When he, whoever of the gods it was, had thus arranged in order and resolved that chaotic mass, and reduced it, thus resolved, to cosmic parts, he first moulded the Earth into the form of a mighty ball so that it might be of like form on every side … And, that no region might be without its own forms of animate life, the stars and divine forms occupied the floor of heaven, the sea fell to the shining fishes for their home, Earth received the beasts, and the mobile air the birds … Then Man was born:… though all other animals are prone, and fix their gaze upon the earth, he gave to Man an uplifted face and bade him stand erect and turn his eyes to heaven. Ovid
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The Greek titan Prometheus was the one who gave mankind fire. The Titan Prometheus was the brother of Atlas and Epimetheus. He helped in constructing the human race and in creating man and woman. When he had finished and had arranged and resolved all in order, he made a man and a woman. He made them in imitation of himself, and gave them life; but when he saw that they were like himself in form, he went away again.

Source: Metamorphoses

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