Well this chap appeared only cuz adiwsp asked once (chap 80 or 90, not sure now) about smth that would describe the nature of goddesses. So, here it is. As I recall about 10 chaps later he made yet another request, and as he is the only one requesting, he will get his pleas done... For I am a merciful god…

At the beginning – there was a Madness. Madness, for it was to chaotic to was even called chaos. By chaos we mean lack of order, but the Space before goddess influence, was denying all laws of nature and gravity. The flames were appearing in thin air and after a second freezing. Rocks were shattering as they hit water and wind was never peaceful blowing even everlasting Leviathans away.

From the madness She was born. The one we praise under name of Aira. The mother. The giver of life. She calmed down Madness and setter laws. She was the one who calmed down winds, who told the fire the burn as long as it has fuel and to generate heat, she set a rocks as foundation of the world.

She also divided Light from Darkness as she created Sun and Moons. Yet, as she was lonely and her job of keeping Madness at bay was overwhelming her, she bring new perfect life. She used the powers of Sun and Moons and thus casted into existence her sisters, Luxia and Heira.

Sister loved each another and joined forces while banishing madness – reorganizing them – creating a world as we know.

Via powers of Order and Chaos, which twins possessed they forced into existence their servants – angels and devils, they solider, helper, workers, slave and worshipers.

Yet the difference between sisters characters became visible.

Aira casted earth and allow her sisters to bend it to their wills. Luxia created mountains, that reached almost to the sky, as if monuments for her own glory, which after Heira filled with fire and lava, creating volcanoes.

Aira given sister the water – Luxia put it high in the mountains, so it could flow down peacefully, creating rivers that cut through the ground. Yet Heira did not view those ass beautiful, as to peaceful, so she joined dozens of rivers together, gave them same estuary, creating sea and oceans, that as wind blew caster violent storms.

And as mighty fight among each other, those who are weak suffers. Servant of goddesses – Angels and Devils, as they never fully knew what they goddesses truly desired, they started fighting against each other.

The war began as Aira was not aware of it, as she was busy with other divine duties of calming the Madness. The war lasted for millennia’s, which in eyes of goddess was like blink of an eye, the catastrophe which occurred as mother took her gaze off her children for split of seconds.

The wars battled the world they created so carefully, as Aira was back, and saw what happened with the world she treasured so much, she lost herself in anger. Even as war was finished with draw by itself, in grief and madness she banished as Angels as Devils from this world, telling her sisters to create worlds of her own for theirs unruly children.

As Heira and Luxia were busy with creating Heavens and Hells for their children, she began to cry over the world she lost. Her tears fell on the earth, so full in sorrow and mana, that they began to grow by themselves. As if to comfort the goddess, the world turned green as nature emerged from earth, fire, wind and water. This is where the Life he know took its origin. After the plant, goddess in her mercy casted into living animals.

By giving life to more and more creatures and being, her own knowledge expanded. She was bringing into life more and more complex beings. And then she created humans. As time passed, and goddess, and later deities that were casted into existence, got curious about Life, the greatest gift of Aira, they began, by her permission, began to experiment with that, they gave rise for the other races, Elfs, Orcs, Demons, Dwarfs, Beatkin and many, many more.

May our prays be heard by Aira, the most powerful of trinity, the giver of Life, Tamer of madness. May your mercy never be forgotten, you who wields the faces of child, of lover, of mother and grandma. You, the huntress and prey. For you gave beginning to dusk and dawn.

May this manuscript forever and ever praise your glory.

The head of Druid Circle of Deer House,

Malgroph Swiftrunner, First of his name