They were the joy of a generous someone, the favored children, the most intelligent. It was a celebration all day long; everything was so new, they were surprised, amazed, enjoying being beloved children.
They shouted with joy; there was no evil that occurred in the extensive times of happiness.
But one day, another more attractive, more innocent child appeared, full of beauties and a wonderful environment.
He was placed in a place to create a magical series of love and happiness, where every day would be about enjoying and bringing happiness to everyone, so that peace and happiness would never cease.
This being ruined everything; he wanted to be god, and these attractive, interesting humans turned crazy. He wanted them for himself. He clearly saw that having humans on Earth was something immensely wonderful, and the trap, the lie, and the error arrived in life. Life was never the same, and those happy children of God, the third part, abandoned him for evil, without remembering all the good, that all the magic and happiness were beside God. But they didn't like it; they now prefer to be mercenaries of death and deceit, rather than having preserved their position. If the Earth is full of dead humans, no one will say more than 100 years. In the stellar years of the universe, these beings are nothing.
These beings were there when everything was created, so there were many millennia of happiness, and they threw everything in the trash for a moment, for a decision. The bad couldn't exist because it's an attack on someone, either directly or by damaging feelings.
The bad is a tragedy in which they left us filled with evil and with no way out. That's our world, and that's what we know. If God is there, may he finally bring his judgment and end so much tragedy.