In the following story any resemblance to persons living, dead, or otherwise is purely coincidental.
The First God
God will be born soon. Of course, he isn’t the first.
The First will be born much later and very far away from this local earth. When he is born the universe will be nearly dead.
On his world, the sky will have no stars and no moon. His galaxy will have grown cold as stars die out. When his star is formed, or was formed depending on your frame of reference, it was one of the last in his galaxy. His planet will form in a favorable position around its star and will have the right atmosphere and elements to support life. After a few million years life will evolve and finally after a few hundred thousand more will pass in the final sprint to higher intelligence.
Sentient life on the planet of The First will pass through the great trials of all intelligent life with only a few trillion deaths.
In this dark corner of the universe, the first God won’t grow up with stars to look at. Any stars still alive will be too far away to see. On his world. When the sun sets, there is no light from the sky.
He will not dream of traveling through space, what exists out there but an empty sea of black? Instead, he will dream of traveling through time. He will dream of escaping time, punching a hole in time and stepping outside it. He won’t be the first to try (on his planet, or his universe), but he will be the first to succeed.