The goddess Ianite was pacing in her realm. Thinking about what she could do next. She thought of having her own new island in Mianite's realm. After all, her realm was smaller than the others. She would keep it a secret from Mianite and not let him know. She walked through her portal and onto Mianite's realm. She teleported and surprisingly ended up hovering above the ocean. She created a small island of land. About the same size as her realm, she named this Ianeria. She build five small houses made of stone and wood. She made a boat dock on one side and a path through the houses. She then made a bridge and on the other side made a tiny island and made a small tower on top of it. This would be her house. Now she needed life. But she did not want creatures like the other ones in the three realms. She wanted ones she could speak to. Ones she understood. Ones like her. But mortal. This was how the first humans came to be.
