[h1][center][color=gold]The Dawn of Galaxor[/color][/center][/h1]
[h3][sub][center][color=gold]Hero Chronicles - Prologue[/color][/center][/sub][/h3]


"Time" passed and a tiny planet appeared in Galaxor's vision after leaving the Eidolon to their scheming.

Smiling, the Hero Maker flew as fast as he could to it, thinking mortals have been made by other divines already. 'Alas upon arriving, he realised his mistake. The planet was far from being done. No life of any kind. Nothing worthwhile for the mighty divine. 

Where he landed on the planet, he noticed a massive crater and inside it, tunnels. Many, many tunnels. He followed the tunnels for a bit until he felt the divine essence of Roxalag and shook his head. Galaxor thought this wasn’t the right time to meet the divine again, after all, he needed more time to train before they would meet again. That meant that Galaxor had to simply do the most sensible thing, go in the opposite direction. 

Arriving at the end of the tunnels, amidst a large pool of molten magma. Touching it slightly with his finger, the magma froze over Galaxor’s finger and that’s when the God of Heroes was struck by an idea. Taking a deep breath, Galaxor started to laugh. Laugh and laugh. Louder by the “second”. The cave where he was in, while initially just vibrating until the soundly onslaught, eventually gave way. 

Exerting all his godly strength, Galaxor skillfully triggered a controlled cave-in above the seething magma pool. Through a combination of his immense power and manual effort, he sculpted an interior cave that extended an impressive 50 metres in both directions with a magma pool in the middle. 

He then continued working on the cave, making small rooms for creatures of a maximum 4 metres tall, using his thumbs. Taking a fistful of magma, he moulded it into a make-shift throne where a creature could sit on. 

Punching a few holes in the ground, he put some of his divine liquids inside the holes and made sure the walls were connected to the magma pool for the liquids to always be very hot. Enough to take a bath, for the holes that sat at the end of the cave or cook something for the holes closer to the magma pool. 

Just ready, Galaxor realised something was missing from the walls of the cave. Something important. Something…HEROIC! Using some of the magma and his little finger, Galaxor started to paint on the walls of the cave images of…himself in different locations, doing different heroic tasks such as killing a monster or jumping a pit without a bottom.

There was only one problem with this. Drawing wasn’t one of his talents. Crude stick figures and other random shapes were left on the walls of the cave. Of course, that wasn’t how the heroic god saw it. 

When he was eventually done with his “artwork”, he took a deep breath and prepared the cave for the inevitable big-bang. The start of this universe and the start of HEROISM!



[hider=Summary]Galaxor discovered Galbar. He sculpts a hidden cave within it, filled with creature comforts and adorned with his own "heroic" artwork. The stage was set for the birth of a universe and the creatures that will live within it. .[/hider]