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In the beginning. Empty. Nothing. Void.
Six Gods. Sprung from the elements themselves.
All at once. All apart. Throughout all space.
Lost and alone. Not even Gods are perfect.
Imroth, sprung of Time and born with Knowledge.
Energetic and joyous. All-Knowing.
They so crave to learn more. Learning or death.
They say, but sometimes they find both. Reckless child.
Kinennys, the loyal. The beastly one.
Sprung from the animals whom they so loved.
The chaotic. Right hand of the ruler.
Loyal to a fault. To the very end. Gone.
Lorché, the Mad God. The Button eyed one.
They weren’t born with the buttons. They sewed them in.
Nefir, ruler of the Gods. All Hearing.
The charming one. Long live the monarchy.
A silver tongue. And a razor temper.
Much too prideful. Best to stay on their good side.
Rindach, All-Seeing. Healer of the Gods.
The left hand. They protect the ones they love.
They panic. They heal you from the inside.
They peek at the darkest secrets in your mind.
Uero. What does this being even do?
It is unclear. Very vague. Undefined.
Master of Construction. The creator.
Something about fortune. Honestly, who knows?
Six Gods. Sprung from the elements themselves.
All at once. All apart. Throughout all space.
No one is truly perfect. Even Gods.
But these imperfect beings rule all of space.
So bow down and pay your respects. Fickle Gods.