This is an alternate creation myth I wrote. I would love a voiceover and after that maybe a muscial score. Hope you enjoy it.

In the beginning, it was dark. A dry cold was all that was. This Coldness realized it enveloped a world containing endless possibilities, and so set out to allow life to grow. It allowed light to appear, and bring with it warmth. It allowed worlds to rise, one by one, from the depths of the darkness. These worlds brought with them water and life, and green and brown exploded on the worlds’ surfaces. But the Coldness soon became unsatisfied with what it had allowed to be created. It realized their was nothing conscious in the world. There was nothing to witness what the world had become. And so it allowed the water to bring forth life, and allowed this life to have dominion over all the facets of the world. Soon life was soaring in the sky, teeming in the water, and prospering on land. But the Coldness saw a problem. The world it had created, and the life it had brought forth, was somehow fundamentally wrong. It was too warm. And so, seeing this problem, the Coldness crafted creatures itself, from the depths of the darkness it belonged to. These creatures would rule over the worlds the Coldness had put in place, and would be as perfect as it dared allow them to be. It decided to name the creatures it had created to rule the world “man.” When the Coldness placed them on the face of the world, all the life that had been created rejected man, as did the world they were placed upon. For days, the world shook and trembled, spewing forth fire and ash. But man prevailed. It was then that the Coldness realized it had made man just cold enough. Eventually, the world calmed, grudgingly accepting man. But the animals and plants never accepted him. Animals attacked men and the plants made themselves poisonous and harmful to humans. But man was strong. Soon, humans learned to create things, just as the coldness had, and used them against the animals. They killed the animals and feasted on their bones. They attacked plants and used them to construct homes for themselves. Soon, all plants and animals abandoned humans in fear. Humans lived among themselves and were happy. Soon they spread all over the land, claiming dominance over all of the world. Though turmoil rocked the world constantly, a balance had been found. The Coldness saw this, and was content. The world it had created was warm.