The Hearthtree had finally grown to its full size; its form beautiful and majestic.

Its bark brown with the same markings etched into it like the seed had. However, it seemed that the markings had increased in number.

Each marking connected together, making many shapes and symbols almost like an ancient language.

Zelon looked upon the tree with the Force and what he saw shocked him. In his sights the tree was almost invisible, fluid like water even.

The tree had become almost one with the force, its presence hard to sense, but it still radiates small amounts of energy.

If someone trained in the Force were to look upon the tree without giving their fool attention, they would miss its giant presence in the Force.

A skilled master should notice right away, that this tree held a great status in the Force, the tree is a blank spot among a painted canvas in this forest.

Zelon smiled at the creation that he had brought about. The amount of power it held and the things it could do would be immensely helpful in the creation of an empire.

As Zelon studied the tree, a spirit began to take shape within the tree.

Northor who was guiding Tielia, immediately looked upon the tree sensing the incredible spirit taking shape inside the tree.

"What incredible life force! If I didn't know any better, I would have thought this spirit was the spirit of another planet."

The spirit began to awaken, its senses connected to the Force gathering knowledge and wisdom.

Underground the trees roots began to dig deeper, creating massive caves in the ground below.

The spirit flew out of the tree and began to fly around its body looking at the world around it. It did a few laps around its body before coming to a stop in front of Zelon.

Both him and the tree spirit's souls were connected allowing them to sense the entirety of each other.

Zelon watched the tree spirit fly in front of himself then stare at him.

"Hello big guy, I'm glad you were born safely."

Zelon reached his hand out towards the spirit for it to land in his hand

The tree spirit smiled at Zelon's words then moved to his hand. It landed on his hand then reached out towards Zelon's face.

"Father!"

When Zelon heard the spirits words, his brain cells began to short circuit.

"Wait hold on, don't call me father I'm only a kid myself, call me big brother instead."

The spirit turned its head sideways, confused.

"Father?"

Hearing the spirit still call him father made his head hurt.

The tree spirit turned and looked at Northor, both of them making eye contact with each.

Zelon watched the 2 have a staring contest, however he could sense that they were communicating with each other mentally.

After awhile, Northor looked away from the spirit and looked at Zelon.

"This little one is an incredible, it already holds enough energy to nurture a planet and any life living on it."

"This one is young and lacking in knowledge, but it will grow at an incredible rate."

"You should give it a name, it is the first of its kind in this world."

Northor turned back to Tielia and continued to guide her in sensing the Force.

At this point she could sense something around her, it was everywhere and within everything.

She was just having a hard time making a connection with this new feeling.

Zelon sat back on the ground and began to think of a name for the little spirit now resting on his head.

"Wait is it a girl or a boy?"

Zelon looked at the spirit, but couldn't make out any distinct features on its body. The spirit looked similar to a pixie but it didn't have the wings.

"You must decide its gender if that is what you want; you are its bonded host after all."

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"Use the connection between your souls to tell it what you wish it to be."

Zelon moved deep within himself and touched the connection between him and the spirit. The moment he touched the connection the spirit sensed it, its father's warm touch.

"From now on you are a female spirit and your name is Tiamat; named after the Great Goddess and mother of dragons."

The life force within the spirit began to move as it flowed through the body of the spirit. Changes began to take place on Tiamat's body.

Her body began to grow quickly in front of Zelon. Using memories from her connection to Zelon, "Tiamat used all the women Zelon had ever seen, even his fantasies, as a base for its new body. It choose to take on specific features that seemed to please her father."

In front of Zelon now stood a caramel skinned woman at 5.9 ft tall; with long silver colored hair and a slim figure. Her face was similar to Hinata Hyuga; her eyes were silver with a green slit down the middle of her pupils.

She was voluptuous in all the right places, like a goddess perfect in all rights.

Shock was plastered all over Zelon's face; the blood could almost be seen flying straight to his brain. If he wasn't still a kid, it would have been hard to control himself.

The woman before him had the perfect figure that he loved to see on women. However, he was like a king who could not enjoy the new wealth he had acquired.

Tiamat opened her eyes then walked in front of Zelon. As she walked, the force began to gather around her body taking the form of a long white and black dress.

"How do I look father?"

Tiamat did a spin in her dress, showing off her new form.

"Crack!"

Inside of Zelon's chest, his heart almost broke.

"I can't allow her to call me father, if she looks like this from now on I won't be able to control myself later on."

Swallowing his spit, Zelon smiled and nodded at Tiamat.

"Tia you look beautiful, I like what you have done with your body."

Tiamat smiled enjoying the praise from Zelon.

"Tia are you able to create elves right now?"

Zelon looked at Timat curiously.

"Yes father, I can began immediately if you want."

"Good, how many can you make right now?"

With the life force I have absorbed so far I can create 1000 elves."

"Hmm?"

Zelon began go think about his next steps over the next few years of his development.

He needs to get an army started and trained; also he will need a main base for his forces to live.

"What about dwarves, how many can you create right now?"

"The same amount father."

Zelon nodded, seeing a general plan coming together.

"First, I want you to create 10 Silvan elves from the great forest of Lothlórien, these will be my guards and also my teachers."

"After that create 100 dwarves; 20 from Nidavellier one of the 10 realms of Yggdrassill, 30 from clan Durin from the Misty Mountain, and lastly 50 Dawi from Karaz Ankor. These master craftsmen will create a fortified position around Tiamat to secure her safety."

"Once the dwarves are here we will need warriors to help defend and manage my domain."

"Create 200 elves; 100 will be Noldorian elves and the rest shall be Wood elves or Asrai as they call themselves, great warriors of Athel Loren."

"By your will father."

Tiamat flew back inside her tree in an instant. The life energy and the force in the area spiked as a orb of light spawned in front of the tree.

The orb split into 10 smaller orbs, before slowly taking the shape of 10 tall Silvan elves.

6 men and 4 women now stood in front of Zelon, fully fitted in leather armor, bows, and a set of dual elvish blades.

The elves got on one knee and bowed to Zelon, catching him off guard.

"We great you great master, we have answered your call to protect the life in this world."