At the beginning of time, the world was once peaceful until one of the gods fell from the favor of the heavens. Falling into the lands of the mortals, his heart was stricken with grief and resentment towards the gods whom he believed betrayed him.
The wrath in his heart grew and turned into darkness.
In the land of mortals, he reigned.
He incited war, and conflict, causing chaos and mayhem in all the land. He instilled greed, whispered wickedness in people's ears, and led them to worship anything but the gods he loathed.
At the peak of his madness and terror, the gods finally had enough. Before he could destroy the world that all the gods created in harmony, they descended to subdue him. But alas, even when the holy war was won, the fallen god was still a step ahead of them.
He left the fruit of the world's madness and darkness.
A child that was both created by the people the other gods made themselves and the fallen god.
