#four divine

It was drawn to a sudden stop when Celestis unfurled her coils, releasing a flood of salty water between the mountains and finally she just wailed in shattered sorrow, her chiming voice cutting through the very hearts of the others, “Stop it! Stop fighting I beg you!” Her scales shuddered as she shivered in the rain of the storm from the cold and grief, “Please… I beg you.”

Ventanus let up the rain and landed near but was too ashamed to approach closer, their wings drooping as they looked to Terra, “Perhaps we… we went too far. Order isn’t a bad thing to have…”

He huffed and relented as well, his fur bristling in his embarrassment and shared shame, “…and some chaos is needed,” he looked at the wild mountains scattered about, the largest made by Cel’s first fall. The scene illuminated by the sun in the slowly clearing blue sky.

Where does time start? No one is sure. But the first day of space was when Celestis opened their eyes. The darkness surrounding pure nothingness, a void, and seeing nothing made them tremble in fear. Tears welled up in their eyes as they stretched out their limbs, two long wings, to try and find something. Whatever they searched for not there.

Cel closed their eyes again with a soft whimper that rang through the void, the sound of bells in an empty cathedral.

Coolness crossed over their back and Cel opened their eyes to gaze at the dim glow of nebula clouds. The colors shifting with beauty brought a smile to the young deity’s face and they flapped their wings, floating around the cold and soft nebula before flying off to make more woth calls of their voice to fill the void in joyful echoes. The void no longer a terrifying emptiness, but a blank canvass to fill with softly glowing clouds of nebula…

Hex pauses in telling the story and interjected “To be noted Celestis’ name is also the name of the moon we have now so in later texts they are referred to as The Moon and also ‘she/her’ but in the very earliest stories they are only called Celestis and have no referenced gender…”

Part 2/? of campfire story

“I will not tolerate your chaos!” He turned to the new arrival, “I will make this stable!”

They smiled with a laugh, “Chaos? If this is chaos then it’s all your fault,” they moved on this new wind under thier wings and the storm struck lightning around him.

He charged them and they started to exchange blows.

Cel whimpered and tears formed and fell from her eyes, “no… stop…” she cried again but quiet. Afraid her voice would be drowned out by the winds again anyways. The clouds caught her tears as she watched helplessly at the two new deity fighting. She curled up to cry into her coils. Sol keeping her company.

This second fight of order versus chaos lasted nearly as long as the dancing of the sky…

Hex pauses with a frown, “It’s of my opinion that must mean a long time but there is never given any clue how long or short that amount of time is and isn’t used except these two times. That and Ventanus is the only god to have a constant pronoun of they, even Tierrahnor changes from he to they and back, even once as she, all depending on the story or story teller.”

“Anger should not be our first reaction ever again. Of any of us, the only innocent party is Celestis. She is the one that deserves apologies, not excuses. And I am sorry for attacking you Tierrahnor,” Sol turned to Cel and hopped on top of her head to sit, “And I am sorry to you Celestis, for not hearing your pain sooner than I did.”

“I know,” Ventanus perked up, “Let’s make a permanent reminder for ourselves, something we can gift to Celestis? Something important to each of us?”

Tierrahnor nodded in agreement, “Then I will offer some of the earth I have gathered here…” he pulled at the underside of the plains and moutains, using his pull to form this extra into a ball instead of the flat plane he had created.

Sol, remembering he had already given away the Stars to her announced, “I will gift a way to light to this dirt ball you’ve made, it will be reflective and bright enough that my suns can make it glow when the stars are out. I’ll even put away my biggest sun so your stars can shine sometimes.”

Ventanus looked at the many pockets of water, the biggest being the pool of salty tears, “I don’t have as much to give but I will happily let this influence the water and weather here, at a lesser extent than I.”

Cel smiled as her tears had quieted and she reached out and hugged the other two gods, “Thank you. I love it, this moon has a bit of all of us now.”

With all four touching, and cheerful now, a sense of harmony spread across them and the base world we know now was connected through them.

She let them go and in turn decided to commemorate this they should make each other gifts to have closer than just the moon as well, and the artifacts of the divine were made…

Hex stamps out the last embers of his fire and sighs as the story ends, “And that concludes the creation of the base of the world we know. The birth and growth of the divine to how they are known in the remaining stories in this old book,” he kicks some dirt over the fire pit before heading into his tent…

Mod note: This is pretty much a good scale of their sizes to each other, does not mean I’ll keep to it but it is. And credit for the mlp style moon is based on mattbas’s vectors on deviant art

Sol fought with the bulky god taking hits and giving them back. Their horns and fury growing with every clash his own formed hooks to slid the other’s horns away.

The fighting threw up more mountains and carved canyons, digging out and raising the compounding rock. Slowly less dust was gathering as the farthest nebula clouds were out of his reach. But still their fighting was stirring something else.

Cel barely got up from the fall and cried for them to stop but the chimes of her voice was lost as the very air that had gathered around them turned into a gale and both the fighting deity were struck with lightning from the sudden storm.

Sol got up and abandoned the fight to go to help Celestis up the rest of the way.

The dancing of the sky around the void caught the eye of another, the being formed with the material of the clouds pulling together. His eyes narrow with his low rumble of a growl. It was still some time as he gathered up more and more dust until he had vast lands to stand atop and he called with a roar loud enough to crumble some of the mountains he just made, his pull able to snag the other deity to bring them to the surface.

Celestis crashed down with a cry but Soloris fell with a burning rage to match his fiery mane and finding the pull infuriating charged the new being that forced them down, “How dare you!” Sol’s crackling words burned thier opponents ears.

“How dare I? I am Tierrahnor!” His voice boomed back, taking the tackle and kicking him back, “How dare you!” The offended god charged and hit his horns with Sol’s, his gravity still pulling clouds of dust to grow the forming planet, “I will make this chaos stable!”

Mod note: art may not perfectly match what’s written. What’s written is what Hex is saying, visuals are more to entertain at this point lol

Extra mod note: baby gods are so cute and fun to draw omg. Too bad they don’t stay babies forever