In the beginning, there was nothingness, and the Crystal. And from the light of the crystal sprang All That Is, and a world of Gods, that they called in their holy tongues: Vana'diel.
Vana'diel is our Holy Mother, and the gods are blessed to walk Her and breathe Her air; never forget this, my kittens!
The colors of the crystal's light shaped gods and goddesses, and they were as children on the Mother, and they rejoiced to live and be alive. Fire-spirit and Air-spirit; Wood-gods and goddesses; the lords of rivers and lakes, and the demons that live in lava and lightning. But in time, the gods and goddesses fell into a deep sleep as the memory of the crystal's light-song faded. They lie elsewhere now, my kittens, and are dreaming of this world and their own plane.
Ancient peoples descended from the gods, and they were like Humes and called themselves Zilarts and Kuluu. And they fought each other and tore the world apart, and the Kuluu called on the gods to awaken, and the five gods of the earth responded. They were able to destroy the Zilart, but Mother Vana'diel was enraged, and cast down the Kuluu as punishment.
That's when we appeared, kittens, and the other four races. Mother Vana'diel has given us Herself, Her world, Her body, Her being, to enjoy and give to our own kittens. We look forward to the day when the sleeping gods awaken at last, and Mother Vana'diel is at last one with all of her children!
-Priestess Hypatia's writings on Creation, as recorded in Tsahya-
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