Concisus Numinism/Beliefs

In the beginning, there was no time. There was only Good and there was Evil locked in eternal war. All other Gods - from Sartan to Calanthe to the pagan spirits - did not exist. Neither did that which we hold as virtuous; patience as a concept did not exist, nor did valor nor justice. They all were one being of Good, whose name has been lost to the void, who now we dub The Shattered God.

These two forces were locked in eternal conflict, until Evil, in it's deviousness, did invent time, the killer of all things. Evil then triumphed over Good, and would have found complete victory if our God did not then sacrifice itself. It shattered itself into a thousand pieces. These pieces form all of our reality; from the soil beneath us, to our own material bodies, to our immortal thoughts and virtues and philosophies to the Gods and spirits above. Once, all were one. Life begets life, and though an individual may die, his kin carry on; they will carry on his worship, they will carry on his virtue, and so our God did circumvent time. The end goal of all life is to unify all the shards of God, though many fail to recognize it. Through acting virtuously in many facets we seek both to unify the virtues and pay tribute to divinity; through worship of the gods we unify the lesser spirits, and through worship of God do we unify those false idols into truth. Through philosophy and discourse do we elevate ourselves and contribute to the higher planes.

There rest many planes: highest rest the Gods, below them the spirits, below them yet the false gods. Mixed among the spirits are those things of human construction; our virtues, our ideologies, our philosophies. Though men may die, their contributions to the higher planes are immortal and they live on there through virtuous life. Below even those false idols lie mankind, who are the sole conduit from the material realm to the spiritual.

All men may live virtuously and all men may be holy. A farmer ploughs that a nobleman may think; he serves as the mechanism through which soil, a lesser shard, is made into ideas and worship, shards of an infinitely greater magnitude. An artist turns that which is basic into that which is beautiful. A soldier does unify all mankind into a civilization, the greatest Order thus invented for mankind's structuring. The crusader does spread the faith through the edge of the blade, unifying us all, and the missionary goes where the crusader does not and he does the same.