[center][h2]Astarte[/h2][/center] She opened her eyes, and there was nothing. Nothing but the distant presence of her brethren. Brethren? She felt her heart skip a beat. She looked around, then spun around. How did she know they were her brethren? Where was she? All she knew was that this place was empty, absolutely empty, with the exception of the presences she assumed were her family. Each presence told a story on its own. Even without them speaking to her, she just [b][i]felt[/i][/b] who they were, what they were. The first one she felt was... Ethereal. It felt like he wasn't there, like he was something Astarte would never be able to hold in her hands, something she'd never be able to see. He was the God of Time, Vowzra, Astarte's senses told her, and she immediately shriveled away from the presence. It oppressed her, as if it would lash out and eat her whole at any given moment. The next one was a calm yet fiery presence. It spoke to her of forceful boredom. He was the God of Order, Logos. Astarte deemed it useless to pry into such a presence, so she quickly moved on to the next. And so the next happened to be beautiful. The Goddess of Light. The presence drew Astarte's attention even more with each passing second, devouring her consciousness with the promise of warmth and friendship. Thankfully, she was snapped back to reality when a whirlwind of violence reached her senses. [color=fff200][b]"I am ZEPHYRION!"[/b][/color] It said, to which Astarte rolled her blue eyes, [color=fff200][b]"I HAVE AWAKENED!"[/b][/color] After that, all of the presences rushed into her. She recognized them, but had no chance to think about them. She merely let the information in and focused on what was happening. Boredom. At least, until she felt her skin crawl in the direction of the closest of her brethren. Vestec, the God of Chaos. A presence which screamed conflict and, for some reason, Astarte felt drawn to this presence nearly as much as she felt draw to the Goddess of Light. In a mere moment, Astarte felt herself being thrust forward. She moved for the first time, all on her own will. [color=bc8dbf]"This is awesome!"[/color], she yelled out, [color=bc8dbf]"Maybe I could..." "Gah!"[/color] She gasped in surprise as she suddenly found herself shooting around at incomprehensible speeds. She thrust her arms about like an infant for the entire duration, letting out screams of both fear and excitement. Of course, her screams would only be caught up by her brethren as feelings of unprecedented excitement. [hider=Summary]Astarte's flying around and screaming in excitement.[/hider]