In the center of his existence, the place where he began was the chosen spot blown by the winds where a body of strength had formed. A pair of eyes that resembled the golden blood from which he rose. A long appendage emerged from his end as an army of smoothly aligned smaller shield covered his body, protecting him further. From his spine further had grown, rough but smooth to the touch, light but strong, and large and open. As he rose in the place where he began he searched around as the dripping golden rivers sparkled into the sky, pure energy had fallen but did not land. Stars sparkled in his golden eyes, so similar which kept him close. More energy began to fill this space but was glowing a different hue. These drops fell but glowed of blue and green.

“How strange…how two from the same source are to be different now…what is this?” he would ask as he would gather the glowing blue orbs into his hands, large and safe, long sharp tips at his fingers to protect them. His eyes examined them softly as he smiled at their glow, their young life.

“How pure they are, but with no home they are forever lost in this dark place…such as I am alone with only the stars to keep me company…perhaps…I can help them.” He would growl as he looked up to the stars who had gathered willingly. Swirling and twisting they revolved until joining together into one…their energy from joining, now hidden under their grainy cover. He would move closer to this marble of a mass and would gently sprinkle these glowing blue and earthy green souls across the landscape. Soon content as he watched them grow. How fast they learned, how intelligent they were! Amazing things these souls who had gathered in his hands. This had continued for the longest time until he grew lonely once more. The stars, and the souls…not enough for the god of strength and protection.