“Sister, the Overgod calls for you,” a sonorous male voice echoed within the chamber. A female figure wearing a pure white robe was on the bed, lying on her side. She was lazily waving a golden chalice held in her hand. Its contents, a glowing pale blue fluid, did not spill but only traced the edges of the cup.

“Sister,” the voice called once again, “do not anger the Overgod.”

“Yes, yes.” The female figure stood from the bed. Her long golden hair flowed smoothly down her shoulders and was tied into a braid from the waist down to her ankles.

With a wave of the chalice, she disappeared.

“I can’t believe the Overgod have decided to bestow her one,” the voice whispered in the empty chamber with a sigh. “What can someone as lazy as her do?”

In an empty pure white hall, space blurred for a moment, and the golden-haired female appeared. She bowed graciously and said, “You called for me?”

“Goddess of the Chalice, I indeed called for you,” a voice whose gender and age could not be told came from all directions in the hall.

“What do you need me for, oh, Great Overgod.”

Suddenly, the room darkened until it was pitch black. Bright points of light appeared everywhere. Some of them were clumped so close together they formed swirls of light.

They were stars and galaxies.

Then, the stars moved, revealing different planets. On the surface of those worlds were multitudes of lifeforms, some more civilized than others.

“You have been called, for you shall now be bestowed a world.”

The Goddess of the Chalice could not help but gasp. For so long she had wanted to be a creator of a world. She had watched her brothers and sisters create their own, some of them even made collaborations.

“I am undeserving of such gifts, but only say the word and I shall receive,” she said with her utmost respect.

“Yes, you are truly undeserving, but know that you will be granted this only because of the Chalice’s will.”

As those words echoed in the hall, the Overgod’s presence disappeared and the Goddess of the Chalice found herself on an empty rocky planet.

“Tch, he did not have to be so mean about it.”

The Goddess of the Chalice had thought that she would never be bestowed a world. It was because among her brothers and sisters, she was the laziest one.

The reason the Overgod had finally given her this chance was because of the golden chalice in her hand. It was the Chalice, an artifact even among gods.

With a mischievous smile, she whispered, “I leave everything to you.”

She kissed the Chalice and lifted it up into the air. It floated upward, then enlarged until it was half the size of the planet, then tilted to the side. The contents spilled, filling the world with pale blue light.

The world came to be.

The surface was covered with water, then from the water rose land. Continents and oceans were formed.

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Life blossomed from within the oceans and on the lands. Plants and trees grew while absorbing the light from the closest star.

Then creatures that could swim formed beneath the waters. Creatures that could crawl formed over the lands. Then creatures that could fly, took to the skies!

With a smug smile, the Goddess took the Chalice back into her hands.

“I could do it, too, if I try,” she said, talking to no one.

After some time passed, the Goddess became bored watching her creation. She heard her brothers and sisters talk about how wonderful it was to be the god of a world, but right now she could not see what got them so excited.

She decided to take a peek on how her siblings were doing and went to their worlds. What she saw astounded her. The other gods have made creatures in their likeness which they called humans. These humans were intelligent creatures that continued to develop over time. This unceasing development was what caught the interest of the gods. In the other worlds, there were other beings that were also human-like in appearance. Some of them were short and stout, some tall and slender with long ears. There were a variety of them.

Having seen all those, she went back to her world to create humans and all those other human-like beings. To her dismay, the Chalice was unable to create any.

“Why?!” Agitated, she tried to smash the Chalice in her fury, but was able to stop herself from doing so. Working her lazy brain to the limit, she finally figured it out.

The Chalice was unable to create a template for something as complicated as a human soul. The other beasts were easy to create. They were just creatures that rely on instinct.

But humans were different. They are intelligent, cunning, and devious creatures.

“What to do?” The Goddess did not want to give up. She finally got her chance to create a world. It could not be left incomplete.

Then a plan came to mind.

She sneaked into one of her siblings’ world and stole two human souls that had just departed from their fresh corpses.

“Missing one or two, he would not suspect a thing…”

Arriving back at her world, she quickly used the Chalice to make bodies for the human souls.

On top of a hill, she made a shrine dedicated for herself. She inscribed it with her ‘personalized’ depiction of the creation of this world.

Then she placed the two humans on the slope of the hill.

With an excited smile, she placed the tilting Chalice in the center of the world, to continually spill its contents to the world, while absorbing back those that have been destroyed.

The Chalice was the center of the cycle of life and death.

And atop the world, the Goddess of the Chalice watched how her humans would live in this world.