Void and darkness was upon the face of the deep.

And God said “Let there be light.”

And there was Lucifer.

Cleaving through all that there was, all that there had
not been, he came. 

Light like a needle, like a blade, piercing through the very
heart of existence—thus was he born. 

It was the first birth, and the most painful by far. 

The universe of darkness was shattered by his
coming. Nothingness was destroyed by his something, and oblivion was annihilated by his
being.

With him came the possibility of seeing, of knowing, of
things being grasped and felt and touched and defined. With him came pain and joy, impressions, opinions, thoughts, dreams. 

When his eyes opened, consciousness came into being.

As he shimmered on those dark waters, the heart of the
void was broken by his beauty.

And God saw the Light, that he was good.

And that, right then, is when God first got worried.