Round 1, Turn 1 / Age of Creation
Acting God: Nascent God(?) of the Veil
Prior Power Total: 0
New Power Total: 11 (0+11)
Actions: Create Avatar (10)
Final Power Total: 1
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And before life, there was death, though it did not know yet what death was.
It came from the waters, aware but featureless, nascent, unrealized, forming. The land was smooth then, flat, as yet untouched by the hands of yet-to-be-birthed Gods or the beings that would proceed from them. It dwelled upon the shores a time, at once certain of itself (“that all this is, i am not”), and uncertain (“i know every way but do not know my own”), and questioning (“i am inevitable, but what is my inevitability? i am the end but what is an end?”) and knowing (“things will come to be, and they will not know the way, and i will show them the way and wait for them at path’s end”). And for a time, before time - for there was none to mark the clock’s passage, nor being nor process, and this new God had no concept of time on a planet with no face - it sat, as much as an identity and an idea can sit, and watched the crystal-flat surface of the unperturbed seas.
And then, God rose from its rest, after perhaps a moment, perhaps a planck-second, perhaps a billion years, perhaps the age of ten billion universes, and it had a thought. God touched the surface of the water, and the ripples broke the endless mirror, and it Understood.
This was the First Change.
And God knew that it would not be alone for long, but this God nonetheless grew lonely waiting for those who it knew would join it, and so created another, and it said to this other (“that all this is, i am not, and you are not, and you are not me, but from me, and together we shall wait for the Others.”)
And this Other was the Broken Mirror, radiant in the reflected light, split like the cracked surface of the motionless sea, which had ceased its motion over the course of the act of creation. It was given form before form was understood and therefore looked like the culmination of all potential, and it was the First Being, death-giving-life, a revelation made corporeal. It was Avatar.
And the First Being, who would not take shape until shape had been thought of, sat with God by the water’s edge, and echoed the First Change. And the Broken Mirror reflected itself in concept.
And they sat and waited. For a moment, for a planck-second, for a billion years, for the lifetimes of ten billion universes, they waited.
And Others joined them.
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//No changes made to the map, so it remains as first posted.