This is an allegory of the creation of Christianity
(Just so that anyone who reads this understands, it's a allegory of one of the many ways that Christianity might of been formed. Yes I am an atheist.)
There once was a woman named Deit who lived in the town of Romulus. She was a woman of faith. She followed the ways of torism through out her life. She was raised a Tor by her parents who where also raised Tor by their parents who where raised Tor by their parents and so on and so on. She was confused by its origin and even questioned it at the Torin temple. She soon learned that one must not question it, but accept it and believe it or they would be punished. So she willingly accepted it and went on her life. Torism was not a popular religion in the town of Romulus and was often criticized by the towns officials. Deit was often reminded by her parents on how lucky she was to even be allowed to pray all three times each day (four times on the Torin rest holiday.) This made her feel more honored to be apart of this religion and furthered her faith profoundly. One of her friends, who was also raised in a Torin family, once questioned the existence of a higher power, she was astonished and angered by the very idea that all that was taught to her was a lie. That friend was later exiled from the Torin community in Romulus after being called a hieratic. Later in life Deit started to question some of the moral of the Torin religion herself. She still accepted and strongly believed the existence of a higher power, but she was skeptic on some of the key point to the religion.
One day while watering her families garden, she slipped on a puddle of leaking water and bumped her head on the ground knocking her out for some time. During this time of incapacitation she was visited in her dream by a figure. It told her that the followers of Torism where following the wrong path. The figure began to explain the right path of torism and what needed to be changed. When she came to she began to tell everyone of her dream. They thought she was crazy and simply laughed at the story. Determined to spread the truth, she began a Torin sect called Biblism. She wrote a book that explained what moral where right and what moral where false. People thought that the new sect was blasphemy and denounced it. laughing at the fact that there wasn’t even any history behind the new religion proving its authenticity. Deit, realizing that the only way people would follow her was by making a history behind Biblism, formed a back story behind it. She looked at the history behind Torism and found a specific point in it where she could diverge the storyline where by a new prophet came about and spread the good word of Biblism. She made the prophet a male named Avra. She began to say how Avar heard the word of god and was told that god will send his son down from haven to revile the truth. To help her with the creation of the story, she looked at older, outdated religions where by she could copy off parts of their back story and use it as her own. After finally completing the story she then again spread the word of Biblism.
This time with a structured back story people started believing her and joined her new religion. Biblism soon came to be one of the largest religions of Romulus attracting attention from town officials, but not in a positive way. The towns people saw her as a heretic, not only from the faithful torins, but from the many other religions of Romulus. This lead to believers in the Biblism faith being shunned, arrested, and even beaten for not believing in what other believed in. Deit had no power and could not do anything ,but just try to withstand the torment knowing that she knew of no other place to go. One day a terrible civilian unrest caused the Romulus government to collapse throwing the city into chaos. Deit hid until the chaos was over and the riots where settled. With the Romulus government no longer oppressing the Biblin people, Deit's faith could spread freely among the lands. People everywhere accepted the new religion and believed in it profoundly. The religion lasted for over two thousand and nine years.
