On a nameless plain, using the remnants of the old era, a new humanity was slowly crafted.
Although he was a witness, Prometheus didn't notice at all what the material the Divine King had sent was made of.
After all, he had only ever handled the parts for making birds and beasts, and the portion used to create Silver Humanity had never been touched by others, as Mother Earth did not allow it.
With his brother's help, Prometheus's movements became swift. In just a few moments, he shaped a human. Epimetheus followed behind, endowing them with different potentials.
Some had extraordinary strength, others had keen observation, and some had swift reactions. Per the Forethinker's request, each one was unique, possessing their own strengths that were memorable.
In the end, when humanity spread across the earth, several months had passed. Prometheus lifted a small bottle, which was sent by the Divine King, the origin of life liquid "extracted" from who knows where.
