The universe that had been birthed from the chaotic womb of creation now stretched before the Ten Primordials in all its infinite glory. Every corner was a canvas, every realm a work in progress. Time, Chaos, Fate, Space, Light, Darkness, Life, Death, Order, and Jack—each Primordial had been born from the very fabric of existence itself, each imbued with the power to shape the cosmos in ways that could not be fully understood by even their mightiest minds.
Their rise had been swift, marked by both harmony and discord. They were the creators, the protectors, and, at times the destroyers of what they had fashioned. From the moment they had emerged into being, their influence had been undeniable, their presence felt throughout every corner of the universe they now called home.
The Ten Primordials stood as towering pillars in the cosmic framework, each representing an aspect of existence so vast that no other being—whether mortal or god—could hope to understand it fully. They were not bound by the simple limitations of the physical world; they existed in realms beyond time and space, their powers extending to all corners of creation Aion, the Primordial of Eternity, whose eyes saw the full spectrum of time's passage, had been the first to shape the flow of reality. He had sewn the very thread of Time into existence, ensuring that past, present, and future were not merely abstract concepts but vital forces that allowed the universe to function in a continuous, unbroken rhythm. Nyx, the embodiment of Night and the primordial force of Darkness, had been born from the void, an endless, impenetrable blackness that swallowed all in its wake. Yet, she was not simply destruction. She was a silent, ever-present force of balance, ensuring that light never dominated completely, and that chaos could never be fully contained. She understood that in darkness, all things were birthed—growth, change, and rebirth. Lux, the embodiment of Light, represented the first spark of creation. He was brilliance itself, casting radiance across the newly-formed realms and bringing life where shadows had once held sway. The universe would be forever defined by his incandescent power, as light illuminated the infinite expanse, giving it shape and form. But Lux was also burdened with a purpose—light without balance could be blinding, and without the balance of darkness, the universe would not thrive. Gaia, the embodiment of Life, was the force that birthed the universe's living creatures, the plants, the oceans, the mountains, and the skies. She was the caretaker of the realms, nurturing and encouraging life to thrive in every conceivable form. But with her nurturing presence came a fierce protector—she could not let life be extinguished so easily. Her connection to the land was sacred, and any that sought to destroy the delicate balance she had woven would face her wrath.