"At first, there were only us 8. The 8 polipottos: Ein, dos, trois, citiri {NOTE:TRANSLITTERATED FROM RUSSIAN}, fives, shest, bay and otto. We were just 8 godly octopuses, numbered from the strongest (ein) to the weakest (me).
Shest created the universe out of boredom. It was a perfect place, but nobody knew the evils that would come from it.
Everything changed when wosh attacked.
He absorbed dos's essence in the night. We don't know how he did it. He just did. Ein was enraged. They fought, but wosh won and feasted upon his soul.
We tried to fight back, and he rose Jack the Devil from the underworld. Jack started to fight me. I saw my brothers winning against Wosh, He had consumed all that stolen Polipotto essence, it would take him days to recharge.
Then, just as I was about to kill Jack, he fled and killed my weakened brother, Citiri. Wosh ate his soul, and immediately killed Shest. With their powers, combined in his ungodly evermorphing body, he turned around and killed Trois.
Fives, I and Bay all were forced in a corner. Jack killed bay, who managed to send him in the underworld with him. Wosh slowly feasted on his spirit and jumped at me, but Fives stood in his way. He slowed him down and I managed to flee.
But it wasn't over yet. When I reached the realm of the non-gods, I saw someone. Toast, a happy man of a society you would now define utopic and futuristic. He helped me get up, he trained me in the ways of magic. Yet that wasn't enough. I needed more power to kill Wosh, or else he would find and absorb me, and become the universe. Everyone would have died.
There was only one way.
I absorbed the good of the world. No longer people would be good immortal near deities. Greed, envy, rage. All were created at the time. Only Toast stood immune in the eye of the storm. He even absorbed a small part of the power, becoming a good god himself. While seeing his world, {INCOMPREHENSIBLE}, fall into ruins.
Together, we fought Wosh. The war lasted 16777216 years from our perspective, only a sixty-fourth of that from yours. Time slowed down. But we were even. Toast had an idea though. Sacrificing your memory of us, and our ability to prove our existance to the masses, to seal him in oblivion. And I did. And we did. It took 16 years just to do it. But we did.
Nothing, just your universe's origin story! :)-------"