Chapter 3

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Long before our time a mother earth settled in this place. When the first humans came to be, she kindheartedly sends out her power, to create the ground and hills for the people to live on. For centuries she sends out her power creating the dry stream of holy earth. It did not take long before the humans started to worship her, who had given them so much.

Thus the land started spreading more and more from its origin away. So less and less people knew about the true origin of land. Hearing the prayers of her people to send out a holy messenger to spread the truth to the world, the holy mother earth decided to comply with their wish.

So one day she created a pond of mud to form the body of her holy creature and mixed it with her essence. So Python the winged snake, was born. Python the dragon of truth soon left his mothers place to adhere its holy duty to spread the truth.

And jet with the truth traveled chaos and bloodshed, murder and war. Soon the people despised the winged snake of truth and try to hunt it down. The holy mother of earth did not stay unaffected form this ordeal.

It was first the villagers who knew well about the holy mother earth who came wailing at her temple. Carrying only complaints about the winged snake that the holy mother earth has endowed them. The holy mother did not understand how the humans would berate her for making their wish come true but she did not resent them for it.

Soon enough the first outsiders came carrying fire and malevolence. It was the the first time the great temple of the holy mother earth was destroyed, and her people killed. Jet she forgave the strangers for their ignorance and let them leave with their live.

The greate Temple had been rebuild again, when the creature, the winged snake returned home. It carried word of how gruesome the humans were. How they did not want the truth rather living in their own lies. It carried word of how heartless the humans were envious to no end and shedding blood for what will never be theirs.

The stories from the winged snake made the holy mother grow away from humankind more and more. Until one day the humans had send an army to kill her holy creature, and the army succeeded. In her rage about the loss of the winged creature, the holy mother let the earth tremble and mountains collapse burying the winged snake under a hill near the earth stream.

In her rage she let her power dry out, thus denying the humans more ground. In her rage she completely destroyed her own temple and buried its remains under the earth. The holy mother earth wiped out the whole army which had killed her creature, but a few men to spread their word. Afterwards the left the place never to be seen again by humankind.

It was after the rage trembling earth calmed down again that the fear struck humans build a proper burial ground for the winged snake of truth. Pleading for holy mother earths forgiveness. After a while the humans noticed that the power of truth had seeped into the earth with the sheded blood of the winged snake, thus turning the burial ground of the winged snake into the temple of truth.

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Wu Xi was sure that he was going to note this story down. He had always been somewhat interested in ancient religion and believes.

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