Faith condensed in a singular point, cosmic essence from different dimensions creating intricate layers of something bigger than words, laws that govern the universe written on a material level,this was the birth of a god.
Beings that could, peered into this once in a lifetime event, all gods gathered for various reasons be it to understand the laws or to see a new celestial divinity, even the main gods as much as sent a portion of their divine consciousness.
The baby was taking shape, a cry was heard in the world, this wasn't any normal child or a normal divinity this was a celestial divinity a trueborn, with a cry ethos was still and the universe trembled the stars burnt more fierce than ever, the sea turned blood red, concept's of chaos birthed for a split second, this was a sign of calamity
The birth was furthered with a cry but only complete with a spark as the various powers finally condensed around him a baby god was now born.
It was time for the paegon ceremony where the newborn god is assigned to parents that will take care of him like their own, mostly this determines which pantheon he later stays in and which type of god he will become
Ankalar,god of blood and constellation of the vashak pantheon in the prankhat region, also the priest chosen for this paegon ceremony
Ankalar reached into seemingly nothing and from it came a bowl he poured water into the bowl and veered into the divine secrets he drew blood from himself and from it he created a line that connected to every single god no matter where even the main gods as long as they allowed
The blood of the gods was destiny not paternity hence the connection was formed by fate not relation, the paegon ritual formed a line to all gods and whosoever line changed colour was the fated hence the new born god was left in his/her care
As the line connected to all gods ankalar muttered a chant under his breath and the universe accepted, suddenly a light shone and everyone looked into whence it came from
Agar, a god with a lean build that was full of muscle, yes he was lean but his muscular structure looked like someone had forcefully compressed a mountain into a tiny rock he was what it meant to "conceal great power underneath a tiny frame" he was the god of tacticians and sages of the elvan pantheon of the evalore region an opposite to his twin sister he represented the tactical side of war in his pantheon, his eyes shone with great wisdom he looked youthful yet tired like one ahead of his time his silky brown hair reaching his waist and his height 9 feet tall yet short for a god
The faithed one is agar, ankalar gestured for him to come up he took small graceful step like as if he was afraid of taking any lesser yet every step was taken with precision and certainty, a benefit of living thousands of years total control, the eyes of all celestials was on agar everyone was watching friends and foes, his pantheon was here and they sure were happy a new god was faithed to one of their own
Every eyes was now on agar as ankalar handed him the new born god and named him parent according to divine laws the universe accepted
Agar looked into the eyes of the child and he let a smile he said, eyes like the forest of evalore and cry louder than than the mantra of Belial with zeal he smiles and stretches like he can't wait to fulfill his part in the great plan, I see not a mighty celestial but an excited child a law happy to have ascended into a living being capable of make decisions that can cause change l, his name shall be Azphire meaning an ascension of greatness for "He is come"