User blog:The Weary TimeLord/The Original Chief God Creation Myth.

'''I am posting my lore on who the Original Chief God was to the site so that certain people (And you know who you are.) won't keep trying to post snippets of my original theory in a feeble attempt to prove that some of my ideas about the Order, as an Organisation, are incorrect. Which they did without knowing the theory they were using to try and disprove my views on the Order, was in fact written by me as well, and is this very theory that you see here.'''

And to the original instigator: '''That's my theory I wrote it don't try to bandy words with me and tell me I'm wrong. I know I'm right because I'm the one who wrote it! It's an idea that's why it's called a theory!'''

In the time before this world began there was a void, chaotic, untamed, but teeming with great potential. Silence pervaded over the depths of the formlessness until a Spirit gathered across the vastness. The shape of the creator regarded the void as a canvas and so began to paint across its emptiness. With one hand the Spirit held up the firmament and separated the sky and the land. With the other the roiling black void was pulled back against the canvas of the globe and given shape and substance, and so the land and seas were made. But the world was without age or time so the Spirit stretched out the flowing raven locks of her hair to create the night, while the glow of warmth from her eyes made up the Moon and Sun to mark the evening and day. Sighing at the incredible yet empty beauty of her hands the Spirit let the breath of life flow out across the realms of her new creation, and all manner of animals, trees, and vegetation sprung forth and multiplied over the sphere. Yet all were without intelligence, or understanding. Reaching down into the depths of the seas the Spirit withdrew silt from the deepest trench and moulded the clay and sand with softest care. Cradled in her hands were the first lives with knowledge imbued upon them. But she had neglected to teach them how to wield their knowledge or warn them of what it would bring if used unwisely.

Spreading her arms wide the Spirit set her children among the wonders of her many realms. Some, cunning beings that crawled on their bellies were set in the golden sands of the desert. While others with fast reflexes and sharp claws were nestled in lush forests. Still others with enormous bodies and scaled hides were placed in caverns. And some with long tentacles adapted to the waters and were returned to the oceans where they were birthed.

Soon however the Spirit’s children grew restless. Their knowledge made them powerful and the two urges coupled together left them unsatisfied. They yearned for more knowledge to accrue more power to continue the cycle. Eventually these conflicting urges drove them to irrationality and violence and their lust for knowledge and power devolved into a singular drive for more. More of everything, more food, water, lands space, and the creatures began to wreak havoc upon the Spirit’s creation, laying waste to everything in their path. And so the Spirit was forced to intercede to keep her children from destroying the world she had made and all its beauty. But they were still creations of her hands and she could not bring herself to kill them so she banished her creations into the depths and heights of the world. Long dark trenches and remote mountaintops became their lairs and the Spirit cried.

Her tears fell upon the dust of the world for centuries and combined with it. But these tears were weighted by the Spirit’s emotions and soul as she wept for her lost children. The knowledge of her creation, the understanding of the beauty it held, the love she possessed for the whole of the opulent sphere, and even the mercy she still held towards her banished children was poured into the ground. And from the merging life sprung forth again, but these beings were different.

They had gained a fraction of the Spirit’s own knowledge just as her first children had but they were gifted the ability to understand the knowledge they held, the love to learn how to use it wisely, and the mercy to use if for the benefit of others. Seeing the new life and the changes she had made she recognised the creatures’ potential and she named them Human.

But her original children returned drawn from their lairs by the new source of knowledge and power they sensed in Humanity. They were now deformed and twisted in cruelty as their time in seclusion has driven them further from their original conception. The aching hunger of their long slumber made them ravenous and in their undying hunger they preyed upon the Spirit’s new creation with wanton abandon. Gathering the multitude to the safety of her arms the Spirit cradled Humanity in a protective embrace in her left hand. With her right she smote down the beings that were now only a shadow of her original children. Even so, for a second time the Spirit could not bring herself to destroy them, and she locked them deeper into the world knowing their cunning would one day allow them to return.

While she could not kill her original creations the Spirit could not abide the death of her created world or the deaths of her newest children. So she made a Covenant with Humanity to protect and nurture them as a vow not to repeat the mistakes of the past.

“You were born of my soul, and my tears that had been shed in sorrow turned to joy at your rising. You have seen my wrath against my firstborn when I bore you up from their clutches in the safety of my loving hands. Therefore I will make with you a Covenant to be my most cherished creations if you keep my law. You will know me as your Goddess of Light, your Mother. Humanity will keep a sacred relationship with me and the emissary deities of my dominion for all time. The whole of the world shall be yours to populate and you shall spread to all its corners. I shall fashion Humanity into a prosperous holy people, and you are to be made into stewards of my creation, caretakers of its beauty and watchers over all its aspects. From the many lineages of your prosperity I shall claim my priests and they shall know my true name. They will be your guides of authority in my stead yet overflowing in both humility and compassion. I shall walk among you though only a chosen few may know of my visits; I shall watch over you and stand in mercy over you. Just as I cherish and love you, so must you cherish and love one another. Neither will you take up the act of punishment or violence against your fellows. It is only be my hand that judgement and declaration of guilt may be rendered. Do all these things in my name and I shall ever be your mother, guide, and protector.”

In the eons that followed the Spirit would lead the Humans to build great cities, meccas of learning, medicine, technology, and progress. She even walked among her children just as she vowed in a physical form as a beacon of light and hope. The Goddess established her line of priests and an order of holy sages to act as caretakers who would care not only for her world but also for each other. This Order of Sages would be tasked with healing the sick, feeding the hungry, and caring for those who could not care for themselves.

Even in her happiness the Goddess was ever vigilant for the return of her original brood. Though she still loved them she had found it necessary to warn Humanity of her first children’s capabilities. The Utopia she had created for Humanity had made them pacifistic over the generations, and they had no concept of true violent actions of which her original children as bloodthirsty and merciless killers were capable. If attacked Humanity would be left in disarray so the Goddess told them of the monsters that lived in the dark places of the world. She neglected to tell Humanity that these ‘monsters’ were her first children as she feared that Humans in their gentle ways may try to reach out to the monsters in peaceful means as they were taught to do with each other. So she built upon the idea of monsters as mindless things, which was not far from the truth, warning her children away from them. Though the Goddess still held hope that one day her lost children would learn the error of their ways and come home to be made whole in rebirth.

It was only a small span of time before the Monsters as they were now widely known began their attacks on the Human cities. Just as she promised the Goddess drove them back with her power. Knowing that Humanity needed guardians and more importantly shining examples to look up to the Goddess created her Archangels and the first Heroes. Each Archangel was bound to one Hero alone for eternity becoming a powerful dyad and they shared a bond deeper than most beings could know. The Archangels were blessed wellsprings off the Goddess’ grace as stouthearted warriors to face down the Monsters threat and could bestow blessings on those around them.

The Heroes were not as their title may imply soldiers, but in fact healers. It was the duty of the Hero to tend to the Archangel’s wounds or wellbeing, as well as tether the Archangel to the people to serve as a reminder of what they fought for. Only together could the two beings fight the hoardes of Monsters, and in such situations love was often kindled, and even encouraged by the Goddess who saw love as the truest expression of her creation.

As the ages passed by Humanity grew more prosperous under the Goddess’ guidance and the intercession of her hand and the might of her Archangels and Heroes kept Humanity safe from the Monster scourge. For many ages this was the way of things as Humanity would repel whatever horrors the Monsters brought to bear against their nation states. Then something happened that the Goddess had not truly expected. Rumours began to swirl that the Monsters had changed; they had evolved into something new.

Unsure of what to believe, and wanting to protect Humanity the Goddess sent her most trusted pairs of Archangel and Humans to investigate the occurrence and eradicate them if necessary, the Goddess would follow behind to observe for herself. She found these new creatures to be anything but violent. In fact with the rise of a new Demon Lord, who professed love and the desire for coexistence the Goddess was quite taken aback, even thrilled at the development. However when she attempted to ascertain the truth of such statements the Goddess was wounded on the battlefield.

Slipping into unconsciousness she awoke several days later in the heart of what would eventually become the Royal Makai; she had been saved by these evolved beings. In fact the Goddess had been saved by the Demon Lord herself, and a young unassuming man that was her Husband. Slowly being nursed back to health gave the Goddess time to hear Lilith’s side of the story as well as reflect on her injuries. She became convinced that Mamono truly were peaceful beings. The Goddess uncovered more of the truth when she realised that no natural weapon could hurt her physical form, only one of Celestial design. Realising the betrayal that must have come within her own ranks and not wanting to see both Humanity and her original children now reborn as Mamono destroyed the Goddess enacted a plan.

Being a being of pure and unconditional love the Goddess would not strike with violence, but love and forgiveness. Seeing the love between Lilith and her Husband as a symbol of this new era she blessed their union and gave to Lilith’s Husband the power’s granted to a Hero so that he may stand beside her if battle truly came.

The Goddess then returned to her realms in secret and ascertained that one of her most trusted Archangels had attempted to overthrow her in a bid to seize control. It was not done of jealously or a quest for power, but out of sorrow. Her joined Hero had died in the centuries before when Monsters had still been deadly horrors of the abyss, and the Archangel could not reconcile the pain in her heart and her need for vengeance with the prospect that these things had changed. She could not accept or allow the possibility of peace.

Instead the Archangel had attempted to usurp the throne and become the chief god. She distorted the Holy Texts of the Goddess and she purged the priests of the Order of Sages remaking them in her image as simply the Order. Where they had once been kind, nurturing compassionate, this new Order was a mechanism of conquest and war that cared not for the plight of the suffering.

While this deeply saddened the Goddess, she could not strike down her attendant, especially one that had lost so much. Besides fighting a war in Heaven would have proven calamitous to the entire world. So it was with a heavy heart that the Goddess destroyed the sources of power and technology at the fledgling empire’s command catapulting them back into pre industrious ages and burying the secrets of her original Human Utopia. She then fled with her faithful ones, the sum of her Archangels, Angels, many of the emissary deities of her dominion and a multitude of priests and left the Shining City.

This left Humanity in darkness with a charlatan despot calling herself the chief god to rewrite history in her image. Now history had always been the way that the chief god declared and her word was law in the absolute. In order to maintain control she persecuted all who would dare question her rule, and was left with a crumbling expanse of suffering people over which to rule with an iron fist. In her thirst for blood against the things she hated the chief god attacked Lilith and her Husband but their bond and strength which flowed forth in love easily dispatched her hate and she was severely wounded and locked away. Even with this defeat the chief god still had a far reaching influence as she posed as the original Goddess and twisted the minds of Humanity to her whims ever scheming to bring down the Demon Lord from the inside.

Seeing all the pain that her Archangel had caused while masquerading as her the Goddess of Light refused to abandon both sets of her children. Knowing that she could no longer call herself the Goddess of Light she created a new persona for herself, one which preached compassion, love, and tolerance in direct opposition to the chief god’s litanies of hatred, persecution, and calls for violence. The Goddess of Light created for herself a new moniker she was remade as the Fallen God. A fitting description by her account as she was now in a position to reestablish herself as a God of peace after her most trusted Archangel tarnished her old name and legacy. Many of her emissary deities took on new and complex roles as different gods working on behalf of the true Goddess in opposition of the chief god. Some of her Archangels, Angels, and priests took on the guises of Mamono such as Valkyries, and Dark Priests or the like while others took on subtler guises like Demons, Trolls, Honey Bees, Satyros and many other types as guardians and watchers. They intermingled with true Mamono and Humanity to guide the world toward reconciliation and peace.