Seeing them multiply, Praboh did rejoice, for beings made in Mokosh and His image loved one another and walked the Earth, beautiful, happy, and mightier than all else.

Even happier, He was, seeing curious and greedy humans spread across the world, for He did believe that with the help of man, the woman will find the gates to the Underworld, where He couldst feel Mokosh’s presence with His divine breath.

Then, His joy, hope, and pride did shine up in the Skies like a great torch of divine power, and the Sun came into being, taking all of the light for itself.

The Sun was most beautiful, bright, and hot, and therefore the people did worship it more eagerly than the invisible wind that filled their lungs. But Praboh worried not, for the Sun was His child and was meant to serve the people so they couldst continue the search for Mokosh.

Full of divine power and fuelled with human prayers, the Sun awakened, and thus, Daboh, the guardian of people and Praboh’s steward, was born.