In the beginning there was nothing save for the mingling unconsciousness of nonexistent gods. However the yawning abyss of existence had become boring and the slumbering gods began to awaken. The first of these awakenings was a brilliant affair, a being willing itself into existence in an explosion of lights and color.

This being knew only a few things upon his awakening. The first was that his name was Manus and that more like him would soon arrive. Secondly, he really liked the lights he had made. Enraptured with their dazzling lights, Manus willed more to appear and watched delightedly as they began to pour out of each other. The lights smashed into one another, forming dust and yet more lights before they all began to close back in on each other and forming a silhouette made of stardust and clouds. At the sight of what he could do, Manus could do nothing but be struck in awe. He really liked these colors.

Awakening from his infinite sleep, Sol awakes, And the colors become even brighter. Sol stares in amazement at the wonderful sight, loving every bit of it.

The being did not know why the lights had came to be or what the light was, but it began to bother his slumber. He forced himself to make a manifestation. He willed the stars to rot under his command. The lights started to disappear, but he noticed the forces of other beings at will. He forced a physical manifestation to appear. He made sure his face was hidden, so he created a strange garment to cover his lack of a face. His limbs and body he made of the rotting lights. He would change this later. He was called...Kurai.

Something peaked from the pits of darkness and caught her attention. She uncurled herself, looking off to where they came from. A great forced played with the lights, twisting into brilliant lights. Staring off in awe, a joy peaked upon her face. They look through and shine, they're alive!

A small beam caught her eyes, weak in it's light but had stength to spur her soul. She caressed it gently and willed it to grow. Now blazing greatly in its new form, she felt joyous and danced in circles. Life! I am Eshe! she looked back to the great light she had grown, off to find others until it's blaze had suddenly burned out. Her smile faltered and she glanced to a dark force within the shadows.

Kurai grinned, his cloak surrounding him. He continued to destroy the stars. He noticed the other beings' presence again and willed himself to speak. "I am Kurai. I have...killed these lights. They are now...Dead!" He saw two of them now, a strange being who made the stars he assumed, he felt the oldest, and another who did not enjoy his prescense. He laughed, and continued to destroy the stars.

... light, light? As they were waking up from a things others would call sleep Icus finds themselves alone with others that all seem fascinated with the light. Icus its form ever changing for not knowing what it should be or what to do moves toward the light coming close enough to almost "touch" it until the lights rot away taken aback for this sudden change Icus looks toward the others wondering what they might do next.

While he could feel the arrival of more of his "siblings", Manus was far to enraptured with his own creations to take notice. Lights radiated from his form, colliding with one another and exploding into even greater mixtures of bright color. Satisfaction flew of him in waves, his form solidifying as more and more stardust accumulating his form and refining his features until finally... he was whole. With his form solidified he took a moment to admire himself just before he noticed that some of his lights were beginning to dim.

He didn't approve, looking upon one of his siblings intentionally destroy what he created just for his own pleasure. In a moment of spite, Manus let himself go. In a moment the void exploded in light as thousands upon thousands of stars flooded out from his body. The stars emerged with such intensity that they began to collide with one another, exploding in an ever increasing cloud of multicolored stardust. By the end of it, Manus could barely see past the fog of light and dust.

Having seen the extinguishing of the spectacular sight, Sol felt an uncontrollable rage at Kurai. Blinded by this hatred, he bursts into flame and wishes nothing but to destroy Kurai. And about to unleash wrath against him, is knocked back by the force of power emanating from Manus. Sol looses his anger with Kurai, and starts to fly with the Stars, astounded by its beauty. Distracted, Sol crashes into a Star, and feels its heat engulf him. Instead of feeling pain, he feels pleasure, The warmth of the star heating his very being.

After the pleasure resides, Sol collects back his thoughts and flies back to his siblings at instantaneous speed, literally teleporting right next to them.

"Stop, Kurai, do you see what you are destroying? This is finally something, do you wish to sleep your whole existence? You cannot destroy what has not been fully created yet! Think of all the things we can create with this power! We must work together to create this realm!"

Eshe stared out to the one who calls himself Kurai as he continued his rotting of the stars. She went over to the force who was creating the stars she admired and watched him take form. Looking again toward Kurai, who dismissed the lights he past, she attempted to go after him. Her path was cut short as a sudden explosion from the creator had amasses of stars pouring from his form. She was blown away.

Eshe looked around her and was amazed at its sight. All around, light surrounded her. Overjoyed at its sight, she danced around and returned at her sibling's side, spotting a new force of great energy. "It's beautiful!

Kurai laughed. "Destruction is just as much a part of creation as everything else. I simply sped up the process." Kurai scowled at the new burst of stars, and stopped destroying them. "Do you realize that you are wasting time? If you all are so bent on making useless things, at least make something more interesting." He stated, bored. His clothing obscured his face, but his arms reached out, as if choking something. "You all are fools." He resumed his path of destruction.

Sol scowls at Kurai's rotting of the stars and continues to watch stars being created, then destroyed, then created again. Sol starts to see a certain beauty to it, a sort of cycle. Sol turns to Kurai and says "It does have a certain beauty to it, but you can not do this forever, do you want this boring type of cycle? We can make even more elements than lights and stars to destroy, but you must create it first, we must make a better cycle, one that can create itself even when it is destroyed. If you do that you could have endless pleasure, an endless cycle of creation and destruction."

Kurai grinned under his hood. He would play with his sibling's little plan for right now. "Interesting." Kurai stopped destroying the stars. "Go on, make more elements. I shall let you all have your fun. But I will be able to make beings that stand for death." He strode off, presumably to find a suitable place for waiting. He sat down and closed his eyes, bored.

Eshe watched as her two siblings disagreed and easdropped upon them. Making a new element..."How barbaric," she spoke as she strode off. Looking off into the distance once more and Eshe felt inspired by what had been created. She got close to the burning star and touched it, the warmth spreading around her form. She wanted to create as well.

Eshe willed bunches of stars to get together and have them clash into eachother, molding them together as if it was clay. Whatever it was that had resulted, she let it go floating in the distance. It was of a puny size, its shape could be easily crushed, and it wasn't alive. But she had changed its burning form into a soft solid. With this new discovery, Eshe continued without thought of what it could do and made countless number, having them clash together like the stars when they exploded from her sibling. Slowly, some had became greater in size and she had stopped as if she had been waiting for something.

Manus scowled internally at Kuria's behavior, finding his constant destroying of his creations annoying but ultimately unimportant. Instead he decided to bring his attention to his other siblings, finding them much more agreeable. Eshe had begun to create as well, turning his stars into solid masses of...something. He didn't know what to make of it, but it was new and that was exciting enough. Taking one of the smaller clumps, Manus began to fill it with dust and light. Watching the small clump of lifeless material grow in size and blossom with bright cracks until it exploded, it's sparkling material flying out and mingling back with the other clumps.

"Interesting Eshe, very interesting," Manus spoke, his voice radiating out from his body rather than speaking in the plain sense.

Sol watches Eshe's and Manus's combination of power began to form something amazing, and wanting to contribute as well, takes one of the smaller leftover clumps and turns it back into its burning form. Sol smashes his clump into Eshe's creation and watches in amazement as her creation reforms itself, but a little residue is left behind and Sol wills it to manifest into a smaller version of Eshe's creation.

Oxnus slept as his siblings awoke one by one, he could feel the minds of the others but was not conscious him self. He could feel the sands of time move along through him as the first few events where recorded in his mind, and he woke up as his siblings beiging to create new life. The form he took was an embodiment of time and the mind itself.

He watched in wonder as Sol, Eshe, and Manus began to mold and smash certain lights and creations together and made even more fascinating things, things that Oxnus could not but a name too, and that bothered him to no end. "What do you call it? Or is it not finished yet? What are you trying to make?" He asked questions after question like a curious child.

The collisions of the clumps, while entertaining, didn't seem to be as receptive to Manus' power as the lights. It didn't bother Manus all that much, in fact he found the challenge exciting. However the fact that they seemed to just collide with one another aimlessly felt off, they needed a focus. Summoning a light from within, Manus forced a surge of power into the light. It was a tricky business, the light kept wanting to explode instead of staying in a sphere like he wanted. The sphere flared several times but Manus found that when he used his hands to keep the light in shape it became far more stable. In time the small light grew until it was large enough to fill the palm of his hand, it was beautiful.

The sphere was bigger and brighter than any light Manus had made before, it's power visible as small ropes of energy escaped its shape. "Marvelous."

The words of Oxnus met Manus just then, giving him pause. It took him awhile to realize that he didn't know, up to this point Manus had been creating just because he could. "I...I don't know. I hadn't put much thought to it really."

Slowly, her form began to change as it mimicked her new creations. Eshe watched as her siblings began to use her creations and make their own forms, adding each one to a bigger piece. She felt warmth spread around her as she touched a tiny piece as it was reformed. There was more to be done. Without thinking, she had willed a fairly sized one toward her.

"What do you call it? Or is it not finished yet? What are you trying to make?" He asked questions after question like a curious child.

Each question from the new force had touched her. There was something to become of her ideas, something she felt she knew of well. " It will be named," she spoke, caressing the work of her and her siblings. "Not by us, something..."

Ideas began to sprout in her mind of what it would become. A surge of her warmth transferred onto its surface, foreign things abruptly growing upon it. She let it go, surprised by the reaction and held it once more. Masses of the living things covered upon its form, brimming excitement within Eshe. But her feelings would falter as without her influence, her new creations would rot. She looked to Manus and saw great power within the new work he had made. Eshe placed it carefully near it, high in hopes for it to try to survive.

Icus finds itself looking toward Eshe wanting to help in some way but finding itself uncertain if it should. With its still ever changing shape it moves closer to Eshe staring at what is being formed in front of this small collective of being that seemed to willed themselves together. While Icus was watching it felt a new presence content with ignoring others and †o keep staring at this... thing unfold into something one might call beautiful.

Kurai walked up to the creation, and created a base for all living beings they could make. He made skeletons of random things that sprouted into his mind. Strange flying creatures that would scavenge off others. He made their bones for their specific purposes. Some were fighters. Some were prey. And, some were meant to become greater. He smiled, genuinely at his siblings. "Am I doing this right? I can't do much else." He left tej others to work their magic on the bases of his creatures.