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The Mother Goddess, Angel of Light, She Who Shines

As Niciel returned to the Valley of Peace, she was confronted with the sight of a group of terrified creatures. When Niciel tried to communicate with the creatures, they recoiled from the mental touch and attempted to flee. At first, Niciel didn't know why there were acting so, but then Niciel sensed the malevolent essence left by Toun's actions. Niciel was disappointed in Toun, but she was also disappointed in herself for not being in the Valley of Peace to protect them. Niciel called upon a Holy Wisp and sent it down to the creatures in hopes that it would help calm them down. The creatures were still initially cautious of the Wisp, but Niciel was patient. Eventually, their curiosity overrode their fear and they walked up to the Wisp. The Wisp then suddenly enlarged slightly and duplicated itself, making the creatures flinch back in surprise. The second Wisp soon flew away, though, leaving the others alone.

Niciel tried once more to communicate with the creatures below. They reacted in alarm, but not as much as before, and Niciel was able to calm them down. As she did, Niciel learned what the creatures were called. Hain. Toun's creation, using Slough's life essence as well. 

"Hello. My name is Niciel," Niciel greeted the Hain. "Please be at ease. You are safe as long as you stay within the Valley of Peace." Some of the Hain were fully calmed down, but others were still suspicious. "What if he comes back?" one of them said. "He tortured us. Treated us like...." The Hain could not complete his sentence, still fearful of Toun's wrath. 

"His name is Toun. I assure you he will no longer be welcome here," Niciel said. "You need not fear him any longer." The Hain weeped with despair, the others attempting to comfort him. Another Hain began to speak, "Thank you. We will remember this kindness you have shown us." The Holy Wisp floated over to this Hain, slowly revolving around it for a while before floating up to its head level. The Hain were now united, creating a tribe to live in peace.

With the Hain moving on, Niciel turned her attention away from them. They had the potential to be something great, and Niciel would only hinder them if she stayed with them too long. Looking into her Orb of Escry, Niciel examined the world through the eyes of the Holy Wisps. Most of them were viewing things of little interest or consequence, but some did have some interesting sights. One Wisp seemed to be interacting with some sort of... ball of fur, here in the Valley of Peace. Zephyrion had created creatures of wind. Even Vowzra had created these armored creatures. Niciel was fascinated by everyone's creations.

However, with her siblings all busy at work shaping and filling the world with life, Niciel felt an odd longing. Niciel reflected back on everyone's actions, back to the time when the world was still an empty void. Everyone was different, yet they all worked together to create the world they now resided in. Even Vestec added his chaotic mess of ideas into the world. The planet they were shaping was filled with so much, yet... Niciel played such a little part in everything. All she did was create a space for herself and for those who wished to seek shelter. Niciel realized now that, more than anything else, she wanted to leave her mark in the world as well. She wanted to create life. 

Well, Niciel had the power to do it, and she knew it. So, why not do so?

Niciel concentrated her energies, putting more effort into it than normal. Particles of light and energy began to collect and condense themselves, forming balls of energy that molded themselves into bodies. 2 arms, 2 legs, a shape not unlike the form she took, including a pair of what appeared to be feathery wings. More and more energy continued to be gathered in each body until Niciel cut the flow, then she had the bodies of energy solidify, finishing up the appearances of each body. Their skin was pale, their wings white like snow. All of them were garbed in white robes. None of them looked exactly alike, but they were all beautiful in their own way. 

However, although their appearances were complete, they were still and lifeless. At first, Niciel was confused. What were they missing now? Then, the realization came to her: life. The bodies here were nothing more than statues, empty husks of the beings they could be. Well then, that was a simple fix. Niciel condensed more energy into her palm, this time gathering a small fraction of the pink mist of the Nice Mountains into it as well. Then, Niciel released the orb of energy, the orb slowly spreading the pink mist onto the bodies as it spun, the bodies absorbing the mist as it came to them. Soon, all of them had gained their share, and the orb floated up into the air, where it exploded with a pop, releasing particles of energy that gathered on the bodies Niciel had created. Naturally, the bodies absorbed the particles just like it did the mist. 

Slowly, the new beings Niciel had created gained consciousness. As they began to gain awareness of themselves and their surroundings, Niciel felt something within herself. In her mind, it glowed brightly, and it burned slightly as well, but Niciel was able to quell the sensation and accept it into her. This... potential of hers was... new, to say the least. 

To the new beings that awakened, they saw a glow in the sky as Niciel accepted the new potential, with an angelic figure eclipsing the light, then the glow soon faded, and the sky cleared as if the light was never there. To the beings below, there was only one word that could describe what they had just seen, "Wow."

Niciel looked down at the beings, who were both enthralled and confused by the sight they had just seen, and decided to communicate with them.

"Hello. Are you all comfortable?" Niciel said to them. As a wave of responses and chatter came from the beings, Niciel's next words silenced them once more. "Please be at ease. My name is Niciel. You are my lovely children, the Angels." 

The Angels kneeled down, being respectful and grateful to Niciel for creating them. "Rise, my children," Niciel said to them. "There is no need to kneel to me. You are free to do as you wish." Most of the Angels stood back up, but a few remained kneeling. Niciel was confused, and asked, "Why do you not stand?" 

One Angel responded, "You have given us the freedom to do as we wish, and it is our wish to show to you our respect." Niciel was silent for a moment, then responded, "If that is your wish, then I see no reason to deny it." Niciel felt happy by the Angels. No, it was more than just happiness. Niciel felt... proud. Proud that her children were thinking for themselves. 

-Niciel soothes the terrified Hain that remained in the Valley of Peace, and they form a tribe.

-Niciel observes the world again, and feels that she should create life.

-Niciel creates Angels, and gains a new Portfolio (Holy). (4 Might used in total). The Angels' first word upon entering the world is "Wow".

Might: 6
FP: 4

The Mother Goddess, Angel of Light, She Who Shines

As Niciel returned to the Valley of Peace, she was confronted with the sight of a group of terrified creatures. When Niciel tried to communicate with the creatures, they recoiled from the mental touch and attempted to flee. At first, Niciel didn't know why there were acting so, but then Niciel sensed the malevolent essence left by Toun's actions. Niciel was disappointed in Toun, but she was also disappointed in herself for not being in the Valley of Peace to protect them. Niciel called upon a Holy Wisp and sent it down to the creatures in hopes that it would help calm them down. The creatures were still initially cautious of the Wisp, but Niciel was patient. Eventually, their curiosity overrode their fear and they walked up to the Wisp. The Wisp then suddenly enlarged slightly and duplicated itself, making the creatures flinch back in surprise. The second Wisp soon flew away, though, leaving the others alone.

Niciel tried once more to communicate with the creatures below. They reacted in alarm, but not as much as before, and Niciel was able to calm them down. As she did, Niciel learned what the creatures were called. Hain. Toun's creation, using Slough's life essence as well. 

"Hello. My name is Niciel," Niciel greeted the Hain. "Please be at ease. You are safe as long as you stay within the Valley of Peace." Some of the Hain were fully calmed down, but others were still suspicious. "What if he comes back?" one of them said. "He tortured us. Treated us like...." The Hain could not complete his sentence, still fearful of Toun's wrath. 

"His name is Toun. I assure you he will no longer be welcome here," Niciel said. "You need not fear him any longer." The Hain weeped with despair, the others attempting to comfort him. Another Hain began to speak, "Thank you. We will remember this kindness you have shown us." The Holy Wisp floated over to this Hain, slowly revolving around it for a while before floating up to its head level. The Hain were now united, creating a tribe to live in peace.

With the Hain moving on, Niciel turned her attention away from them. They had the potential to be something great, and Niciel would only hinder them if she stayed with them too long. Looking into her Orb of Escry, Niciel examined the world through the eyes of the Holy Wisps. Most of them were viewing things of little interest or consequence, but some did have some interesting sights. One Wisp seemed to be interacting with some sort of... ball of fur, here in the Valley of Peace. Zephyrion had created creatures of wind. Even Vowzra had created these armored creatures. Niciel was fascinated by everyone's creations.

However, with her siblings all busy at work shaping and filling the world with life, Niciel felt an odd longing. Niciel reflected back on everyone's actions, back to the time when the world was still an empty void. Everyone was different, yet they all worked together to create the world they now resided in. Even Vestec added his chaotic mess of ideas into the world. The planet they were shaping was filled with so much, yet... Niciel played such a little part in everything. All she did was create a space for herself and for those who wished to seek shelter. Niciel realized now that, more than anything else, she wanted to leave her mark in the world as well. She wanted to create life. 

Well, Niciel had the power to do it, and she knew it. So, why not do so?

Niciel concentrated her energies, putting more effort into it than normal. Particles of light and energy began to collect and condense themselves, forming balls of energy that molded themselves into bodies. 2 arms, 2 legs, a shape not unlike the form she took, including a pair of what appeared to be feathery wings. More and more energy continued to be gathered in each body until Niciel cut the flow, then she had the bodies of energy solidify, finishing up the appearances of each body. Their skin was pale, their wings white like snow. All of them were garbed in white robes. None of them looked exactly alike, but they were all beautiful in their own way. 

However, although their appearances were complete, they were still and lifeless. At first, Niciel was confused. What were they missing now? Then, the realization came to her: life. The bodies here were nothing more than statues, empty husks of the beings they could be. Well then, that was a simple fix. Niciel condensed more energy into her palm, this time gathering a small fraction of the pink mist of the Nice Mountains into it as well. Then, Niciel released the orb of energy, the orb slowly spreading the pink mist onto the bodies as it spun, the bodies absorbing the mist as it came to them. Soon, all of them had gained their share, and the orb floated up into the air, where it exploded with a pop, releasing particles of energy that gathered on the bodies Niciel had created. Naturally, the bodies absorbed the particles just like it did the mist. 

Slowly, the new beings Niciel had created gained consciousness. As they began to gain awareness of themselves and their surroundings, Niciel felt something within herself. In her mind, it glowed brightly, and it burned slightly as well, but Niciel was able to quell the sensation and accept it into her. This... potential of hers was... new, to say the least. 

To the new beings that awakened, they saw a glow in the sky as Niciel accepted the new potential, with an angelic figure eclipsing the light, then the glow soon faded, and the sky cleared as if the light was never there. To the beings below, there was only one word that could describe what they had just seen, "Wow."

Niciel looked down at the beings, who were both enthralled and confused by the sight they had just seen, and decided to communicate with them.

"Hello. Are you all comfortable?" Niciel said to them. As a wave of responses and chatter came from the beings, Niciel's next words silenced them once more. "Please be at ease. My name is Niciel. You are my lovely children, the Angels." 

The Angels kneeled down, being respectful and grateful to Niciel for creating them. "Rise, my children," Niciel said to them. "There is no need to kneel to me. You are free to do as you wish." Most of the Angels stood back up, but a few remained kneeling. Niciel was confused, and asked, "Why do you not stand?" 

One Angel responded, "You have given us the freedom to do as we wish, and it is our wish to show to you our respect." Niciel was silent for a moment, then responded, "If that is your wish, then I see no reason to deny it." Niciel felt happy by the Angels. No, it was more than just happiness. Niciel felt... proud. Proud that her children were thinking by themselves. 

-Niciel soothes the terrified Hain that remained in the Valley of Peace, and they form a tribe.

-Niciel observes the world again, and feels that she should create life.

-Niciel creates Angels, and gains a new Portfolio (Holy). (4 Might used in total). The Angels' first word upon entering the world is "Wow".

Might: 6
FP: 4
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