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First there was chaos.
From the chaos was born light and darkness, two existences meant to clash, but bringing harmony instead. Light can not exist without darkness, darkness can not exist without light.
Harmony was new to chaos and chaos was everything, therefore chaos wanted harmony to belong to it too.
Chaos tried again.
From the chaos was born the earth and the sky. But things went wrong, chaos was late to realise her changes, chaos was a primordial existence, having wants was new, trying things was different. Chaos felt alive. Chaos knew life could be something new too, not meant to be a pair.
Chaos created life.
Chaos changed.
Those born of Chaos gained from life, and became more, became less, gained personalities and egos to match.
From Darkness and Light were born three children:
They bore water and named her Flutrane.
They bore fire and named him Leidenschaft.
They bore wind and named her Schutzaria.
The Light was happy with her and her husband’s children, but the Darkness was discontent, there were still places his shadow did not reach. Chaos could not be claimed by shadow, but the earth could.
Earth and Sky had long enjoyed their harmony, they who were born form the emerging personality of chaos always knew what it was to have egos of their own. They had easily settled in to a comfortable harmony and chose names for themselves. Gaia the goddess of the Earth, and Uranus the god of the Sky had even bore a daughter. But as the two gods rejoiced they lost sight of each other. The Darkness they had long known to be their senior amongst Chaos’s kin had seeped his shadows between the two.
The Darkness and the Light together bound Gaia to life, a being too disparate to Gaia to create harmony. They called their binding marriage and renamed Earth Geduldh demanding she be their youngest daughter. Life, who had long since been corrupted by the Darkness, could barely resist his insidious commands. As Gaia wept and Uranus remained lost to them all, life beseeched Chaos for aid. In return for the blessings Chaos had been enjoying from her new ego born of life, Chaos created Ice for Life to command.
Life commanded his new subordinate to freeze Gaia so she could be freed from her lament, if only temporarily, and while Light and Darkness’s children worked to free Gaia from her ice and keep her from the peace Life provided, Life was finally able to use the last of his resistance against Darkness. Life sent Gaia and Uranus’s daughter far from the realm commanded by Darkness and his family, he named her Urano after her long lost father and sent her with the hope that she could find her own harmony in whichever realm she would end up. Or perhaps find her own chaos.
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“That is how I came in to existence children. I am Urano and I created the heavens for you to rule over. This Olympus has been our home for all this time.”
Atop a mountain above the clouds was a young looking woman with midnight blue hair and bright golden eyes resembling a waxy moon. This was the daughter of the sky, Urano the goddess of the heavens. She knelt on the mountain top reading her book aloud to those Infront of her. Though she spoke this tale to the children she created many times, today they listened with rapt attention. They knew something had changed in her. Her story told she closed her book and rested it down upon the earth.
“I have long searched for a piece of the first being, and finally I have found her, my grandmother who has since taken the name Chaocipher. She has found a way to invite me back to the realm I first lived in. I will be leaving this realm to you, my children. No longer do we Olympians create more of us. No longer do the havens need to be expanded for my family. Instead, they are my inheritance to you all. Even the children of man no longer need us as much as they once did, this is why I can leave in peace knowing the world of our creation will be safe without me.”
She cast one last look at all of her children. Though she bore them to distract from the sadness that once enveloped her, she truly did love each and every one of them.
“Goodbye my family.”
As Urano faded from their sight merging into the distant heavens above them, her children heard one last echo from her, so different from the kind tone they had always known.
“Death to Schicksantracht”