A long time ago before time was even invented lived the godess of the mountains. She was young and had to get married. Her father demanded her to marry the best, the god of earth.
So as soon as possible they did but sooner or later the god of earth was not very happy about the way she was treating him. “She was never there, always creating mountains.”
The godess of mountains wasn’t very happy about him “for not helping or doing anything on earth”. All the gods were agreeing with her but noone was agreeing with the god of earth and that night he couldn’t get it out of his mind and still furious , intimidating and angry he went to the nearest mountain and pushed and pushed till the mountain was hard rock and red hot lava was pouring out of it like a herd of red elephants charging down a mountain.