"I was created anew, but I still held the memories of my past."
The room was silent as Myana recounted her memories. "When I was made anew, the lower worlds were but empty. Soon civilizations grew as they did under the old gods before me."
Myana seemed to be reliving her past as she continued, eyes glazed over. "So many futures were spread before me as I watched the races below grow and prosper. As the people grew, gods began waking up in the space around me."
"At first, it was glorious. I was no longer alone anymore." Myana smiled with joy. "The new gods were but a whisper of the old. It was as if the universe feared being destroyed again."
"I told them of the history, but many did not want to hear. They wanted to be as powerful as the old ones. And they feared the powers I controlled."
