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In the beginning, way before the first creatures populated the first lands, and long before even those lands had been born, there was only one thing. That thing which is omnipresent and can neither be created nor destroyed.
Energy. Energy in it's pure, primal state.
That energy- All energy, however, somehow gained sentience. Or was It always sentient? No one knows, for there was nothing before energy, as far as we know. The sentient entity of Energy, Prime, decided to create a world. Or was that always It's purpose? Again, no one knows.
The world that Prime created was called Aether. Upon creating Aether, however, Prime realized that as it created the world It poured Itself in it- Or perhaps it always knew. Upon creating Aether and all of it's elements and creatures, It had also given them energy and sentience on a primordial scale. The grand beings that were born out of this fusion each had control over certain elements of the Aether, although none had full control over all of them. These beings, Prime called Gods.
And as the Gods awakened, Prime, with an amusement that only one such as It could possibly understand, watched. The first was none, as it would not make sense for them to awaken at different times, when they all were born at the same time.
Regardless of that, the fact remains that the Gods awakened.
Among them was Kaaysel. Slowly, he rose from the ground, the fertile soil, still reverberating with the primal energy that had only just created it, along with space, time, and everything else, that had served as his resting spot- If one could say that he had been resting, anyway, given that he had just been born, along with everything else. He gazed all around him, and saw all of the other Gods of Aether. How he knew that, he did not know, but he did not question it. He also saw the sky, a clear sky, light blue, with nothing else on it except a flaming sphere that was massive, but from his perspective, was insignificant and small. He also saw the ground, a rich brown soil that spread far away.
And though he had only just awakened, he knew that he belonged in this world and that this world belonged to him and the others around him, and he knew the name of this world: Aether. And he knew, as much as he knew the name of the world, that his own name was Kaaysel, and that he was the lord of Audacity, bringer of daring deeds, the master of Battle, herald of victory, and above that, the Alchemist, ruler of the elements.
Kaaysel then paid more attention to his surroundings, seeing the pillars and the well. Twelve pillars, each made of timeless and inalterable gray material, and a well made of the same, with mirroring fluids at the bottom. Kaaysel climbed up to the top of one of the pillars, arranged in a circle around the well, and watched as the other Gods, too, explored the world and their own minds after having awakened from nothing and brought to this world which was given to them.
And as always, Prime, too, watched.
