57 - A son from the sun

RACE - KERSHINI ARCHANGEL

RANK - FIRST BODY ASCENSION

AFFILIATION - ORDER

ASPECT - PROTECTORS OF THE REALMS

RULE - HERALDS

RACIAL AFFINITY - POSITIVE EMBODIMENT

CREATOR - ERLEZOS ERIZOS

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RACE - KYRATK DEVIL

RANK - FIRST BODY ASCENSION

AFFILIATION - CHAOS

ASPECT - RAMPANT

RULE - HERALDS

RACIAL AFFINITY - NEGATIVE EMBODIMENT

CREATOR - ERLEZOS ERIZOS

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I nodded in appreciation at the general description of the two new races. Ideas began floating in my head yet again as I glanced pass the cocoons to the galaxies swirling down below.

"Soon. Soon". I muttered tightening my palms into knuckles. Then swiftly I raised my creation module up looking at the list I made. There were many things installing my initial intent to make a planet.

While I could always hurry amd set it up it would be next to imperfect and would also need adjustments. But now with the Kershini and Kyratk it could go faster.

Plus I could also focus on something even more important than stretching out my reach.

Yet I knew my work wasn't done as I watched the Azkolves float up to me and stand a few meters back in a group while mumbling amongst themselves. But as I watched them I noted something important.

" Clothing and probably armor".

The Azkolves had been undressed from day one. None of them or even I had thought anything of it's since they were covered in fur but looking at them and seeing some unneeded sights I realized it needed to be done.

"I can't do all this myself." I mumbled.

Having all this sidetasks derailing me wasn't favorable at all.

The list of things to do now was piling up making him exhausted, a feat astonishing for a god. While his inner voice had already taken some matters into his hand like handling the humans of Fiarin if he was honest he had forgotten about and setting mini systems for things that would take their attention.

Yet it wasn't enough as he realized work was piling up.

"I get it now." he yelled out annoyed startling the Azkolves behind him.

'This is why gods are made isn't it?. The workload is to much. ' he thought.

[FIGURED IT OUT?. NO MATTER HOW POWERFUL AID IS ALWAYS NEEDED AND NOT JUST IN WARS. ]

[THATS WHY BIG YOU ALWAYS FIND GODS OF THIS AND GODS OF THAT. NO ALL-FATHER HAS THE TIME TO LOOK INTO EVERY SINGLE FACET OF CREATION. ]

"You couldn't tell me earlier?"

[ALL SEEING DOESN'T MEAN ALL DOING. SOME GODS DON'T EVEN SEE ALL]

"F**k this"I mumbled.

" Keep an eye on them." I ordered the Azkolves who nodded feeling rattled from my outburst of frustration.

Shooting past the group I flew down in a blur of gold and white as I headed straight for Atlas Halo. It was all annoying, being a god was supposed to be fun but it turned out to be dangerous, and stressful. I felt like I needed several copies of me to complete all this tasks.

Halting right above the galaxy in-between the hulking form of the titan holding the chains of stars I stared down at the core of it all.

'Dustroz'. It was the first thing I made in this once black expanse alart from my body, his light paving the way and simultaneously starting the war that my Azkolves would now continuously fight as well as the Kershini and Kyratk.

It was the beginning of everything that signified this entire multiverse.

"You'll be fitting" I muttered to myself. Then I dove down dropping my now 16ft body into the galaxy and straight to Dustroz. Once I had collapsed into it I looked around before floating straight to Dustroz. All around me I noticed things I hadn't noted before.

There were subtle movements of energy within the energy chains held by the Atlas. The stars served as a core for this entities as the revolved around them never leaving a set diameter.

"What are those. ?"

[I. WE DON'T KNOW]

"Oh it's we now ehh" I sassed rolling my eyes. But quickly I forgot both the comment and my reason for coming as I floated to the closest star watching the revolution of the energies around the burning hot gases.

As I watched the little white things I scrunched my eyes. My senses, Deific sense a godly version of the nerfed form Minders reach could feel the energy. It felt familiar like energies I had felt before. I could barely place.my hands on it.

"Those, are those..." I scratched my head seeming the correct word as I stretched out my divinity to feel the energy.

I reeled back suddenly in shock as all of them turned to my divinity suckling at it instantly. I felt the little divinity sent out fade away from my grasp.as the little energies absorbed it then mot finding more returned to the star.

I watched as more shocking the star shook a bit amd increased in size releasing more of the white energies floating around it.

"Is it feeding with those?" I asked shocked.

[INFACT IT IS. THEY ALL ARE. ]

[THIS FEELING ITS THE SAME AS YOUR...]

[DAMAS]

"Damas!"

"How the hell did my blue blood affect it?"

[I DONT KNOW BUT IT SEEMS THE ENERGY IS ALWAYS GROWING ALWAYS FEEDING OF ITS LATENT HEAT TO INCREASE. YOUR DIVINITY JUST PUSHED IT FASTER. ]

"What happens when it gets too big?" I asked.

[BANG. LITERAL BANG]

"Wait. Explosion or..."

[NO. BOOM. LIKE BANG BOOM. ENOUGH ENERGY COMPRESSED CAN LITERALLY FORM A NEW GALAXY]

"In essence. Automatically forming galaxies." a grin was stretching on my face.

[SLOW DOWN. IF YOU INTEND ON USING THIS YOU'LL NOT BE COMTROL OF THE DESIGN OR SHAPE OR..]

"Who cares. If I spend all my days creating each galaxy I'll die an old man]

[THAT'S NOT EVEN POSSIBLE]

" Some look down on boredom"

[...]

"How do I control all this to not affect the current galaxy. Wait won't the other galaxies have such an effect too. If so that means I'll have a continuous rebirth of galaxies. "

[THE BLAST WILL AFFECT WHATEVER WORLDS ARE LOCATED IN A GALAXY SO...]

"I simply have to separate them before the explosions right.? See. If I leave them in place they'll just destroy whatever life I create. So it's a good thing to use this".

[...]

Erizos didn't waste a moment as he turned away and moved back to Dustroz his frustrations now gone. Thinking about how he could work on it all to benefit him.

Pull it up the list he wrote in a new line as he looked around and stretched his senses to the edges of the Atlas Halo. Getting the correct number of stars with the phenomenon he listed it down in his tab before turning his attention back to the silent large sun that was his first true creation.

Everything else had been evolved or mutated further, from the Whitehopper, to the Azkolves. All.had been touched by his divinity and foreign to his world too.

But Dustroz was different. It's materials were taken from his realm and still condensed to it's rawest form of overbearing energy. Now it burned continuously with divinity holding it's core together.

" It's time to make legends" He grinned as he sent in his energy and clasped a part of the sun's divine energy and core together.

The orb the size of a human baby's head was aflame with golden energy and fire. It burned with a heat that could have melted the stars around him if he didn't surround it with his divine energy.

Dustroz dimmed a bit it's blue glow reducing by a notch only noticeable by him. But he knew it didn't matter as what would come next would strengthen it even more.

"What now?" The inner voice obviously knowing the question was for it responded quickly.

[YOU NEED GENES]

"Genes?" his face was rumpled in a frown.

[GODS ARE LIVING BEINGS MORE SO THAN OTHER THINGS YOU CAN MAKE. THE MUST BE MADE AS CLOSE TO THEIR CREATOR AS POSSIBLE. AFTER ALL THEY REPRESENT YOU]

"Alright. Fine" he uttered raising his left finger.

[YOU COULD ALWAYS MAKE THEM MORE POWERFUL BY ADDING TWO GENES]

Erizo blinked. Two genes?. Where was he supposed to get a second gene from he pondered.

Casting his gaze to the far vestiges of the space where over forty cocoons hung and eight beings floated watching over them he frowned deeply.

"She's not a god yet. The plan was to only proceed once things are set"

[WITH ALL THE TOSSED OUT PLANS YOU HAVE AND NEW ONES IN LINE THIS SHOULDN'T REALLY SURPRISE YOU]

"I guess "he agreed his four eyes rolling while his right hand held up the flaming core.

" Time to make a son from the sun".