In the beginning, everything was eriazo. The light of the sun dried the fields and it seemed that life was extinguished so Pachacamac created a man and a woman.
The woman, when hungry, asks the sun for help. Then the sun came down laughingly and greeted her kindly. Condolido of their tears, I hear their complaints, and infused their rays and thus conceived a son who soon was born.
The god Pachacamac, indignant at the intervention of the Sun, looked with hatred at the newborn and killed him, tearing it apart into small pieces. So that no one complained that there was no food and the Sun was asked for help again, Pachacamac planted the parts of the body of the deceased child, and from those the corn was born, the cucumbers, among other foods.
To the mother, each fruit reminded her of her son, so she cried out to the Sun. Then, moved, the sun went down, towards the woman and asked her where was the vine that had emerged from the navel of the deceased son. When he was shown, he gave him life, raised another child and handed it to him, telling him to wrap it up and told him that his name was "Vichama".
But while the demigod Vichama went to travel the world, Pachacámac saw the mother alone and old and killed her. Then he divided it into small pieces and fed the vultures and the condors; he only kept the bones and hair hidden on the shores of the sea.
Vichama then set out to assassinate Pachacámac since only revenge could appease his fury. But when Pachacamac knew it, he fled and hid in the sea towards the valley that bears his name, where his temple now stands.