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Kazdrea Creation Mythos



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CREATION MYTHOS OF THE WORLD OF KAZDREA

In the beginning, there was the One God, Odnasept. From nothingness It created power, and from that forged the Sun, the World, and the Moon. Carefully It monitored the transience of the universe and drew ice from the sky to form oceans, eventually infusing them with the spark of life. This Odnasept encouraged to change and grow, creating myriad plants and animals until they themselves took on something of Its image, becoming dragons.

The Invasion of the Gods

Odnasept's section of the multiverse was one of great vibrancy and magical power, and thus was coveted by all who learned of its existence. So it was that many gods from other worlds saw this place and asked, "Why is it that such a world should belong to only one god? A world needs many gods to watch over it and control its many aspects. Let us take this world for ourselves, that we may save it from chaos and provide it the gift of our guidance."

To do this, however, the godly army first needed to drive away the world's creator, Odnasept, a massive dragon with great starry wings, a tail like crystal frost, and several heads; one for each species of dragon It had created. The Eternal Great Dragon clutched Its world carefully, Its wings shifting position around It to create day and night as Its many pairs of eyes regarded the encroachers with suspicion and dread.

The warrior gods united their forces to take up arms against Odnasept, while those deities whose domains were the heart and mind pooled their power to unleash mighty magics against It. This initial aggression wounded Odnasept, but swiftly did It recover and lash out in retribution. Its tail rent the life from deities; Its heads breathed searing bright light, storms and swarms of comets, asteroids, and meteors, fire as hot as the greatest stars, an arcing web of lightning and thunder, intense frost, and pure darkness and unknown energies as its necks weaved a spell to warp and twist the survivors.

Those surviving deities found that they were unified in more than just their cause of war for the world; those with similar persynalities and portfolios were fused together with the remains of dead deities around them. As these multiple essences and consciousnesses vyed for domination, the deity army was thrown into chaos and fled the grievously-wounded Odnasept, though only for a time.

Gradually the souls of each merged deity coalesced into a single new consciousness, and they were capable of properly commanding their powers again. They regrouped, and pondered how they would claim Odnasept's world for their own. Then one among them, Ah'then'a, who was a fusion of gods of knowledge and wisdom, stated that they were now more powerful than ever, and that the very fusion the Eternal Great Dragon had used against them could be Its undoing.

Skyha, who was all the deities of beauty and romantic love combined, suggested that the gods forge a great weapon using all their power together, and give it to their greatest champion, Sturmgladius, fusion of all the gods of war and the kings of the gods. This they did, creating a weapon of unfathomable power that was like a lance and spear combined, and became known as the Glaive of the Gods. Sturmgladius took the Glaive, and led the renewed assault on Odnasept.

When the gods reached the Eternal Great Dragon, one among them - Tarizar, fusion of risen demons and devils and deities of deceit - saw a way to weaken It still further. He unleashed his greatest Hellfire, and this burned not only Odnasept but also Its world. The unholy flames hurt both sorely, and clutching its world desperately, the Eternal Great Dragon fled the gods.

Sturmgladius led the pursuit, which took them to the center of the universe, where grasping darkness was veiled in dazzling light. Finding Itself surrounded, Odnasept emerged from this veil for one final battle. Attacks were exchanged, magics raged anew, but through it all Sturmgladius thrust the Glaive of the Gods true. The Glaive shattered as it pierced Odnasept's heart, yet it appeared to all that the Eternal Great Dragon was slain. Sturmgladius drew his sword and cut open Its body, tearing and hurling the two halves across space, and offered the Dragon's heart to the goddesses.

Lanolar, united goddess of life and worlds, took the heart from him, as the gods' war had destroyed all life on the world, but the heart exploded in a bright flash of light. So she took the barren world back to Odnasept's star, and together with the other gods, set about creating life anew.

However, Odnasept lived on, though now divided. The flash from Its heart birthed the powerful but kind creation goddess Princess Michelle, who took pity on the gods and sought to help them create, guard, and guide. She was as beautiful as the dawn and the stars, and as gentle as a calm, warm ocean. She stayed with them on the world and begun creating myriad life forms, including her own primal dragons.

Life still existed in Odnasept's fragmented form, as well. Its left half became the Star Dragon, a noble soul who, thinking himself alone, began wandering the cosmos. Its right half, however, became Tiamat, a bitter soul who remembered well her defeat at the hands of the gods and the loss of her world and dragons. Consumed by thoughts of restoration and revenge, she too wandered: and on each habitable world she came to she tried and failed to re-create the dragons of Odnasept and conquer the world in their name. With each defeat she grew still more bitter and filled with hate; and on a number of occasions her own brother the Star Dragon took action to thwart her (as well as try his own hand at dragon creation). When Tiamat learned of this latter insult, she swore vengeance upon the Star Dragon and chased him across the stars, until he cleverly led them both back to their own world. Now that they have returned, the Star Dragon seeks to bring a unified order to the gods, while Tiamat seeks to destroy them all.
  








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