied to the Heart, which lies in the buried pyramid of Arat, housed in the Temple of God. Were it to suffer the Corruption, the quick diminishment of our race would ensue. Soul-less husks we would become: Lilu, creatures doomed to madness and slow decay. For this reason, the Heart shall never leave the Temple. For any but a Priest to speak of It is forbidden. Any man who does not heed this edict is sentenced to death, and dishonor follows his house for ten generations. So shall this Age continue, and the evolution of Man be protected.
--From the Vulgate of Herodotus
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