Prologue: Book of Jenesis
Umbros was born to do exceptional things—a real-world changer, someone whose accomplishments would remold the world for the better. Life, however, had different plans. The young boy was walking to school one day when, out of seemingly nowhere, came a swerving truck. It crashed into him with lethal force, killing him instantly.
Upon his death, God the Almighty met Umbros in the afterlife with a heavy sigh, for it was not yet his time. God couldn’t simply send the boy back to his mutilated body, as such an action required more divine intervention than he allowed himself. So instead, God stretched out his hand, offering Umbros his own reality—one where he'd be able to rule autonomously and arbitrarily. The ever-creative Umbros jumped at the offer, leaping with excitement and accepting it without a second thought, as if he had forgotten he had even died. And so Umbros was granted a pocket dimension of infinite emptiness where he alone was supreme.
Umbros named himself “Jod” and the universe of which he was molding "Realm." Starting with light and shadows, he would weave everything into creation. Jod created the cosmos from scratch, now understanding it better than any human mind possibly could. The inches between space became miles, and the miles became lightyears. Trillions of stars and planets were scattered across an endless array of spectacular galaxies.
After the ever-expanding universe was laid out—mostly with the same structure as the one preceding it—he’d create the main attraction. Realm’s predominant solar system was laid out in a banal fashion: a huge yellow sun, proportionally big for its planet's moon, and a geographically different—but otherwise the same—Earth. All three had been endowed with sentience. Jod then descended upon the world he built, stepping on the lush fauna of the conscious, viridescent Earth.
Realm’s time relation to the original world was paradoxical. After existing in Realm for mere hours, Jod's best friend from when he was alive, Giovanni, had already lived through his own life and passed of old age. Jod, with permission from God, brought his friend to the new world he had created. After a touching reunion, Jod revealed the purpose of the visit. Jod sought to be as impartial as possible, almost as an experiment to check if all-lovingness was necessary for a universe to flourish. However, for Jod to be as impartial as possible, he had to grant powers to others—a pantheon of his own—so that he wouldn’t directly control everything. Being all-powerful meant Jod could control the very existences he designed. Even if he chose not to, though, the world would still move forward.
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In short, Jod wanted his friend to join this new pantheon, which would later have the rest of its spots filled by those born naturally of this world. To grant this power, Jod molded a prism, shining his power through it and splitting it into the eight fabrics of Realm’s universe: time, space, life, death, determination, reality, love, and power. Jod then shattered the prism, handing the new God of Time his respective shard and keeping the rest until the births of those he found worthy. Written by _portan_on discord
Afterwards, Jod continued to work on his new persona. To achieve true neutrality, he’d have to expel good, evil, sin, and virtue from himself. He started with good and evil; by cutting off his right and left hands, his right hand would become the personification of good or “correctness”: Gabriel. Meanwhile, his left hand would become the personification of evil or “wrongfulness”: Lilith. Their jobs were to balance the world and oversee it from planes that were neither the Overworld nor the Shadows of Jod, where the gods retreat. Gabriel would go on to engineer his very own Kingdom of Heaven, and Lilith would produce Hell, a dimension that was as sentient as the rest.
Once good and evil were extracted from Jod, sin and virtue were next. Jod carved out his own heart, severing it into seven pieces and letting it fall to the depths. Around each piece of Jod’s heart, a new, slightly discolored heart formed. As it happened, the hearts transformed into seven strong anomalies that were pulsing with power—those who could not compare to the gods yet could walk the mortal plane. The sins. They were Pride, Greed, Lust, Envy, Gluttony, Wrath, and Sloth.
Jod’s heart was not fully cut up. There was still a ball of light at its center; that was virtue. Jod handed his concept of virtue to Gabriel, who was now the only innately good creature around, and told him to give it to those he found worthy. The virtues Jod had given him were temperance, to foil gluttony; patience, to foil wrath; humility, to foil pride; chastity, to foil lust; diligence, to foil sloth; charity, to foil greed; and kindness, to foil envy. And yet, this perfect web made Jod think all things should be like it: balanced. So he would give life to the devils—who managed niche things that Jod saw fit—and the counterbalancing power to the gods. On the day of creation, the devils appointed were The Sun, The Ocean, and Fire, who would all be overlooked by Lilith.
Finally, with the groundwork laid, Jod would stand above all his creations, saying “Let there be life” as the first races crawled from the earth. Jod made elves in the overworld. They were slightly different from humans—not that it mattered, as their high biological similarity would result in the latter evolving at some point regardless. In heaven, Gabriel created angels and sorted out their hierarchy, and in hell, Lilith created demons and their powers.
Life in this new world had begun.
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