In the first breath of Creation, the heavens appeared. In the last moment of Creation, when the heavens were beginning to settle, a being was born. It had little understanding, for it was little more than a child. At first, it cried, for it felt scared. But in its cries, it found warmth, from the way sound, well, sounded. Then the babe began to change how the cries sounded, until it started to create a melody. As the babe grew, it continued to sing, and the sound echoed among the stars, and it caused them to dance. For an unknowable time, the babe grew, and it sang. The babe grew into a child, and with this came imagination. The child’s song could sway the heavens, and so the child sang into creation a world, and it was dark, frozen planet. The child, seeing this, sung a song that brought forth one of the distant stars, and brought it to the planet. The child then spent a long time singing the star into the right place from the planet. Eventually, the child found where he wanted the star, so this planet would be warm sometimes, but cold other times, which the child loved. The heat caused the planet to thaw, and it became a planet that was crisscrossed with rivers, lakes, and oceans, but also mountains, deserts, and flatlands. The child was content with this, and made its home above the planet and continued its song. After more time, the child grew into a young adult, and it felt alone. So the Adult changed the tune, and created life. It created little furry things, and big scaled things. It created feather things, and bald things. But no matter what the Adult did, these creatures would die, because the creatures had nothing to eat. So the Adult created plants, which could take in light and water to survive. Then the Adult created his creatures again. And this time they thrived. The creatures moved everywhere. Some went deep into the ocean, some high into the mountains. Others went to the vast forests and jungles, and the rest went to the deserts and plains. The Adult continued to sing all this time, and watched over its creations. It watched them grow, and the creatures changed over time, just like its melody. The Adult was shocked when it saw some creatures eat the other creatures, but he saw and understood that it was necessary, or the creatures would get out of hand. But what truly shocked it was the creatures interacting. It saw love and hate, loyalty and betrayal. It saw this and wanted that for itself, because the Adult started to feel that just singing was getting dull, and it wanted to be experience what the creatures down there had. So the Adult sang parts of itself into creation. It created New Gods. The Adult finally had more of its kind, but sadly they could not sing like it could. The others could make beautiful sound, but they could not create with song. They could still create, just not as well or as varied as the Adult. There were 12 New Gods, each with their own dominion over creation. When these New Gods were born, they were already adults, and had knowledge about how they came to be, and their dominion. These New Gods decided to identify themselves from each other, and gave themselves names and genders. And these names were powerful, for they were the first names since Creation, and with this things began to change. First came Aeon, God of Time, and then came Lacuna, the Goddess of Space. Third was Cosma, Goddess of the Earth and Plants, followed by Ozon, God of the Air and Storms. Fifth came Aquam, God of Water and Seas, and the Goddess Igna of Fire and Metal. Seventh came Crittad, God of Mammals, and Saura, Goddess of the reptiles. Ninth was The Goddess Avina, of the Birds. Tenth was Ancha, Goddess of the fish. Finally came the Twin Gods, Jus and Nil. Jus, the God of Darkness, and Nil was the Goddess of Light. These 12 New gods then named the Adult Chor, the God of Creation and Song, and the world was named Terrene. Then the gods began to rule their Dominions, with Chor as the Lead God. For a time they lived simply, but some of the New Gods became bored, much like how Chor once was. So the Gods created Mortals. First was the Dwarves, made by Igna. Short and sturdy, they were the master smiths under the mountain. Then came Elves, made by Cosma. Tall and Fair, they guarded the woodlands. Ozon and Avina made the Talonis, a winged race that lived in the Floating Isles. Crittad and Saura made the Beastmen, strong and proud nomads of the plains and swamps. Aquam and Ancha birthed the Gilland, the merfolk. Aeon and Lacuna decided to create the Draconian tribes of the mountains. Finally came Jus and Nil, who decided to create a little chaos. They made Humans, who were kind and cruel, greedy but generous. Chor saw his children’s creations, and felt proud but worried. The world’s first creatures and monsters, which he had made, had become much stronger than mortals were, and the mortals would soon be wiped out. So Chor made Magic, as a gift to the mortals. He made it have trees of magic, but made it so individuals could create new Magic. These original Magics were Time, Space, Earth, Fire, Wind, Water, Life, and Death. He gave these Magics to the mortals, and made it so the races leaned towards one magic or another. He then limited the other gods' way to influence the world, because he felt that these mortals deserved the right to live their lives the way they chose to. The gods all agreed except two. And they were Aeon and Lacuna. They felt that their father held too much power, and didn’t want him to someday erase them if he felt like it. So they started to hatch a plan. The started to swing the other gods over to their side, until all the gods except for Chor, Jus, and Nil. They then one day started bringing up all the earthly experiences one could have down on the Terrene in front of Chor. Chor became incredibly curious, eager to try these new things out. But whenever he tried to go down to the world, the other gods would stop him, since he himself had ordered their influence to be very limited. He became frustrated until Aeon said he could just seal his powers and become a mortal for a short time. Then he could go down with minimum influence. Chor instantly agreed, and sealed away his powers, while creating a key to unseal his abilities. It was at this moment that Chor was betrayed for the first time. Aeon stole his key, since it was easy for him now. He touched it, and it seared his hand, causing him to drop it onto Terrene. Lacuna, while this was happening, tried to imprison Chor, but Jus and Nil grabbed their father and transported him down to Terrene, where he would be safe from the gods. And this is where our story begins. With Chor, the God of Creation and Song, stuck on Terrene, knowing that the key to his Godly Power is somewhere on Terrene. And when the last echoes of Chor’s song fades, he knows that his children will soon realize that his song was a lullaby, for he was scared when he awoke for a reason.