Post #9

In the beginning order and chaos were intermingled. In the midst of the two was a black egg. I was inside, slowly growing over the course of 18,000 years. When I awoke, I realized that I was trapped inside. So, with my great strength, I hit the wall of the egg and broke through. The egg broke into two halves and the lighter half floated to the sky and became heaven, while the heavier side became earth. When I saw the new world I realized that it was beautiful. I didn't want the heavens to collide with the earth and create chaos  once again so I held it up. For another 18,000 years I pushed the heavens as I grew upward. At last! The heavens were far enough above the earth. Jubilation! For my work was finally finished. Afterward, however, I died of exhaustion. After my death, I was resurrected and bcame the material things of the world. My breath became the wind; my voice, the thunder; my hair the stars of the sky; and my flesh became the earth and the trees. My limbs also changed into the mountains, my eyes became the sun and the moon, and my teeth and bones became the precious stones in the land. The rivers are made out of my blood and the rain comes from my sweat. That is how I created the world.

Resoloution Post #8

When I die, my story doesn't end. Rather, it literally is filled with new life. After my death, my body is reincarnated into the beautiful earth that we see today. In my story, my death changed me and my voice became the thunder, my breath the wind. My eyes becames the sun and moon while my flesh became the soils in the feilds. My hair becames the countless myriad of stars and the vegetation of the globe. My blood made the rivers and my sweat, the percipitation of the world. My bones and teeth also changed and became all the precious stones of the earth. Lastly, my limbs became the four directions and the tallest mountains of China.

Climax Post #7

After I am satisfied that the heavens would not fall to earth, we reach the climax of the story. Here, I grow extremely weary and die of exhaustion. After 18,000 grueling years I accomplish what I set out to do and I have no real reason to stay alive. After I die, I am reincarnated and become all of the middle land and the rest of the world. That is, however, a story for another time.

Conflict Post #6

In my great story there is one conflict. That conflict is, of, course, me pushing the up the heavens. When I was born and Heaven and Earth were created, I grew worried that the heavens would one day fall and collide with the earth. Because of my anxiety I decided to hold up the sky and push it until it was far enough away from earth that it would not fall. I pushed for 18,000 years until it was far enough. And that was the greatest conflict of all.

Characters Post #5

In my story, there aren't many other characters besides me. Those other characters are not described. They are simply a turtle, a pheonix, a quilin (a mythical hooved creature), and a dragon. These four animals help me to hold up the sky. Because of this they can easily be expressed as being kind, helpful, and considerate. I am ever so grateful for the help of these four because without them my job would have been much harder.

Post #4 Setting

My story starts with me concealed in an enourmous black egg admist the carnage and chaos of the universe. The two parts of the world, heaven and earth, are mixed and there is no sort of structure to the entire universe. The sight was sickly I could not see well through my sell but I could sense the destruction of the world I lived in. Through my egg I could smell a putrid, sulferic scent that burned my nostrils for what seemed an eternity. All I could hear was the loud howling of the winds and clashing of an never-ending storm. I could not feel or taste any thing. And I my sight was more focused so that I could see through the hard shell of my egg. By these senses alone I learned of the world I lived in. Thankfully, it is not the same today.

Three Cultural References

I have had so much influence since the start of time, that there are many references of me in modern time. One reference is apparent in an iOS hack. This jailbreak was named Pangu because it was built by my people, the Chinese. Another cultural reference can be found on the globe. In the Pacific Ocean there is a small island named Pangu. This island is the home to many modern day pirates that live there. Yet another reference can also be found on the globe. There is a small town in Burma that is also named Pangu, just like me.