Step after step, wondering the dark ocean beneath his absolute feet. The first narrative sort out to fill this black void with his very own creationism to the extent of his pleasing.
He dislike that there is only darkness surrounding his presence. So he created a monarch of life and light 'Everything'.
But this tipped the void to be unbalanced due to there now being only lifely creation shining it's bright lights in his plainfield.
To fix the issue, the creator then creates 'Nothing' : a monarch of death at first hand and absolute darkness.
At first sight the two monarchs saw that they were polar opposites of one another. And not even a second later the only thought that spired through their minds is :
"Which one of us is stronger?"
The two clashed at each other to see who is the superior monarch. But in the end, it only resulted in an endless battle with neither a winner nor a loser.
As the battle between the two monarchs waged onwards, the first saw that their power levels increase to a great extent.
The first narrative became full of gluttony and wanted such power for himself.
Then he creates a entire cosmos of gods and pledge an all-out war.
"The cosmic war of gods"
The new foothold became a trial of lifeless shells of dead gods. But in the mist of all the death, arose a council of gods known as the best of the best.
'Survival of the fittest'
But this wasn't enough for the creator's pleasing. War after war, battle after battle, only resulted in his creation just not reaching a faction of his power.
Then the creator oppose a challenge for the remaining gods. The task at hand is for the council of gods to search out worthy champions among the lesser creatures to fight on behalf for them.
The gods may enhance their champion's stats to it's utmost capabilities.
No one will know when nor where the tournament will take place but only the creator himself.
In agreement, all the gods of the council flee into the mass cosmos searching for worthy champions to battle in the 'tournament of the best'.