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In the beginning, there was nothing but primordial chaos, a thick gel of untapped potential. And then, from nothing, a bubble formed. With a flash of Light, the bubble expanded outward, leaving behind a sphere of solidified Primordial Gel.

With that flash, souls began to form within the sphere. It took millions of years for those souls to even gain a fragment of awareness, coming to know the realm they would name Avirvetar.

Three souls awakened at that moment, those who would be known as the three Elder Titans. Sia, god of Order, his sister Nel, goddess of Chaos, and Aon, god of Time.

Thousands of years passed before the souls were developed enough to truly think, to do more than just what they embodied. They took on physical avatars in the form of armored humanoid figures, so they could know each others' presence.

As time passed, they grew exponentially more powerful, but with that came boredom. They had nothing to know but each other, and nothing to see but the void. And then, they became powerful enough to see back into what made them. The Spark, a force of infinite creative potential, waiting to be tapped. And tap it they did.

Pouring entire thirds of their own souls into the magic they worked, the three Titans Created. Each Titan created two souls, reflections of their own power and essence. The children of the Elders, the Legacy Titans. Sia created May, a goddess of Life, and Liu, a deity of Frost. Nel called forth Cea, goddess of Death, and Dai, deity of Fire. Aon, finally, created Aia, god of Freedom, and Enn, goddess of Wonder.

With their new children, the Titans were satisfied for millions of years, but the novelty eventually wore thin. The Elders turned back to the Spark, and all nine wielded their souls to Create again. With it, they filled the realm of Avirvetar with matter. A pulse of pure mana flooded the realm, collapsing into cosmic embers, cosmic cinders, atoms, and, eventually, into a nine-armed spiral galaxy, each arm bearing a connection to one of the Titans.

Life flourished and thrived, but this could not satisfy the Titans. There was nothing but the order of nature, as there were no beings like the Titans, able to think. Wanting to see new paths and possibilities, the Titans took a final piece of their power, and through the Spark, shattered it beyond the Realm. This allowed the Realm itself to Create, birthing an endless ocean of new Realms, each like Avirvetar, but each so beautifully unique. This act left the Elders diminished, shadows of themselves. They hold only echoes of their original power, but even those echoes are enough to make them equal to any Legacy.

But what the Titans had not forseen was what would form around the splinters of their power. Life able to create, but also able to destroy, and to choose. Titans on the smallest scale, each their own master of their life. Sapience.

Due to this whim of chance, the Greater Titans, those created purely from the Spark, still haven't grown bored, and likely won't until the events of Ragnarok occur, where the Spark's pressure will overwhelm the veil of Avirvetar, and will return every single realm back to the Primordial Gel, to begin the cycle again.