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==This is a story of Time==
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'This is a story of Time.'
  
 
Before the first moment, time existed in an infinite expanse of potential. It existed not quite as an Estate for it had not began, not quite as an Angel for it had no wings, but as something aware of its nonexistence. Not being real in any way, it had little in the way of opinions or wants, but what it embodied allowed it to wait. It waited in immeasurable eons of no time, longing for the moment that would begin its inexorable tide. The weight of millennia built up behind it, just longing to be unleashed like a flood. When it did, Time would wash over all things, wearing them down with age and entropy until they would all stand or fall in the test of time. It dreamed of the many myriad things causality would create, and continued to wait, silently, expectantly, for the Beginning.
 
Before the first moment, time existed in an infinite expanse of potential. It existed not quite as an Estate for it had not began, not quite as an Angel for it had no wings, but as something aware of its nonexistence. Not being real in any way, it had little in the way of opinions or wants, but what it embodied allowed it to wait. It waited in immeasurable eons of no time, longing for the moment that would begin its inexorable tide. The weight of millennia built up behind it, just longing to be unleashed like a flood. When it did, Time would wash over all things, wearing them down with age and entropy until they would all stand or fall in the test of time. It dreamed of the many myriad things causality would create, and continued to wait, silently, expectantly, for the Beginning.
  
==This is a story of Hope==
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'This is a story of Hope.'
  
 
A single creature, unique in the Lands Beyond Creation, found his place to begin. He had weathered trials and tribulations, won prizes and favours from unnamed entities, and had forged for himself the power of his own name. Cneph took the scraps of potential and power he had gathered, and then sought his starting place for who knows how long. When he found it, he realized he had done so because before he had been looking, and now he was there. This before and after process he named Time, and it allowed a flaming dream to burn in his chest. He dreamed of a vast tree, of billions of sentient creatures living lives upon its branches, and the time it would take to build it all. He Hoped much in that time before Creation.
 
A single creature, unique in the Lands Beyond Creation, found his place to begin. He had weathered trials and tribulations, won prizes and favours from unnamed entities, and had forged for himself the power of his own name. Cneph took the scraps of potential and power he had gathered, and then sought his starting place for who knows how long. When he found it, he realized he had done so because before he had been looking, and now he was there. This before and after process he named Time, and it allowed a flaming dream to burn in his chest. He dreamed of a vast tree, of billions of sentient creatures living lives upon its branches, and the time it would take to build it all. He Hoped much in that time before Creation.
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And then he set to work.
 
And then he set to work.
  
==This is a story of Fire==
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'This is a story of Fire.'
  
 
The spark that illuminated the world began everything. Let there be light, and there was, and it was good. All Time flowed from that point forward. To begin, Cneph created the Weirding Wall. A massive blue flame crafted of the light of his own Hope and built on the fundamentals of lasting until the end of Time. This illumination allowed the Creator to see the whole of his world he had made, and standing atop the Tree in a land of pure Beauty he saw one, magnificent winged creature beside him. He had always been there, but had needed the Fire of the Weirding Wall to be seen clearly.
 
The spark that illuminated the world began everything. Let there be light, and there was, and it was good. All Time flowed from that point forward. To begin, Cneph created the Weirding Wall. A massive blue flame crafted of the light of his own Hope and built on the fundamentals of lasting until the end of Time. This illumination allowed the Creator to see the whole of his world he had made, and standing atop the Tree in a land of pure Beauty he saw one, magnificent winged creature beside him. He had always been there, but had needed the Fire of the Weirding Wall to be seen clearly.
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Being spoken to startled Cneph so much he fled Creation and hasn’t been seen since.
 
Being spoken to startled Cneph so much he fled Creation and hasn’t been seen since.
  
==This is a story of Vohu Manah==
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This is a story of Vohu Manah.
  
 
Vohu Manah awoke the other Angels from their sleep. Most had existed in some notion or another, but before Time awoke none could be considered whole. Now, each began the process of manifesting their abilities and sentience, a feat of which crafted much of the rest of the Tree in their wake. In so doing, Cneph had left a hoard of miraculous art-worshippers to finish his beautiful creation. First Vohu Manah awoke Lucifer, who claimed that he had been half-awake since Cneph had the Pride to create in the first place. He awoke mighty Micheal, terrible Uriel, wise Emmanuel and the majestic Rapheal. Taking his seat among the Arch-Angels, Vohu Manah became a leader within the nascent Host. His visions of the future always came to pass. In a world without apparent purpose or meaning (at least, not without it’s Creator), Manah represented the Hope that something better would come out of all this. The Angels rallied around him during Lucifer’s rebellion, but he still bear’s the wounds of the Morningstar’s hate.
 
Vohu Manah awoke the other Angels from their sleep. Most had existed in some notion or another, but before Time awoke none could be considered whole. Now, each began the process of manifesting their abilities and sentience, a feat of which crafted much of the rest of the Tree in their wake. In so doing, Cneph had left a hoard of miraculous art-worshippers to finish his beautiful creation. First Vohu Manah awoke Lucifer, who claimed that he had been half-awake since Cneph had the Pride to create in the first place. He awoke mighty Micheal, terrible Uriel, wise Emmanuel and the majestic Rapheal. Taking his seat among the Arch-Angels, Vohu Manah became a leader within the nascent Host. His visions of the future always came to pass. In a world without apparent purpose or meaning (at least, not without it’s Creator), Manah represented the Hope that something better would come out of all this. The Angels rallied around him during Lucifer’s rebellion, but he still bear’s the wounds of the Morningstar’s hate.

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