[center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/682678547374145573/684583633100865536/97b22764970c1985ad4f7b573619b7c7.png[/img] & [h2][color=tomato]Genesis[/color][/h2] [/center] [hr] Knowing full well Genesis had her own realm, but hesitant to leave her there by herself, Oraelia took her back to her own. Even if Genesis was Divine in nature, she still acted like she was a child, and by all accounts, she was a child. Children needed many things, but Genesis was a special case and did not require what mortals did. Thus the only thing Oraelia could give her, was herself. She had realized, unless there was some other god with a better claim then herself, that she was one of the only ones that could raise Genesis. Gibbou was a close second, but Oraelia couldn’t shake the feeling that her sister was hiding something from her. Not to mention that her confidence was still meager, and how could one give love to another, if they hardly loved themself? She hoped she was wrong, so very wrong, but for now, it had to be this way. Oraelia took one last look at Antiquity, and then entered her realm, Genesis in hand. It was the same as before, an endless Prairie of golden grass and flowers. She pursed her lips, and scrunched her nose as she looked at it all. Beautiful yes, but for the purposes of creating an avatar, and even raising Genesis, she needed something else. A home within her home. She raised her free hand, and with a flick of her wrist, the scenery changed to that of a wide large clearing in the middle of a forest. [color=tomato][sub]”Ooo...”[/sub][/color] The clearing sprouted several cobble paths, erupting on the sides of them with flowers and other plant growths, overgrowing in several places. The cobble pathways eventually all met a head, singularly leading up to a large wooden cabin that materialized before their eyes. It wasn’t large or grand in any way, but had a modest feel to it with a large wrap around porch. Oraelia then turned to Genesis and knelt down. She smiled warmly. [color=gold]”Would you like to live with me?”[/color] she asked, It took a tilt of her head and a few seconds of thought, but eventually Genesis gasped and hugged Oraelia, hopping while she did so and breathing extremely fast. [color=tomato]”Genesis stays with Oraelia! Yay! Lots of playtime with her, and baths and hugs and kisses!”[/color] She repeated excitedly, nuzzling her small delicate face against Oraelia’s. Oraelia could hardly contain her smile, radiating an intense glow as she gave affection to Genesis. [color=gold]”Good! I’m so happy Genesis.”[/color] she said, giving her a smothering hug. She then pulled away, grabbing the small girl by her arms gently. [color=gold]”Okay, now listen, I have a job for you okay? I need you to… To go find the prettiest flowers you can, so we can put them in a… Pot! And then we’ll put the pot inside, alright? So we can always have color with us!”[/color] she said, overly enthusiastic. [color=gold]”Can you do that for me? Pwetty pwease?”[/color] Genesis giggled and playfully caressed Oraelia’s face, [color=tomato]”Uh-huh! Genesis will bring all the more pretty flowies for Oraelia!”[/color] Oraelia quickly planted a kiss on her cheek and giggled before saying, [color=gold]”Wonderful my love, now go find me some flowers.”[/color] she said, with Genesis running off into the forest with a chuckle the second Oraelia set her down. Oraelia watched her go, shouting out after her, [color=gold]”And be safe!”[/color] she said with a wave, knowing the only thing that could hurt Genesis, would be herself. Which was probably not going to happen, right? With a sigh, Oraelia fell back into the grass and watched the moving clouds. She had a lot on her mind. This new reality she found herself in, Gibbou, Lucia, Genesis, prayers from mortals, Neiya, and on and on. She felt overwhelmed. There was so much to do. She took a deep breath, and relaxed. First things first, it was time to open herself to Galbar. It couldn’t be too hard, rig- [sub]“Please mother Oraelia, please, don’t let her die.”[/sub] Oraelia shot up. The voice had been so sudden, and she saw it. A young boy, his sister dying next to him from playing gone wrong. A tear fell down the Goddess’s face. [sub]”Thank you for rising, Bright One. Give us strength when the trolls come again. Please. I don’t know how much longer we can last.”[/sub] An old man spoke, his village in ruins and his people taken or killed… or worse. Oraelia’s heart began to beat faster as more voices came, louder. “Why don’t you care! All we’ve ever done is worship you! And ye cannot even protect us!” Said a man in the far north, beset by trolls and other monsters. “Bright One, may you watch us in this night. May they not come to take my family. This I ask of you.” Said a woman in a village, fearing for her life from other humans wishing to take them. “O sunmother, why do you forsake us? What did we do wrong? Why are you silent?” Came the voice of a young girl deep within the heart of her Prairie. “I hate you Bright One! You let them come and eat us in the night!” Screamed a child, angry at Trolls. “Why is your sun so hot, so cruel? When do you keep the rain from us?” Asked a desert dwelling Alminaki. “Another beautiful day, praise be to you, sun!” Exclaimed an older looking Genesis. “Give me the power to kill them! I beg of you mother. They took everything from me!” Wailed a broken woman. Oraelia squeezed her eyes shut as more and more prayers came. She held her head and leaned forward in between her knees. She stopped breathing as panic and shock overtook her. Negative, positive, angry, happy, on and on. Every range of emotion, from every mortal under the sun. They hated her, they loved her, they wished she would do more, they wished she would help them. From the monsters in the night, from the trolls and flesh eaters, to the slavers and the murderers. They broke her heart a thousand times and they healed it again and again. What had she done? What had she let happen? There was so much death and loss on her hands and she had done nothing to safeguard the day, like she was supposed to. Her promise with Gibbou, she had failed. But those Trolls, creatures of the night, eaters of flesh. She had seen how the humans despised them and she began to have her doubts as more and more prayers came for her sunlight to destroy them. Did Gibbou… Did she create them? Suddenly, Oraelia felt the familiar softness and warmth that was Genesis’ small hand trying to get a hold of hers, and slowly the sounds of the prayers grew further away and those of Genesis humming quietly came to the forefront. [color=tomato][sub]”Ah… Choo!”[/sub][/color] She snapped her tearful eyes open, gripping the small girl’s hand tightly. She breathed again, quick and fast as she took Genesis into a hug. She attempted to stop crying, but the tears flowed. She needed someone, anyone after what she just witnessed. [color=gold]”G-Genesis- Did you b-bring back flowers?”[/color] she asked in a shaky voice. Genesis returned the hug as best as she could. [color=tomato]”Yea… Is Oraelia ok? Don’t cry please. If Oraelia is sad, then… Then Genesis will show her what she does when she’s sad!!”[/color] Oraelia sniffled, wiping the tears away from her face. [color=gold]”And what does Genesis do when she’s sad?”[/color] she asked. [color=tomato]”Need a small river and mud. Very important, the two. Genesis will go to the mud and put her feet in it, you see. Like a tree! It feels very nice and soothing. And Genesis not get thirsty.”[/color] Genesis pursed her lips and then buried her nose in the mass of undulating light that she could only imagine was Oraelia’s hair. Oraelia cracked a small smile and took a deep breath. [color=gold]”That would be nice, wouldn’t it?”[/color] came her quiet voice. But there was no more time for idleness, not now anyway. Galbar needed her more than ever before. A part of her. It seemed the only thing that protected life during the day, was her sun and even that did a poor job. No, she needed something more, something that could ease the tide of these misfortunes. She would help from her realm of course, but this required a more direct approach and she had just the idea in the form of an avatar. She shuffled around, and picked up Genesis who held a bouquet of flowers mixed with blades of grass in her hand. Oraelia smiled as she situated the girl. [color=gold]”Do you remember what Illyd and Gibbou said about avatars? Let’s make them, then we can go find a stream and play in the mud alright?”[/color] Genesis nodded as soon as she pulled away from the hug, [color=tomato]”Okay. How are avatars made?”[/color] Oraelia gave a slight frown. [color=gold]”I think we take a small part of ourselves, like a piece of hair, or in your case a leaf, and then we make it grow with our power. Reach deep down inside Genesis, think about what you want, visualize it. Then, will it to be.”[/color] she encouraged, placing her back on the ground. [color=tomato]”Mmmm..”[/color] Genesis hummed in thought, then reached up and plucked a single leaf off her head, making herself hiss, then take in a deep breath. [color=tomato]”... owie.”[/color] But the pain did not stop Genesis, for she plopped the leaf down in front of her, then sat on her knees and closed her eyes, both palms pointed toward the leaf. She thought hard. She overworked her imagination to the point where her leaves were twitching uncontrollably, and then she exhaled. Just like that, the single leaf began to be encased in what looked like a new kind of crystal--Golden in colour, and not completely solid. It grew thick, as if it was a shield keeping the leaf safe and then around the crystal, more things began to materialize. A bone structure, followed by vital organs, a nervous system, muscles… skin… Everything that made up Genesis’ body was replicated in the new, forming entity, but it was bigger. More of a grown up person than a child. The new avatar, which at some point had begun to float as it formed, then dropped to the floor, her head falling conveniently on Genesis’ lap, who opened one eye first, then the other and finally let out a loud squeal of excitement. The features were soft and delicate, with a slender body frame and graceful curves… But while she resembles Genesis, her colours were all different. Her skin for example was white, with several light pink accents near the joints, and her leaves were much longer but also slimmer, and a very pale pink in colour. And her eyes, when they fluttered open, revealed themselves to be an icy blue. Genesis couldn’t help herself, she excitedly pet her avatar’s head as she bounced a little in place. She looked up at Oraelia and was about to speak when the avatar suddenly huffed, swatted Genesis’ hands away, and stood up, causing the little girl to flinch and pull away with a bit of a heartbroken expression on her face. [color=tomato]”Ow!! Why-”[/color] [color=paleturquoise]”Geez! I just woke up and you’re already messing my leaves up, Genny. C’mon kid, I have an image to uphold!”[/color] At this Genesis turned to Oraelia, eyes watering. [color=tomato]”B… B-But Genesis asked for a brotheeeer…!”[/color] She began, sniffling. Her avatar responded by sniffling quietly as well. [color=paleturquoise]”H-Hey…! I didn’t ask to be a girl, y-y’know. You made me this way, you...”[/color] She hissed some air out through her tightly closed jaw, and then turned around and began to presumably wipe tears off her face. There was a look of surprise upon Oraelia’s face, before she put a reassuring hand upon Genesis’ shoulder. She looked upon the new being, this new avatar of Genesis inquisitively. Something irked her about how it had treated Genesis, who did something many would consider innocent in nature. [color=gold]”Why did you swat her hand away? You couldn’t have just asked for her to stop?”[/color] she asked, her tone neutral. Genesis’ Avatar sniffled one last time and turned around as if nothing had happened, but quickly blushed a light shade of pink and rubbed her hands together nervously, shrinking her posture. [color=paleturquoise]”U-Um,”[/color] She began, and looked away, [color=paleturquoise]”I just got made so… I’m kind of sensitive and I’m not used to being touched, I guess...”[/color] The Avatar explained, then knelt in front of Genesis and put her hand on her childish creator’s head, rubbing through the leaves gently. [color=paleturquoise]”Uh, sorry Genny. I guess I should be thankful I even exist, even if you don’t like me as I am...”[/color] Genesis wiped her tears and looked up into the icy eyes of her avatar, then shook her head, voice coming out squeaky and shaky, [color=tomato]”N-no, Genesis likes you... Exodus is very pretty... like Oraelia. G-Genesis likes you, but… But she wanted a big brother. To play with.”[/color] Exodus sighed awkwardly and then forced on a smile just for Genesis, whose eyes sparkled. [color=paleturquoise]”Well, uh, sisters can play too, right? You don’t need a brother to have a good time, Genny.”[/color] At this Genesis turned to look at Oraelia and asked, [color=tomato]”I-Is that true?”[/color] Oraelia nodded. [color=gold]”I have Gibbou, do I not? She’s my sister and we play all the time.”[/color] she agreed. She then looked at the avatar. [color=gold]”Welcome to life, Exodus.”[/color] she said, giving her a reassuring smile. Exodus rubbed her neck sheepishly and stood up, then began work on opening a portal to Galbar. As she did that, she spoke one last time to Genesis, [color=paleturquoise]”See you around Genny. Talk to me whenever you want, alright? I’m your big sis after all.”[/color] She said, looking at the girl over her shoulder and winking at her, an expression that Genesis tried to imitate with varying rates of success. [color=paleturquoise]”Oh, and those flowers you have in your hand, you’ll want to plant them where there’s plenty of sun, and give their roots ample space. Who knows? They might grow all the way to the sky!”[/color] With that, the portal finally opened, but as Exodus prepared to step through, Genesis perked up. [color=tomato]”G-Genesis wants-”[/color] Exodus shot her a look, and Genesis shrunk a little and rephrased, [color=tomato]”Gen… Genny? I. I. I… Want to play with Exodus!”[/color] Exodus chuckled and stepped through, the portal closing behind her. After a moment, Genesis looked at Oraelia and tilted her head. [color=tomato]”I? Why does Genesis have to say I instead of Genesis?”[/color] Oraelia blinked as she looked down at Genesis. [color=gold]”Well… It’s your sense of self? When you say your name, referring to yourself, but already speaking- uh…”[/color] she paused, how did one explain this? [color=gold]”You don’t have to say your name when talking about yourself honey. I know who you are, you know who you are. I, as in me, as in Oraelia, you see. So ‘I’ can say I, instead of my name. It means the same thing, but just means… You’re learning and growing and becoming… A big girl!”[/color] she said enthusiastically, tickling Genesis on her sides. Immediately the girl began giggling and trying to squirm away to no avail. Eventually the giggling became full blown laughter and tears of mirth overflowed from Genesis’ eyes. [color=tomato]”Oooah! N-No more… No more!!”[/color] She repeated, laughing even harder. Oraelia eventually stopped and stood back up with a gleeful look in her eyes. [color=gold]”Alright, alright. You did a good job Genesis, creating your avatar. I’m sure she’ll do good work upon Galbar. Now…”[/color] she said, cracking her knuckles. [color=gold]”It’s time for me to make one. Stand behind me, dear.”[/color] It took Genesis a while to recover but when she did, she did as asked and quietly positioned herself behind Oraelia, watching on with curiosity clear in the way her leaves twitched. Oraelia raised both her hands up into the air, and concentrated in the clearing before her. Then, she took a deep breath and breathed out slowly, as she did, a ray of yellow sunlight touched down from the heavens of her realm. It landed in the clearing, illuminating the land in vibrant rays of extremely bright light. This light seemed to be a wave, flowing and receding, pulsing in silence. From this beam of light there came a figure. Or the beam of light became the figure, for as it emerged the beam dissipated in a flash, but Oraelia was unphased by this, for light was kin to her and she saw what it had become. Standing three times as tall as she, marched forth a giant of ethereal gold, solar flames racing across its body. It was see through, but tangible all the same and illuminating. It had no discernible features other than that of a strong man’s build and two glowing eyes of gold upon his face. He wore a halo of pure white, sat above his head like a crown. The halo itself was circular, running in a singular band, unmoving from its place. His long strides were with purpose, coming to a stop before Oraelia rigidly, like a statue, before moving his head to gaze down upon her. There was a silence between the two, as Oraelia took him in. She nodded approvingly and folded her arms. [color=gold]”You are my son and I name you, Solus. Welcome to life, Solus!”[/color] she said, waiting for the giant to respond, but she only felt a vague sense of knowing from his eyes. [color=gold]”You know what to do, don’t you?”[/color] she asked softly. To this, Solus gave a slow nod, and held it, as if to show respect. Oraelia gave a sad smile in return. [color=gold]”Go on Solus, I won’t keep you here any longer. You know your task, and it is a daunting one my son. But you will not be alone in doing it.”[/color] Solus lifted his head and turned his head right as he lifted an arm to match his gaze. A portal materialized, a tear in reality and Oraelia could see but a glimpse of her home, and taste the air and feel the breeze. Solus dropped his hand, and turned his body before beginning to walk through. [color=gold]”Know that you are loved, Solus.”[/color] she whispered, as the portal closed behind him. Sometime during the whole show, Genesis had hugged Oraelia’s leg and just now squeezed a bit. [color=tomato]”Oraelia made a fire and light ghost. Why?”[/color] [color=gold]”Well… I made a promise a long time ago. To protect the world Genesis. It’s about time I honored that.”[/color] she said, looking down at Genesis with a smile. [hr] The small girl lay dying. Her brother, beside himself lay cradling her head from where she had fallen on that stupid rock. It was a simple push, he hadn’t meant it. Now he prayed to any god that might listen, to save his sister’s life. Her breathing was becoming shallower, and he was too afraid to run and get help. He couldn’t leave her. Not like this. Not here. There came a strange noise, two footsteps, one after the other. They shook the ground and his stomach sank. Troll. There was a troll behind him. He couldn’t let it take Ifti! He placed his sister’s head down gently, and then spun around, fists primed to go. It wasn’t a troll he saw, but an equally terrifying thing. So tall, and it hurt his eyes to look at. He shielded his face, falling backwards next to his sister with a scream as it came closer. He shielded Ifti with his body, but a blow never came, and he was never taken, but the giant seemed to stop, and he felt a warmth flow around him, before it walked off, footsteps becoming distant. When he at last felt safe, he opened his eyes and saw Ifti staring up at him with a grin. “Ifti! Y-You’re okay!” he cried out, his eyes watering. “Ya! Course I am! Now get of’ me, you witch’s wart!” The boy recoiled slightly, a grin of his own erupted across his face. He got off her, and helped her up, wiping his tears away. “Come on Ifti! I’ll race you home!” he exclaimed. Ifti wasted no time in bolting off, but the boy paused, looking back to see where the giant had gone, but it was nowhere to be seen. [Hider=Summary] Oraelia and Genesis go back to her realm, where she creates a home and asks Genesis to live with her. The little girl accepts and then she tells Genny to go find some flowers. Oraelia then thinks about everything going on, and then opens herself up to prayers. She gets hella overwhelmed with what’s going on in the world, and it takes Genesis’ touch to coax her out of it. They have a moment and then Oraelia comes up with an avatar idea. She then tells Genesis to make one and she does. Exodus the avatar is born and then she leaves to Galbar after a talk. Oraelia then creates her own avatar, names Solus and sends her son to Galbar as well. [/hider] [hider=MP] Oraelia 5MP/5DP Free- Avatar creation Free- First teleport -1DP Heal a peasant girl (5/5 of Healing) -3MP Claim the Healing Portfolio 2MP/4DP Remaining. Genesis 5MP/5DP Free- Avatar Creation Free- First Teleport 5MP/5DP Remaining. [/hider]