Orma

One day, a young creature woke up in the depths of the ocean.
For hundreds of years, the child played around.
When they became a teenager, they wandered about.
They found an animal. It was a small and cute creature. It ate algae. It was soft. There were many of those. With that animal, the creature learned the difference between female and male. The animal filled the creature's heart with love.
One day, another animal came. It was big and robust. It had scary teeth and claws. It ripped apart and ate all the animals the creature loved. The animal filled the creature's heart with hatred. She wondered if all life on that planet needed to consume another to live.
The creature decide to travel around the world and know more. They discovered incredible sights. They discovered impressive animals. None of them seemed to think like the creature, though. When the creature was almost at the end of their journey, they realised there was something clinging to their back. It was a tiny, tiny being. It was nothing more than a small fetus. After years of travelling and exploring every nook and cranny of the world, the creature had become an adult. Realising that the fetus was theirs, the creature realised she had the power of creation: she was probably a female. She decided her fetus was probably male. She felt the most joy and love she had ever felt in her hundred of years looking at her fetus. She realised that, now that there were more than one, they needed something to call each other: names.
When she finished her voyage, she noticed things had changed. Two new kinds of animals, no, creatures, existed. She realised they were created in her image, and in the image of the creatures she had loved and that she had hated. As she had feared, it seemed one had to consume the other to survive.
She was curious, but felt her first responsibility was towards her fetus. She found a cave, deep in the ocean, and turned that into a house, where she would take care of him.
--But curiosity would still take the best of her, eventually.