Order of St. Iestyn/Age of Creation

An account of the First Age, written down by His Eminence, Drystan Bellator of the Order of St. Iestyn, and stored in the Grand Library of Askileon.

In the beginning, there was the Universe, and all was in balance…

But the Universe was still, and void. And so the Unknowable remade the void, and created the worlds and the stars. And by His will He set the worlds in motion, and set the night sky ablaze with the light of a million stars. But the Unknowable slowly became a part of the Universe He had created, and His purpose was lost. He became the unstoppable force of change that shapes the Universe, and moves the worlds.

But as the Unknowable changed, the Universe changed with Him. As His purpose faded, the worlds too faded. And when he was finally at rest, the Universe was once more without form. But before the Unknowable at last faded fully, never to return, He cast the last of his power into His final creation, Zisa. And Zisa named the Universe, and the worlds and the stars, and all living things upon our world, and in naming them shaped the worlds anew. She gave a purpose to all things, and a form to accomplish that purpose. With purpose, change once more became a force of creation, and the universe once more came alight, and many worlds teemed with life. Zisa looked upon Her worlds, and all was well, for a time.

But in shaping, the balance had been disturbed. Chaos came into the Universe, and when Zisa at last saw it, She could not destroy it, for a force of creation may not destroy. She could not protect the worlds She had shaped, and She wept as countless worlds were consumed by the Great Devourer, left as nothing but scars upon the firmament, painful reminders of the moment the first fundamental truth of the Universe first became apparent. There is no action without Consequence, and even a Good act may be turned to Evil.

But worst of all were those worlds not destroyed, but corrupted by the Deceiver. Zisa mourned for those forever lost, for those of Her children that turned upon her, for those taken beyond redemption. But as She mourned, She knew She must protect those few worlds left untouched, and in desperation She sacrificed all but one, to shape one final thing. She shaped Her Protector and Companion. She shaped the Sentinel, the Warrior, and the Judge. She shaped Tyr, so that He might do that which She could not, so that He might protect the one world left untouched.

And Tyr fought the Devourer on a thousand worlds, and a thousand worlds were destroyed in their battle, but even He could not vanquish the Devourer. Finally He faced the Devourer on our world, and it seemed that all was lost. But Tyr knew that the Law of the Universe was His to define, and realized that the time of gods had passed. For He is the Judge, and the Judge must be even-handed. His will is Law, but Law applies to all things, and to all gods.

And so He decreed that no god would ever again intervene in the affairs of the Universe, and by this decree cast the Devourer from the world. But as the Dark Gods were banished, so did Tyr and Zisa retreat from the Universe.

And with the exodus of the gods ended the Age of Creation, and began the Age of Doubt.