Gods. Godly Assembly. Part I
Gods.
Beings whose names echo throughout the universe. Creators, rulers, and guardians of countless worlds, they steer the fate of mortals and maintain the balance of existence. Among them are many kinds—gods of war, fertility gods, sun gods, kingship gods, and countless others.
But they all have one origin: the Allfather and the Allmother, the two highest beings who, eons ago, created the first gods from the vastness of infinity.
Since the beginning of time, many of these gods have returned to the Akasha, the realm of eternity—and new ones have been born. But one thing remains unchanged:
The Allfather and the Allmother are and always will be the origin of all divine existence.
But where do these mighty beings dwell?
Their domain is the heart of the universe, “Empyreon” — a planet crafted from the pure magic of the highest gods, unchanging and eternal. Here, the gods gather, here new legends are born, here the fate of worlds is decided.
Godly assemblies.
You ask, what is that?
These are gatherings that happen cyclically—at different times in every universe. A moment when the fate of worlds is decided by the celestial powers. But today, my child, today begins the great assembly of the gods of the universe “Zerion”.
All summoned gods are required to attend Empyreon. There, in the Halls of Eternity, they must give a report of the fate of the worlds entrusted to them. For it is tradition—no, it is law—that each god is responsible for a world, guides its fate, and protects its inhabitants. But not all planets flourish under the care of their divine guardians.
What happens to those who fail? Their judgment is rendered before the highest of gods—and mercy is not always an option.
Empyreon fills.
Divine beings from all corners of the universe gather in the great halls. Among them, Anubis, the guardian of souls; Aton, the god of the sun and creation; Geb, the god of the earth; Osiris, the wise goddess of fertility; Ra, the radiant sun god; Ptah, the almighty master of crafts; Isis, the protector goddess; Horus, the god of light; Hathor, the goddess of love; Nun, the lord of the primeval waters—and finally, Sylver, the goddess of war.
Here, at this sacred place, where even the stars fall silent, a story begins that will change the fate of the worlds.
All summoned gods now stand before the towering throne room of Empyreon. The hall, a monument of divine power, is so vast that it feels like it could hold entire worlds. Columns, shaped from pure stardust, stretch out into infinity, while the shimmering sky above reflects the universe itself.
One by one, the gods enter the holy space, reverently bowing before the highest deities—the Allfather and the Allmother. Sitting upon their immense thrones, surrounded by divine light, they radiate a power that surpasses anything even gods can comprehend.
A brief glance, a barely noticeable nod—and with a slight breath of their divine power, space and time themselves seem to unravel for a moment. In the blink of an eye, the gods are gone.
When their perception returns, they find themselves in the assembly room. A profound silence fills the air.
The room itself seems to stretch infinitely in all directions, yet in a strange way, it also feels familiar, contained. In its center stands a grand, round table, made from an essence older than time itself. Each god takes their seat, the light of stars reflected in the smooth surfaces of the walls.
And then the reports begin.
The room fills with the gods’ stories as they recount the progress of their worlds. All seems well—peace reigns, and the gods proudly display the positive developments of their planets. But when Osiris’ turn comes, the atmosphere shifts.
In a calm voice, she begins her report. She speaks of fertility and bountiful harvests on her planet, of the wisdom and prosperity she has brought to its inhabitants.
But in her eyes, a shadow flickers, something no one can quite grasp.
Osiris deliberately hides what is boiling beneath the surface.
