Within a world destroyed by chaos, two fragments of gods neverborn floated together and merged. A god of civilization, and a god of nature, both dead by birth but their essence remaining, whirling together to make something new. Within the oppressive space of the destroyed world, and with neither side becoming domant, the new god could yet be born. 

The essence of the godling heard the call of the other god, and was pulled towards the door. And yet, it was to weak to pass though in its current state. However, as the world was populated with sentient life, their being resonated with the essence. They were also under siege by the forces of chaos, as his world has been. With this, the fragment of civilization won out. With unity of purpose, the two separate forces became one, and began to form a single god of civilization that could pass through the gate. 

He entered the world with a roar announcing his presence, followed by the loud declaration, "I am Regulus, patron of the strong, defender of the weak, harbringer of order." slamming his spear against the sand of the beach. 

He felt the presence of the chaotic gods, and yet he was still young. He did not yet have the power to banish or kill them yet. He did not speak to any of the other gods, as his senses were unrefined, and he could not quite tell friend from foe and he was still scarred by what little memories he had of the old world. 
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Regulus was born from another world destroyed by chaos, from two half-formed gods. He heard the call, and was born as a god of civilization as he crossed the threshold, pulled to this world by the newly formed sentient life. He is now looking around, not going up to anyone because he was just born and what memories he had before that from when he was just essence was of a dead world destroyed by chaos.  

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Regulus Level 1
4 Might, 0 Miracles
0/2 Acts of Creation [/hider]