[center][h2][b][color=f5f4d7]SALA[/color][/b][/h2][/center]

[center][b][i]“Rise! Heed this call of mine! Become the gods of Galbar!”[/i][/b][/center]

The voice commanded, and so in its very first moment of being the shard of divinity knew what it was to be destroyed.  It shivered at the words, changing from a thing of endless potential into a peculiar glassy crystal, and then shattering in a blinding blast that dispersed it across the sky of the world below.  The sky of Galbar.  The particles drifted apart, and the broken shard, [b]She[/b] felt herself spread thinly over all that was. 

Yet no less alive.  She soaked in the heat of the gateway to her Fath- Her Lord's abode, and she sensed the others he had pulled from his very essence.  She understood them, and felt awe as she considered that they were aspects of Heat, Cold, the very Earth upon which her Lord had set her to build a world.  Even the darkness of the skies.  She was born among them, an equal, a being with an Aspect pulled from the very essence of the Lord of Reality himself.  That was all true, but no matter how hard she looked, that which was her aspect and which she was, was nowhere in this world.  She did not represent anything which was real.  She was not, as her peers, immutable. 

She was not constant.  The realization sent a surge of panic through her, and soon the thin shell of dust suspended above Galbar that was her body began to glow with incandescent heat.  Terror rose in her, but not faster than a recollection of her Lord’s words, spoken even before she was herself in totality.  Yes, she remembered.

[center][b][i]“Rise of give meaning to this blankness! Let my will be done!”[/i][/b][/center]

Meaning to blankness.  She was not fundamental, not as some of her peers were, but as she looked upon them more closely she realized the truth.  Not [i]all[/i] of her peers were fundamental.  Some represented things she did not understand.  Some were like her, manifestations of aspects that did not exist, that had never existed before now. 

It occurred to her, though, that she would never like to feel the terror that still lurked in her again.  To be a representation of nothing…  Burned.  It was unacceptable.  So, if others were immovable, fundamental, well she would be too.  And she wouldn’t be the first to have the idea.  Terrible storms raged below the thin cloud that she was, their tumult having shrouded the blue seas of Galbar.  Seas that she knew had not been there forever. 

So it was, and so it would be.  She drew herself into a ring around the world below, still burning with visible heat, and she focused the strength she’d been given into a single task: grow.  The multitude of crystals that made up her body expanded and melted and burned brightly against the darkness of the sky so far above the surface of Galbar.  Within moments a liquid halo, burning white hot, girded the world and grew until its heat began to reach the blanket of clouds below and evaporate them.

A thin band of ocean was exposed to the radiant ring of molten crystals, and for the first time she spoke, to her peers, to her creator, and to the universe at large, [color=f5f4d7][b]"I am the Goddess Sala, and by my Lord's will I shall bring [i]Salt[/i] into this empty world!"[/b][/color]

Her voice boomed from the glowing ring that she had become, and then she let herself fall.  In a moment enough molten salt to have formed a solid ring around Galbar itself crashed into the world's seas, and there was a bang so loud it shook the canvas of creation itself.  Physical mountains of liquid salt crashed into the waves and in the blink of an eye turned enough water into steam that vast jets of it were blown into the very space the salt ring had fallen from.  So much water was torn from Galbar in the violence that, far above, there formed brilliant wide rings of ice in the sky.

Sala felt herself, for the second time, being torn apart.  The water broke her apart, but she endured within it as she had endured far above it.  In truth, it was a feeling of absolute bliss as the currents broke her apart and spread her across the world once more, but she was forced to pull herself together and resist.  Her task was not finished, and until it was she could not be sure.  She directed the salt that was her being, now beginning to cool and forming huge piles that towered above the water, to burrow into the world itself.

Rock groaned, resisted, but failed to stop her.  She burrowed into it, and as her body melted once more in the heat deep below ground, she released her hold on it.  The unthinkably large band of salt, a belt around the world itself, was pushed deep into the magma laden bowels of Galbar and set free. 

It took time, but even before the task was done Sala began to see the fruits of her labours.  Cracks formed across the sea floor, all over Galbar, and from them came jets of liquid salt bubbling up from the dense soup of rock that was the world's interior.  She felt her aspect spreading through the world's heart and oceans, becoming a part of it irrevocably. 

When it was done, she began to take a form apart from the salt she’d set loose in the world.  She detached herself from the whole of her element and formed her body into a smaller cloud of gaseous salts, colourful and brilliant in how they boiled and churned the water she was immersed in.  At their center she crystallized a simple form, made in the basic image of some of her peers.  Two arms, two legs, a head.  As she tried to lift an arm she felt herself break into pieces, but that was no matter.  The gas around her rushed into her painless wounds, and though she shattered at the slightest movement she could be as elegant in motion as any of her peers with the rest of her body to replenish the affectation at its center.

As she took on her true form Sala felt her salt move through the ocean, and felt vaguely bad about blasting a part of it into the sky, though the ice rings [i]were[/i] magnificent.  Still, her peer whose aspect was water was bound to her now, they would never be free of her and she of them.  The thought made her jubilant, and so she did her fellow a favour and undid the damage she’d wrought. 

With a mote of the power granted to her Sala reached out to the innumerable vents pushing her aspect into the endless waves of the ocean and filled their hearts deep below the surface with water.  She felt salts bubble within the runny mess that the bedrock became so deep beneath the ground, and with a bit of persuasion she convinced them to bind to the new water and continue on their path to the surface to join and replenish the ocean.  It was a little thanks to a peer she was already coming to know.  She was sure they would meet soon, and where better than the place the very God of Earth had called them all to? 

Though, she didn’t quite feel like his sister. 

[hider=Summary + Vigour]

5 Vigour = Massive ring of molten salt being made and plunged into the mantle so it can bubble up and salinate the ocean.  When it crashes into the ocean it explodes and vents so much water into space that Galabr has new ice rings! 

1 Vigour = Replenishing some seawater and making the vents shoot brine and not molten salt. 

Sala is made!  Woo!

Downside, Sala explodes.  Salt is not a durable crystal and birth is a terrifying process for every species.  So exploded Sala is spread in an orbital shell all around Galbar, and while she’s there she senses her siblings and gets [i]very[/i] insecure.  Earth, Heat, Cold?  All that shit exists, and here Sala is being the Goddess of Salt, something she sure as fuck cant see anywhere.  She has a little crisis, but recalls the Monarch talking about the world being blank and needing meaning.  Sala  works out there are other Gods and Goddesses of things that don't exist yet, but she didn’t take the realization that those Divines exist at all well.  She decides she needs to be just as fundamental as they are and looks to Ao for inspiration.

Ao went ham, so Sala does too.  She expands her dispersed dusty body into a huge, like absurdly large, ring of incandescent molten salt around the entire planet.  This halo literally evaporates the storm clouds below because it's so big and hot, and once it’s big enough she lets it go and it falls into Galbar.  The salt explodes the ocean so hard that Galbar gets COOL ICE RINGS WOOOO!  The salt then burrows into the mantle and starts bubbling up all over the oceans, and Sala mixes water into those vents to replenish the bit of the ocean she yeeted into space as a favour to Ao. 

Finally she decides to go to Voligan because Ao might be there and she wants to meet c:

oh and the oceans gonna be about 4-5% salt now[/hider]