One day, the gods came together and reflected on the power humans had over creation, and how they were growing in wisdom and knowledge under the light of fire.
These were the times before the first dawn. These were the times before the sun first appeared to light the expanse of heaven.
The fire was the companion of humans in that long, long night before the first dawn.
But the humans did not know the secrets of fire; how to light it, how to keep it, how to control it.
One day, the humans let the cold of the night to kill their fire. They were now powerless and hungry, and the cold of night was slowly erasing the future of the human beings. They were to die like the darkness before the coming of dawn.
The gods of that time knew that the age of humans was coming, and that humans were going to govern the earth as the sun will govern the heavens.
The gods conspired.
They exchanged words.
They became of one mind.
The gods decided to enslave the human race. They send to the humans the fire breather, and eater of fire.
She who forges fire in her womb came to men, with a message from the gods.
She told them to open their bodies, at the solar plexus, and take their hearts out. To offer their hearts to the gods, in exchange for fire.
For as long as they open their bodies, and offer their hearts to the gods, the humans will have fire.
The tribes of men agreed, because they were cold, hungry, and afraid.
This was the beginning of the Slave Gods, and the demand for sacrifice.