A Gods Requiem

The Fall of the First Lord and Rise of the Second

In a bygone era, a desolate reality prevailed: a realm shrouded in frigid shadows, veiled in mist, devoid of life, where towering trees and mountain peaks reached for the heavens.

Amidst this still and tranquil domain, a spark suddenly emerged, evolving into the First Light—a flickering flame, humble in size, exhaling scattering embers, illuminating the darkness, and bringing forth a glimmer of warmth. From this light, disparity arose—heat and cold, life and death, and light and dark—though in that age, they lived in blissful ignorance.

The embers soared vast distances, alighting upon the fingertips of those locked in eternal slumber, entranced in an ageless dream, awakening the ancient Primordials.

Among the countless, one stirred from the dream, beckoned by the embers. Beluvokk felt the divine call guiding him to a sacred site within the heart of a mighty mountain. In this world of cold shadows and perpetual mist, Beluvokk's steps were resolute as he ascended the towering mountain, its peak seemingly touching the heavens. Guided by the flickering light within him, he reached a cavern where the embers congregated, weaving a dance of warmth and light.

Within this sanctified space, he received the First Light's wisdom, glimpsing his purpose and destiny. He understood that he was chosen to guide and kindle the flame, to lead the Primordials out of their ageless slumber and breathe life into their desolate world.

The revelation filled him with determination and purpose. He descended from the mountain, a spark of hope igniting within him.

He began by assembling the Primordials, sharing with them the divine wisdom he had received from the First Light. He spoke of their purpose—to bring order and life to a world entrenched in darkness and stillness.

The embers of inspiration kindled within each Primordial, and a newfound energy surged through their beings.

Together, they set about shaping their world anew. Beluvokk, as the Lord of Light, took on the responsibility of overseeing this transformation, ensuring that the embers of creativity and life were carefully spread to every corner of their cold and shadowy realm.

The Primordials worked tirelessly, channeling their newfound purpose into the land. They raised towering trees, fashioned mountains into majestic landscapes, and coaxed life into existence. Flora and fauna emerged, a delicate dance of creation orchestrated by their collective efforts.

Beluvokk's guidance proved to be the beacon that steered their course. Under his leadership, they built the city of Azadual, a beacon of light and progress. The city flourished, its golden and marble-lined streets bustling with the Primordials, now reinvigorated with purpose and vitality.

As the flames of hope and life flickered and grew, Beluvokk stood at the heart of Azadual, witnessing the transformation. The world once shrouded in shadows now sparkled with the glow of life. It was a testament to their determination and the power of the First Light's wisdom.

Indeed, alongside Beluvokk, other Primordials were blessed with formidable souls, each bestowed with unique gifts and roles to play in the grand design of their rejuvenated world.

Cobium, the Father of the Arcane, possessed a soul pulsating with the magic of creation and knowledge. He was the master of the arcane arts, the keeper of ancient wisdom, and a beacon of order within the realm. The mysteries of the arcane were his domain, and his wisdom illuminated the path for the Primordials in their quest to shape a harmonious world.

Ellria, the beloved wife of Beluvokk, was graced with a soul intertwined with the cycles of nature. As the Mother of Seasons and Serenity, her essence guided the natural world's ebb and flow. She brought forth the changing seasons, the gentle breezes, and the calming serenity that balanced the fervor of creation. Her presence brought peace and harmony to Azadual and its inhabitants.