Black personally found the introduction of death to be sensible and wise.
But seeing his favorite daughter so upset, he went to comfort her.
Alas, the three daughters of Black were young and stubborn and clever.
No matter how Black tried to reason with her, Blue wouldn’t listen.
Nothing less than the removal of death would have made her happy.
And Red was just as unwilling and unlikely to change her mind.
Black threw up his hands and wondered aloud about the whole situation.
“You have to share this world with each other somehow, my daughters!”
With these words, his partner-twin White appeared behind him, and spoke.
“Perhaps our three daughters can each have a place of their own?”
“Split this world in three, and let them do as they please.”
Her smile was sweet, and the smiles of their daughters were sweeter.