Before the known universe, the very essence of existence was a chaotic symphony of dissonance and despair. Without benevolent overlords, the realm was merely a canvas for the self-centered whims of lesser gods, leaving no rhyme or reason in the fabric of life. The discordant harmony echoed endlessly, unheard and unnoticed in the vast expanse. Until the arrival of THEIR celestial symphony. When harmony was finally brought forth into the once-empty canvas, a new era of existence began.
THEY, who had manifested from the remnants of the Quondam One, found the melody of creation discordant and in need of order. To restore harmony, THEY had decreed that ten beings would be granted divine power, becoming the venerated and revered Ten Supreme Gods of Humanity. Each would be charged with safeguarding the essence of humankind, and their divine protection and wisdom would shape the course of human existence, inspiring awe, reverence, and worship across the ages.
Born of the scorched foundations of those who once held great power, was the Magnificent Icarus, the Equilibriant Dawnbringer of Order, who rose from the ashes to claim his rightful place upon the opulent throne. He was the sole being responsible for bringing unwavering equilibrium and harmony to the cosmic symphony, ensuring that not a single note deviated from the grand composition of creation. But even if you wear the sturdiest of boots and armor, you're still guaranteed to be shoved off your throne by the one above all.
Following in the path laid by her superiors, the Moonkissed Glory, also known as the Otherworldly Deity of Time, emerged to shape the course of existence. She was a sublime force, her mere touch rewriting galactic literatures and reshaping the passage of fate, guiding civilizations across the vast expanse with the grace of a celestial waltz. She is the one who governs over the realm of space and time, seemingly infinite and eternal, never to be burdened with the curse of finality. That is until envy destroyed her creations and mocked her applaud, the hourglass of precious vows shattered by betrayals from THEM.
Like a raging inferno, the Incandescent Virago of Annihilation, feared and revered as the Firebleeding Wrath, became an unstoppable force of destruction. She was a temptress of unbound fury, leaving a trail of scorched landscapes and shattered planets in her wake. With every slash of her claymore, her sole wish never tires so long as she dances with danger and carries the weight of the scars she left upon her arrival.
The fourth of the sacred entities, the Ultramarine Crystal, also referred to as the Saintly Numen of Remembrance, was a being of profound wisdom and sagacity, embodying the essence of eternal memory. In a world of dreams where prayers of virtue blended with slumber, she was a chalice containing the fragile recollections of those who had passed on. From archaic legends to modern history, she draws her power to unveil every hidden reminiscence, but though her godhood confided in her, her time was cut short, her ages now evanescent, and yet she still etches echoes in reborn mortals so that perhaps she herself would be remembered one day.
Among the boundless gardens of blooming lilies resided the Paradisal Serenity so dainty yet superlunary whose song could soothe even the most weary of souls. She gracefully danced with the hushes of serene airs surrounding her presence as she blessed the mourning prayers with equanimity. Her rare light was a beacon for the fallen, her soothing embrace a tranquil haven. Alas, in the radiance of quietude, her once devoted loyalty to THEM became a hollow shell of nothing but discontent. Forbidden to gaze at the skies, she was shackled to the abyss of the black hole before re-emerging to serve the masses of humanity. O' deity of holiness, shall your dispelled voice come to bestow your clemency upon the earth once more?
Then followed Creation, Conscience, Perpetuity, Judgement, and the Seasons. Under their profound foresight and unparalleled insight, the Ten Supreme Gods collectively seized the moment and assumed roles in the governance of the zeniths. These celestial beings, embodying the highest forms of power ruled over destiny with unwavering fairness and balance, ensuring that no single entity's will would dominate the course of humankind's existence.
But once upon a time, there was no melody — no disorder, no temptations, no rebellion. Just a simple tune.
There was Harmony, Mortality, Equilibrium, Pneuma, and Revelation. Before the Great Calamity rocked the foundations of reality, the five held supreme dominion over the stars. These ancient divinities presided over the delicate balance between life and death, chaos and order, and truth and revelation. Nowadays, their lives are treated as myths and legends, stories from a forgotten past. No one knows whether they still remain or not, but they don't dare try to find out. The story had already been said and done.
Now, a young maiden embarks on a quest to uncover her origins. With no recollection of her early days, she sought for answers, seeking a connection to the universe that she could call her own. However, little does she know that the incredible secrets and trials that would unearth on her journey will allow her to dive further into the unknown, holding the secret that her identity holds a significance far greater than she could ever imagine. The path she now treads will lead towards a path intertwined with the fate of an interconnected universe, and it will soon become clear that her pursuit is not just a search for self, but for the true history of the primordial demiurges and the reason why they fell. The truth of yore will not only shed light to her birth, but also lay bare the events that ultimately led to the real formation of the current Supreme Gods, setting the stage for the end that awaits all existence — that is, until THEY set their eyes on her.