Ages of Gods

The Ages of Gods gave way to the rise of the gods of the new patheon. These godly deities rose from The Meighty Four; Llyr, Bryn, Saúle and Korganu. (water, earth, fire, and air). Is during these ages that the Primordial Gods, created Eridonia, all the living creatures, the elementals, the genies, dragons (magic) and animals and lastly, the races. And from there created the forces of nature to bring balance into the newly born world. During this process they created more gods to help them rule over the land and protect the creation.

**Primordial Gods:**

* Llyr (God of Water)
* Brynn (God of Earth)
* Saúle (God of Fire)
* Korganu (God of Air)

**The Protectors :**

* Ereshkigal (God of Nature)
* Vindra (God of the Sun)
* Lyra (God of the Moon)
* Vesper (God of the Night)
* Adetokunbo (God of Rain)
* Tiamad (God of Marine Life)
* Eun-ji (God of Rivers)
* Ashintha (God of Snow)

## THE MEETING (CREATION MYTH)

*" Hear the tale of the beginning of times when the earth met the sea and life came to start. When the young gods found what it is to have a heart.*

*Llyr Goddess of the Sea, lady of the waters, crown of the blue. Beautiful and delicate like a soft breath of ocean breeze, the goddess was young and wild as she ran with full force in gyres around the globe with her long furls of hair that moved to create the currents and the waves, her face filled with a glow of the gleams of early mornings, and eyes as deep and blue that made anyone who met them want to drown in her delights. She who had been bore by the Abyss now found herself rejoicing in fury and the newfound rebellion of laugh. That's right, laugh, a laughter that filled the silence of the nothingness with a beautiful song that travelled through the abyss to the sky and below.*

*And so that's how in the darkness a young god would hear the call of that song.*

*With a curiosity that grows like a spawn of a seed, Bryn, God of the Earth, master of land, pillar of the world. Soft warm skin rich as the dark soil that brings life, hard and reliable hands of stone, eyes gold with an array of the deepest shimmer of the gems in his guts. Flexible like clay but strong as a mountain, he walked through the dark, with force off the ground he moved from the comfort of where he had laid to follow a sound, a song, something he had never heard. With each step he molded and shaped the earth, stone crumbled, the soil shifted, broke and teared, but he did not care, his soft but chiseled face felt a breeze a hint of freshness in the air. And there, combing her hair with her fingers as her laughter moved her chest forming waves like a song, he stared, in absolute astonishment of the beauty that laid in front of him.*

*In that moment she turned and saw him, with an angry flush she stood up and ran, for her song had been interrupted and angered her like a storm. Embarrassed he stood still for he, a being of a calm nature and slow patience, did not understand her rush and swift change she had carried herself with. She, although startled at first, her curiosity for the tall shy god of golden eyes who had peeked at her but not said a word to her; What did he want? Why had he not followed? They did not depart from each other’s minds.*

*Gently the days passed as Brynn wondered how he shall converse with such a fierce ever-changing lady in a way he could have if just a moment of her time. That's when a soft voice whispered in his ear, "bring her a gift to aid the time she spends combing her hair, show her you mean well" he did not hear where it came from nor did he care, the god put his hands to work, and with porcelain and clay, patience and will to create, he crafted her a comb, and searched for her again. And so, mountains changed again, the earth crackled and broke and the soil mixed with sand until he could meet her eyes again.*

*There on the blue, Llyr as her routine dictated stopped to arrange her hair, however this time she heard; "Lady of the waters, soft and gentle as the foam but agile and strong like the storm, with your untamable hair of everlasting grace, let me share this with you to aid your time of day." As she turned to see whose warm voice it belonged to, she saw the dark face of the young Brynn. She approached and gave him a smile, there in his hands laid a delicate crafted comb. As she extended her hand to pick it up and with the soft brush of the two hands both froze in shock. For in his skin sprouts of green appeared.*

*In a tempting timid approach, she opened her hand in front of him, and he though nervous, extended his and tenderly placed his hand on hers. In that moment his skin bloomed with an electric shock of the life, change and excitement he'd been missing, and she, she felt the support she had been missing, the new places she could run that she had never seen before, she saw a steady companion for her travels.*

*And you know what happened next dear traveler? He laughed, a new sound, a new song, and she laughed too. Their combined laughter of the new rebellion, they proclaimed their newfound fondness. And with the times it grew to love as they created the earth, the water, the land, and sea, brought life to each and ruled together how to make a world that would show its creatures how much love each showed."*