Vacuums are not, in-fact, empty. 

Within a solar vacuum, there are still five atoms in every cubic cm. In interstellar space, one. In the space between galaxies, a hundred times less than that, yet still there were atoms.

Here, in the endless nothingness that law stretched to its breaking point, and yet, in all of non-existence, there had still been three. Only three. Three insignificant remainders of the world that had been, drawn together over an eternity by their minuscule amounts of gravity, huddling together in the dark.

Had was also the key word there, because the eternal stillness had ended. Gods came or were born, and they stirred all that wasn’t, injecting energy, injecting motion. And they set those three atoms spinning. Twirling. Combining. And as they turned they gathered the dust shed by the newcomers till they were wearing a shell the size of a coin.

The coin rolled through non-existence till it bumped into the thing that had drawn the newcomers here. The Khodex. It bounced, landed on the page, and began rolling in spirals, imprinting that shape upon the parchment of reality. At first, it was random, uncontrolled, but as the power they had gathered was used, the atoms at the same time came to truly take it into themselves rather than wear it, and as they began to wield it in different ways they understood that while they where one, they were not the same.

The coin warped, center forming into three smaller disks, and then out from these disks purposeful rods extended till they reached the still circular edge of the coin. 

No.

Not a coin.

They were a wheel, and wheels spun with purpose.

What had been merely a force of motion became a force of will, as wandering spirals became a single perfect circle. One spoke was pleased with this, wishing to spin forever, and yet at the same time the other two wished for change. One broke the cycle. Then the other sent them rolling off till they found somewhere else to start spinning anew. 

And then just as the first was getting used to this new circle, they broke away again. Then again. Over and over until suddenly it became clear that they had, in breaking the circle, simply formed a larger circle out of the smaller ones. 

In that brief moment they basked in the harmony of this moment, before the two broke them away from this circle of circles and began spinning anew all over again.

They danced this dance across the Khodex and in doing so covered the parchment in circles until the breaker decided they were done. The three spoked wheel bounced off of the void again, having set the universe spinning.

In time those circles would cause seasons to bloom, worlds to shift from day to night and back, and all the celestial bodies in the heavens to play out a cosmic carousel, forever spinning until, on day, it would all come to an end again, and everything would start anew once more.

“So, now what?” asked one, the maker, spoke as it set them rolling to one side

“Now we wait. Patience is key” said another, the maintainer, as it stabilized that roll into an orbit of the Khodex 

“Wait and see what these lovely strangers do next” said the third, the breaker, as it watched and waited, ready to break the orbit when the opportune time came.

“Oh, oh, and then we can put our own spin on things!” the maker cheerfully declared, bringing the conversation full circle and giving them purpose anew.

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The last 3 remnants of the old world are stirred into motion by the arrival and birth of the other gods. They gather up the dust of those great events, and spin themselves a simple coin shaped form, which then evolves into a three spoked wheel as the three remnants build up distinct personalities and take a part of their new collective power for themselves.

The wheel then draws a bunch of circles all over the codex, giving both that shape and the breaking of its power, as well as indirectly making all forms of natural cycles, or at least the laws that will cause them to occur.

Then they bounce off the Khodex and start circling it like a shark, intending to see if there are any subsequent laws they want to put their own spin on.
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Expenditures:
-4 MP to help create the universe and fill it full of rotation, and repeating cycles, adding the power of repetition, as well as being responsible for making things spin around. Also reserve that same power to make reincarnation later once life, death, and souls are introduced.
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