The whispers that abound called him a god-child. A being entirely in a class of its own, an individual without parity.
The day he changed the Creation problem troubling the Blood Blessed began like any other day, except this famous child had called a meeting and the majority of the Elders were in attendance, and those that were missing were not far behind.
Every Elder was aware that the power of creation within the fingertips of everyone would become a recipe for disaster in the future if it was not carefully managed, but they were afraid of stifling innovations if they set too many restrictions on the people and not allow them to find the limits of this power.
The Primogenitor that gave them this power freely would not want them not to explore it and develop it to its full potential, anything short of that would be heresy, but they also knew that without check, this power could destroy their entire society in the blink of an eye.
