First of all things was the expanse into which all other things burst forth in a great cataclysm of fire and light. Yet while the æther is of all things the greatest, the mystery of it is also greatest. For as in darkness is hidden secrets that light may reveal, this darkness resists the light of understanding, as a veil over our eyes which obscures.
The æther birthed the Creators, who gathered to themselves the Firstlight and formed them into the forges of the Gods. In them they made yet greater and greater creations, binding together the lesser with the force of their hammer blows. They toiled until they could create no more, and their forges burned until they had exhausted their fuel.
Some, weary of their work, left their forges to cool and die. But some burned too hot, and in their folly they did not see the doom they heaped upon their own heads. They pushed too far and their forges, in a violent burst, expelled all of the creations, scattering them across the æther. These greater creations from deep within the forges, cold without the Creator’s fire, gathered around other forges, some closer and some further away.
Among the Creators were some who were not content with the way of the others. Instead, burning first their own fuel, they hungered for more. Such hunger was in them that they sought to consume all others. They are the Nassanai, their forms like spiders with grasping legs.
These Creators have turned to Destroyers, the Devourers of all that fall into their spiral webs. They have spread their nets across the æther, catching all that wander too close, and from their dens they draw in their nets toward their waiting mouths, consuming all things: Creators, creations, forges, those which gather for warmth, and even the Firstlight.
So hungry are the Nassanai for more and more to fill their bowels that they may even catch one another, their webs colliding, distorted, and engage in a great battle. In the end, a victor will remain, even more powerful and even more hungry. The Nassanai will consume, destroy, and battle until time has ended and only one remains, and the Firstlight shall in the end be extinguished, and thus will come the end of all things, and only the æther will remain.
A writing prompt: Explain a black hole like you are from pre-science civilization with unusually accurate creation myths. I did take some liberties – this was a myth after all. And words like æther are too fun not to use.