[First Day/First Millenia] In The Beginning, there was nothing but the absence of being, light, matter, space, and time before one such entity, bountiful in His heat, and life was boundless to the shackles of time, space, matter, and being. Abva'Kalah later came to a crossroads within his essence: to live forever in the vast and empty void or to create an opulent work of art. This thought was conceived with vast intrigue in the possibilities of expending His and His balancing equal, the eternal absence, the Seed of the Void, to create a universe with Him. Through their purity, ingenuity, and endless expenditure of power shared between them, they were both in a harmonious balance. This was that of the Living Flame's grand vision: to shed his light, He crafted a sword from his tongue, and it carried His Omnipotence born from his voice, and with the sword of his fiery tongue, spoke in a great breath, "Let there be light." This sword of His tongue and the waving of a finger cleaved the abyss of vast emptiness and, by the speed of His rays, shed through the ephemeral veil, splintering Himself outwards as the embers parted from the tongues of His Living Flame, exploding out from Him in a violent array of expansion, these were the birthing pains of the stars that followed to further foster future life amongst them, the ashen smoke, vapors of His brother in equal, Scig'nuelle, formed the nebulas from which went on to further the expanse in the birthing of new infant stars, The Father Flame, once begotten this vast and everlasting growth of their eternity looked upon their perfect work, as He declared it, Good.
[Second Day/Second Millenia] Once the infinite expansion of His dominion in the stars was set, it was set to be followed like the universe's birth. He bestowed upon Scig'nuelle His first great privilege to bind time, space, and the unseen matters of eternity and weave the fabric of the universe, its cradle. The Father Flame passionately called it; Scig'nuelle followed suit, so the bounds of time, space, physics, and matter seen and unseen were formed into being. The fabrics of Light were gifted dominion over Time; The fabrics of Time were gifted dominion over fabrics of Space; the fabrics of Space were gifted dominion over the fabrics of Matter; the fabrics of Matter were gifted dominion over the fabrics of Being. In that order of harmonious hierarchy, the laws of physics were being sewn that wove together the basket cradle of the universe's boundless borders. Abva'Kalah looked upon the intelligent help of His brother, Scig'nuelle, in nurturing His creation and declared His immeasurable craft Good.
[Third Day/Third Millenia] Then, once these laws, the universe, seen and unseen, were deemed to follow. All was well, but... as the Flame stood on the banks of his creation, he longed for a craft born of Love. So, He labored; with a breath, He blew vapors of His Flame and condensed it into solid rock; he gathered the vapors of the stars expelled from them, and all together, He bound it in a great weight of mass, condensing it to such a degree, and building upon layers of its molten soil. The mound of rock, soil, and molten magma built up the gravitas of this great labor; he inspired with Love, a creation He dreamt to, very soon, foster life born from its labor of Love. Finding it not yet ready, He wet the vapors of his labor into moist clouds to rain upon the ground; such a volume rained down to cool the raging magma to solid ground into soft and fertile soil. The grass that covered the mounds dried from the bounding light of a fostering star shed upon the soft, moist, and fertile soil growing from it. Later on, The Flame, in His Grace, named this first world born of His infinite vision, Therah, and married unto it His voracious tenacity to create, and so in its birth continued suit, creating the mounts, the trees, the waters of crystalline water, and once the final touches were made, in it's shielding firmament, The Flame. The First World, Therah, kissed their breaths together of His carbon, feeding the trees and grass and, in return, fed the air its oxygen, nitrogen, and hydrogen. Making such a beautiful bride, fertile enough to foster life upon it. In completing His exuberant World, Therah in Her majesty was declared upon Her gracious nature by the Living Flame as Good.
[Fourth Day/Fourth Millenia] Then, once Therah's Grace and Purity in righteous majesty was beheld unto the gaze of the Living Flame, He generously gave His essence to Love upon this Living World. From this act of boundless Love conceived the molds sewn from the soil, their first sons. Triplets are extended from the characteristics of Abva'Kalah's Divine essence and Therah's physical majesty. They were born unto eternal existence as the centerpiece of His labor. Following suit, He bestowed the names of the First Sons. Mykhael came first, followed by Gabriaelyk, then Lucius, the youngest brother among them. Through them, the characteristics are observed from the order of their births. The firstborn, Mykhael, exuded the essence of The Father's Authority, Honor, and Strength; The second, Gabriaelyk, as the middleborn, was blessed with The Father's Wisdom, Knowledge, and Intuition; The Third, Lucius, as the youngest, anointed with The Father's gifted virtues being of which came the reflection of His Piety, Grace, and Zeal. Power, Humility, and Passion; Mykhael, Gabriaelyk, Lucius. As their Holy Father, The Living Flame, Abva'Kalah, shed a Joyful tear and proclaimed to the witness of the universe His first three sons as Worthy and Good.
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[Fifth Day/Fifth Millenia] they were incredibly blessed once the sons were given life. Being to steward the nature of their Mother Therah and build upon Her body. A grand and opulent work of their will, labor, and love. A Kingdom of exuberant eternity, majesty, and reverence. To live upon this world and grow their borders upon Her body, as family and in fellowship with Him. Kholmalechim was to be its name, a Kingdom of grand majesty, stature, and praise, a monument of the sons' creation as Therah was by the Living Flame. The Holy Eternal Kingdom of Gold and Living Fire, Kholmalechim. In the meantime, Therah continued birthing the paladins of virtue, to be amongst them as their followers and helpers to this marvel of sublime architecture. The Father crafted the material as their gifted hearts led their creative design in how it was to be built and envisioned. Mykhael, embued with Power, led the builders; Gabriaelyk, with Wisdom, forged the blueprints; and Lucius, with Passion, churned the labored hearts amongst them all to share his and his brother's glorious vision and to continue in likeness to their pias dream. Before long, the universe beacon at its epicenter, Therah, was bestowed a magnificent gift and labor of their love, a monument of vast and towering wonder, their Holy Kingdom of gold, crystal, marble, and living fire, Kholmalechim. It was created and, in its completion, beamed its light with fear and holy reverence, for this was to be their great house of many mansions, and at its epicenter, upon an overlooking mount named Nioza, was the Olympiad palace of The Father where His Holy throne of gold and gemstone, glimmering rainbows and thunderous lightning as its seat sat at its exalted center of marbled stairs and a violet velvet rug down its steps. The Living Flame in His likewise passion and humility looked throughout His sons' crafted labor of love, vision, and boundless creativity and deemed it eternally Good.
[Sixth Day/Sixth Millenia] Then, once their everlasting Kingdom of Kholmalechim was constructed, the sons of Therah celebrated in praises, as in an embrace of their praises humbly accepted their proclamations of gifting their Father of Creation the great throne, a party of wine and sweetest of fruits and finest crop of bread, was held following in The Living Flame's, Abva'Kalah's coronation ceremony, with the World of Therah, The Mother of their Nature, as their forever queen and the first three Sons of majesty, as their Princes. All was well and in perfect harmony, but... as He stood overlooking this marvelous and wonderous creation, Scig'nuelle of the Void. Humbly came forth and beckoned for meek recompense of labor. So in Abva'Kalah's gracious manor, gifted unto His brother in balance, that of the tallest and most majestic tree to enhance and call His own in the outer reaches beyond Therah's veil into the Infinite expanse of the Void. But in doing so, he gave a contractual agreement to no longer want of His Bride. Lest Great Desecration of their mutual labor in Union and Creation come upon the Universe and Life. Beseeching such recompense as this was in doing so to fill the Seed of His Void, for unlike Abva'Kalah, Scig'nuelle could not create but only bend together creation as they saw fit; He wished to be an inhabitant of something grand and tangible by sight and by touch as He was. Scig'nuelle agreed wholeheartedly with the terms laid before Him and, as such, was granted His wish. (This was the original contractual clause, "As thy wishteth, So shalt beest as thee wilt") The Personified Void possessed the marvelous tree and lept from its soil to the outskirts of the world's border of creation between their realm of Tranquility and His realm of Infinite Chaos. Once the Holy Covenant was procured, the masses declared this gracious action in their praises, Proclaiming The Father as Good.
[Seventh Day/Seventh Millenia] Then, once all their arduous labor was won with magnificence, The Father Flame, Therah, and all the stewards of the Flame rested, and in all their Peace and Serenity, The Flame viewed the extent of His vision as He proclaimed this work of His to be, Perfection everlasting.
This was the telling of 7,000+ years that preceded the completion of the first world of Therah's creation, the creation of the Universe at large, and the birth of the Princes of Divinity, Mykheal, Gabriealyk, and most importantly, the original purpose of Lucius, before a grave mistake that brought forth the folly of creation to fulfillment. What follows will begin the tale of how the once most gifted of the Divine Princes of Promise then turned to be born again as The Eternal Tyrant of Treachery with the cataclysm of desecration that followed in his wake, an uproar of brethren against brethren, resulting in the Holy War of Therah, when evil and darkness wrought the universe. This is the Tragedy of Lucius, the Legacy of The Arbiter creation story.