In the Beginning

Mother Falls. Father is gone. The eldest rushes to Mother. "Mother? Are you okay? Wake up!" He shakes her, but she won't wake up.
"The souls in her are still alive, Brother. She's just not responsive," the youngest observes. "but if we are to build, where do I take the decay to? They need to burn and return to Mother. That is the cycle."
Despite his grief, the eldest sighs, "I will build a Lake of Fire without Father's mind. Can you help instill His nature to it to complete the cycle, Brother?"
The middle answers, "I can. Give me the Hammer." The eldest glares at him suspiciously. "Give it to me or I'll take it!" He prepares his spear to fight.
The youngest states with amusement behind the middle brother, "You might be able to take the Hammer from him, but you can't take us both on." He presses his sickle against his back. "I will reap you with our brother's help then throw you headlong into the new Lake. It will be your prison forever. Try me." The point is felt clearly against the back. The middle brother begrudgingly lowers his spear.
The eldest combines the power of the three of them and forges the new Lake of Fire. They touch it to Mother & set it aside. The link is established. The pain from Father's blow is drained into the Lake. She stirs but remains asleep. She dreams.
They sit together at the Work Bench. The eldest says with Hammer in hand, "I will build and, as the creator, will instill my laws and plans into it. I'll use Mother's souls and imbue my creation with them. The sickle will reap the decayed. The spear will choose a point to corrupt and begin the decay. It will be to the glory of the Creator, but we will each play a part. I will take the good and place them back into Mother. The bad will be put into the Lake in the end." He fashions a small less powerful clock compared to Mother's clocks and winds it up.
"They will know me as Death the Separator," the youngest declares.
The middle replies, "They will know me as Devil the first Tempter and Corrupter."
The eldest finishes, "I am God their Creator. We all receive credit for our contributions. We all play our parts, but as eldest, I am in charge now that Mother and Father are out of the picture. Are we agreed?"
Devil looks like he wants to argue but Death's sickle is still to his back and the Hammer is before him. "We each agree on a detail change at the Beginning of each Creation. We agree on a free agent Wild Card. Someone that we don't control directly or overpower, just to keep things interesting. Fair?" he suggests.
For the sake of not having to keep a constant eye on their backs, the others agree. The clock makes its first tick.

In the Beginning, God created the Heavens & the Earth...