THE BOOK OF BEGINNINGS _The Sacred Chronicle of Creation_ CHAPTER 1: Before All Things In the beginning, there was the Void. Not darkness, for darkness requires light to define it. Not silence, for silence requires sound to contrast it. Not emptiness, for emptiness requires space to contain it. There was only the Void---the absolute absence of all things, the perfect nullity from which nothing could come and to which nothing could return. Yet within the Void, there stirred something that was not-nothing. Not one consciousness, but many. Not a single will, but countless wills. Presences that did not come into being, but simply WERE. **These were the Prime Entities**---beings of pure cosmic power who emerged from the Void itself, each one a fundamental force of existence made conscious. Among them was **the Great God, the I AM, the Source of All Goodness**. He did not create the other Primes, nor did they create him. **They emerged together**---cosmic equals in power, yet vastly different in nature and purpose. Where others embodied chaos, destruction, or domination, the Great God WAS goodness itself---not merely good, but the very principle from which all morality would flow. The Prime Entities were numberless in those first moments beyond time: **Entities of Order** who delighted in pattern and structure. **Entities of Chaos** who reveled in possibility and change. **Entities of Creation** who built and formed and shaped. **Entities of Destruction** who tore down and recycled. **Entities of Light and Shadow, Heat and Cold, Growth and Decay**---each one necessary, each one a fundamental force of reality. And the Great God---the Entity whose very nature was goodness, law, and perfect order. For a time---though "time" is a mortal concept inadequate to describe that epoch---the Prime Entities coexisted. Some in harmony, some in tension, but not yet in open war. And the Great God, moved by his nature to create and build rather than merely exist, spoke the First Word: _**"LET THERE BE."**_ CHAPTER 2: The Birth of Reality When the Great God spoke the First Word, other Prime Entities who shared his creative nature joined their power to his. Together, they wove reality into existence. Not gradually, as a seed grows into a tree, but instantaneously---the very fabric of space and time bursting forth from nothing, shaped by the combined will of cosmic powers. **First came Light** ---not the light of sun or star, but the Light that is the opposite of the Void. Pure radiance, conscious and alive, knowing itself to be good because it reflected the Great God's nature. **From Light came its necessary shadow, and from the interplay between the two came Dimension** ---the concept of "here" and "there," of distance and nearness, of inside and outside. **From Dimension came Duration** ---the first moment, which created the possibility of a second moment, which birthed the river of Time that would carry all creation forward into futures yet unmade. The creative Prime Entities---those who delighted in building---worked together in this. The Great God provided the guiding principle, the moral architecture. Others provided raw power, or shaped specific elements, or added complexity. And the Great God looked upon Light, Dimension, and Time, and saw that it was good---for it reflected his nature in something other than himself. But creation was not yet complete. For what purpose was Light if there was nothing to illuminate? What meaning had Space if there was nothing to occupy it? What use was Time if nothing changed within its flow? The Great God understood: reality needed inhabitants. It needed beings who could choose, who could grow, who could create their own meanings. But not all Prime Entities agreed. CHAPTER 3: The Question That Split the Cosmos For a time, the Prime Entities worked together---or at least, they coexisted without outright conflict. But pride is the first sin, and power breeds pride as surely as fire breeds heat. It began with a question that should never have been asked: _**"Which of us is greatest?"**_ The Entity who first spoke these words is lost to history---perhaps deliberately forgotten, erased from memory as punishment for the catastrophe that followed. But the question, once asked, could not be unasked. And among beings of cosmic power, questions quickly become conflicts. **Hagsurium, the Arena Master**, believed that only the strong should rule. Dominion belonged to those with the power to take it. **Sorgoganis, the Destroyer**, argued that all things must end, and the greatest power was the power to unmake. **Enkell, the Enforcer of Retribution**, demanded that all debts be paid, all wrongs balanced. He saw the cosmos as a ledger that must always be settled, even if it meant eternal conflict. And others---Prime Entities whose names have been forgotten---each claimed supremacy for different reasons. The Great God stood against them all: _"Greatness is not measured by power alone, but by how that power is used. I am not greatest because I am strongest---though I am. I am greatest because my nature aligns with what SHOULD BE. Goodness is not arbitrary. Order is not mere preference. They are the fundamental truths upon which stable reality must rest."_ _"I will build worlds where beings can flourish. You wish only to dominate, destroy, or deceive. That is the difference between us."_ The other Prime Entities laughed at what they saw as weakness disguised as philosophy. **And so the War of the Primes began.** CHAPTER 4: The War That Shattered Reality The War of the Primes was not a war of armies and battlefields, for there were no such things yet. Not a war of weapons and tactics, for violence had not yet been invented. This was a war of _**pure power against power, will against will, the very fabric of reality becoming their battlefield.**_ **Dimensions shattered.** Time fractured into parallel streams. Space itself tore like cloth, creating rifts between realities that bled chaos into order and order into chaos. The Prime Entities who favored Creation built impossible structures---worlds upon worlds, pocket universes nested within universes, geometries that defied comprehension. The Prime Entities who favored Destruction unmade them as quickly as they formed, reducing complexity to its constituent elements, breaking down the intricate into the simple. Those who commanded Order---led by the Great God---tried to establish laws that would limit the conflict, boundaries that even Prime Entities could not cross. Those who embraced Chaos gleefully violated every rule, delighting in the unpredictability of warfare, finding beauty in the burning cosmos. **The War raged for eons---or perhaps for mere moments. In the shattered timeline, it is impossible to say.** The echoes of that conflict still ripple through reality: The raw magic that mortals would later learn to harness? **It is the scar tissue of space-time**, still not fully healed from the wounds the Primes inflicted upon it. The places where dimensions intersect unnaturally, where the laws of physics behave strangely? **These are the battlefields** where Prime Entities once clashed, and the damage remains. The darkness that lurks at the edges of existence, hungry and patient? **These are fragments** of Prime Entities who were completely destroyed, reduced to pure malevolence without form or reason. CHAPTER 5: Victory and Binding The War could not continue forever. Reality itself was beginning to unravel. In the end, the Great God proved strongest. Not because he possessed the most raw power---though his power was immense. Not because he fought with the most cunning---though his wisdom was infinite. **He won because his nature aligned with the fundamental structure of reality itself.** Order, goodness, law---these are not arbitrary preferences. They are the principles upon which any stable existence must be built. Chaos can destroy. Destruction can unmake. But only Order can sustain. The Great God, drawing upon the deepest wells of his cosmic might, spoke the Third Word: _**"ENOUGH."**_ **And the War stopped.** Not gradually, as conflicts wind down when armies grow weary. **Instantly.** Mid-blow, mid-thought, mid-breath---the War simply ceased because the Great God willed it so. The Prime Entities found themselves **frozen**---not in time, but in choice. They could still think, still perceive, but they could not act, could not move, could not continue their conflict. And the Great God spoke to them: _"You have proven that power without wisdom leads to ruin. You have demonstrated that strength without purpose becomes destruction. You have shown that even beings of cosmic might can fall to the oldest sin: pride."_ _"I have won this war. Not through mere force, but because my nature reflects truth itself. You may be my equals in power, but you are not my equals in righteousness."_ _"Therefore, I will establish ORDER. Not to control you, but to save reality---and yes, to save you from yourselves."_ _"Some of you will submit to this Order voluntarily, understanding the necessity of limits. You shall be called the Gods of Law and Light, and you will have your freedom within boundaries you accept."_ _"Some of you will resist this Order, clinging to your pride and your power. You shall be called the Dark Primes, the Gods of Chaos and Shadow, and you will be bound---not destroyed, for even I cannot truly unmake what the Void has birthed---but constrained, held in check by forces even you cannot overcome."_ _**"And if you persist in seeking dominion, if you continue to war against the structure of reality itself, then know this: I will oppose you personally. And that is a war you cannot win twice."**_ The Prime Entities understood the truth in his words. He had proven himself the victor. He had established himself as the dominant force in the cosmos. One by one, the greatest of them submitted. They bent their will to the Great God's Order, accepting limitations in exchange for continued existence and freedom within bounds. But some refused. **Hagsurium**, the Arena Master, the Entity of Domination and Control. **Sorgoganis**, the Destroyer, the Entity of Ending and Entropy. **Enkell**, the Enforcer, the Entity of Retribution and Balance. And others whose names have been forgotten or deliberately erased from history. These Dark Primes were **bound**---wrapped in cosmic chains forged from the Great God's will, confined to prisons that would contain their rage, sealed with wards that would prevent them from unmaking reality even if they could not prevent them from causing harm within it. They were not destroyed, for not even the Great God can truly unmake what the Void has birthed. But they were contained, limited, made manageable. **The War was over. The Great God had won. Order had triumphed over Chaos.** And now, with reality secured, he could turn to his true purpose: creation. CHAPTER 6: The Divine Children But the Great God was not alone in his creative work. From his own divine essence---not created as mortals are created, but _**emanated**_ as light emanates from flame---came his children, beings who shared his nature yet possessed their own wills and purposes. These children existed **before** any world was made. They witnessed the War of the Primes from within the Great God's protection. Now they would help him forge what came next. **Dijinus, the Firstborn** The first to emerge was Dijinus, God of Fire and Forge. He came forth like a spark leaping from the Great God's infinite being---fierce, passionate, powerful, and proud. Dijinus was fire made conscious: transformation incarnate, the power to create and destroy in equal measure. From the moment of his existence, Dijinus burned with purpose. He was not content to merely exist---he had to do, to make, to forge. His nature demanded expression through action. The Great God looked upon his firstborn and smiled, for Dijinus embodied divine power with undeniable force. But the Great God also saw the seeds of future conflict: pride, ambition, the hunger to prove oneself greatest among all beings. Still, the Great God loved his son. And Dijinus, in turn, loved his creator---though that love would always be complicated by the need to prove himself worthy. **The Three Sisters of Cognition** As the Great God contemplated the nature of consciousness---how minds would understand reality---three more beings emerged from his infinite intellect: **Knowalia, Goddess of Knowledge and Memory** - First among the sisters, she emerged already filled with all her father knew. She is the living library, the eternal record, the keeper of every truth ever discovered. Her eyes hold the weight of accumulated wisdom. **Wiszilliona, Goddess of Wisdom and Mystery** - Second to emerge, she understands what mere knowledge cannot teach: that some truths cannot be simply known---they must be experienced. She embraces the unknown, the paradoxical, the lessons learned only through struggle and failure. **Intelliencia, Goddess of Intelligence and Logic** - Last of the three to emerge, her mind immediately began calculating, analyzing, connecting patterns. She is reason itself made manifest, the force that takes raw knowledge and transforms it into understanding and application. Together, the Three Sisters represent the totality of how consciousness engages with reality. They are not merely goddesses who possess these attributes---they ARE these attributes given divine form. The Great God loved them deeply, for they were pieces of his own infinite mind walking as independent beings. These were his children: Dijinus and the Three Sisters. Gods, yes, but not Prime Entities. They were born of the Great God's essence, not emerged from the Void. They shared his nature but did not possess his full cosmic authority. They would be enough to help him build worlds. CHAPTER 7: The Forging of Solare With the War of the Primes ended and the Dark Primes imprisoned, the Great God turned to his children---Dijinus and the Three Sisters---and spoke: _"I will create a world. Not for myself, but for beings yet unmade---mortals who will possess fragments of our consciousness, who will struggle and grow and choose their own paths."_ _"But I will not create this world alone. You, my children, will help me forge it. For creation is meant to be shared, and the joy of making something beautiful should belong to all who are capable of it."_ And so began the Great Working---the forging of Solare. **The Birth of the World** The Great God spoke the Fourth Word: _**"SOLARE."**_ From nothing came a sphere of molten rock suspended in the void---raw potential waiting to be shaped into something magnificent. **Dijinus descended into its core**, and there he remains to this day. His fire became the world's living heart, the furnace that would warm the surface, stir the oceans, move the tectonic plates. Without Dijinus, Solare would be a cold, dead stone drifting through space. _"You are the heartbeat of this world,"_ said the Great God to his firstborn. _"Your fire will sustain all life. This is a sacred trust."_ And Dijinus, fierce with pride at being given such responsibility, burned brighter than ever before. **Knowalia established the patterns**---the cycles of day and night, the seasons that would turn in predictable rhythm, the laws of physics that would make reality consistent and knowable. Because of Knowalia, mortals would be able to learn from the past, build upon accumulated knowledge, trust that tomorrow's sun would rise as today's sun rose. **Wiszilliona added the mysteries**---the quirks and anomalies that would keep Solare interesting, the unpredictable elements that would ensure not everything could be calculated or controlled. She scattered seeds of magic throughout creation, giving mortals access to forces that defied pure logic, that required intuition and wisdom to master. **Intelliencia designed the systems**---how weather would form from heat and cold, how water would cycle from ocean to cloud to rain to river to ocean again, how ecosystems would balance predator and prey. She made Solare a world that made sense, where intelligent beings could study nature and understand its workings. **The Great God wove it all together**, adding his own divine touch: beauty for its own sake, complexity beyond mere function, the spark of consciousness that would allow mortals to appreciate what had been made. Together---father and children---they shaped Solare: Mountains rose. Oceans churned. Continents formed. Rivers carved their paths. The sun blazed in the sky. Moons hung like silver lanterns. Stars scattered across the darkness like seeds promising future harvests. And when it was done, the Great God looked upon Solare and saw that it was good---not perfect, for perfection would allow no room for growth, but good enough to begin. CHAPTER 8: The First Life and the Coming of Mortals When the world was shaped, when land and sea and sky were established, when the laws of nature had been woven into the fabric of reality, the Great God spoke the Fifth Word: _**"LIVE."**_ And life erupted across Solare in a cascade of overwhelming abundance. First came the plants---from the smallest moss to the mightiest tree, from delicate flowers to hardy shrubs that could survive in the harshest climates. They covered the bare rock with green, transformed the landscape from sterile stone to living tapestry. Then came the animals---creatures of every imaginable form and function. Fish in the seas, birds in the air, beasts on the land. Predators and prey, scavengers and grazers, creatures that crawled and creatures that soared. Each species was an experiment in possibility, a unique answer to the question: "What could life be?" The Great God delighted in their diversity. No two species exactly alike. No single answer to the challenge of existence. Rather, a thousand thousand variations, each one finding its own way to survive and thrive. But life, while wondrous, was not enough. For life without consciousness is mere mechanism. Animals act from instinct, plants from chemical signals. They do not choose. They do not reflect. They do not question. And so the Great God prepared to create his masterwork---the beings who would carry within them a spark of his own divine consciousness, who would be capable of knowing good and evil, and who would have the terrifying freedom to choose between them. **He would create mortals.** And the First Age began---a time when mortals would spread across Solare, build civilizations, discover magic, and begin the long, complicated dance between the divine and the mortal that would define the world's history for ages to come. CHAPTER 9: The Long Ages and Divine Expansion The First Age continued for untold millennia, with the Great God present and watching over his creation. **Dijinus remained in the world's core**, his fire sustaining all life, his forge-heart beating in rhythm with the world itself. From his essence, he created **Ishimus, Goddess of Neutral Magic**, as a companion to help maintain balance in the magical forces of the world. Ishimus was not a Prime Entity, but a true god born from Dijinus's power. **The Three Sisters walked among mortals**, teaching them the ways of knowledge, wisdom, and intelligence. Knowalia established the first libraries and began recording the history of Solare. Wiszilliona guided seekers into mysteries that logic alone could not solve. Intelliencia taught mortals to think, to reason, to build upon what they learned. **The Great God himself remained present** through the First Age and into what would become known as Ancient Solare---a time spanning thousands of years marked by the rise of great heroes, wars between gods, and the establishment of mighty civilizations. Other gods would emerge during these ages---some created by Dijinus and the Sisters, some ascended from mortal heroes, some born from unions between divine beings, some formed from concepts made manifest. But none were Prime Entities. The Primes remained what they had always been: the cosmic forces that emerged from the Void itself. The gods born in Solare were lesser beings---mighty, yes, but not cosmic in the way the Primes were cosmic. The chronicles of Ancient Solare would be filled with legendary tales: - The wars against Hagsurium and the bound Dark Primes who still sought to break free - The rise of the Walker bloodline and their heroic deeds - The battles against dragons and demons - The emergence of powerful mortals who would themselves ascend to divinity CHAPTER 10: The Coming of Perserphina During the long age of Ancient Solare---somewhere around Year -1043 Before Arkular, while the Great God was still present and ruling---there emerged a being unlike any who had come before. She was: - **Half-mortal and half-divine** - born of a union between the Great God and a mortal woman - **Half-human and half-nymph** - her mother carried both bloodlines, giving her a unique nature - **A warrior and adventurer** who walked among mortals as a rogue and fighter - **One who experienced life, love, loss, and death** as mortals do - **One who died and was reborn** with full divinity - **One who understood both mortality and divinity** in a way no other god could claim Her name was **Perserphina**. The Great God had fallen in love with a mortal woman who was herself half-human and half-nymph. From their union came Perserphina, who would walk as a mortal for a time, experiencing all the joys and sorrows, triumphs and failures that mortals face. She adventured across Solare. She fought monsters and helped villages. She fell in love multiple times. She made mistakes and learned from them. Her beauty was so profound that warriors would pause in awe, yet she remained authentic and unashamed---her nymph heritage meant she had no mortal modesty, preferring nudity as natural rather than shameful. She learned what it meant to be mortal: to fear death, to treasure each moment, to understand that time was precious because it could run out. And when her mortal life ended, **she died**. But the Great God had always known this would happen. On the third day after her death, he descended and placed his hand upon her heart, speaking words in the language of creation itself. **Perserphina opened her eyes**---no longer merely mortal, but clothed in full divinity. She had died and been reborn. She understood both sides of existence in a way no other god could claim. **The Rise of the Great Goddess** Through her adventures and heroic deeds during Ancient Solare---fighting alongside the Bronze Warriors and Dragon Warriors, being captured and nearly corrupted but finding redemption---Perserphina proved herself worthy. Around Year -1043 Before Arkular, her redemption marked her rise as the Goddess of Solare. The Great God watched her journey with deep interest. He saw in her what he had hoped to see: someone who could bridge the gap between divine and mortal, who could love creation not from distant perfection but from intimate understanding. And when she had proven herself through sacrifice and redemption, when she had shown that she could rule with both strength and compassion, justice and mercy, wisdom and humility---the moment came for the Great God to depart. CHAPTER 11: The Divine Departure The Great God understood something profound that even the other gods struggled to grasp: _**a perfect being cannot relate to imperfect creation**_. His presence in Solare created inescapable problems: When perfection walks among the imperfect, the imperfect cannot truly grow. They become dependent. They look to him for every answer, every decision, every validation. How can mortals learn to stand if a parent never lets them walk alone? How can they develop moral courage if the embodiment of morality makes every decision for them? How can faith have meaning if the object of faith stands visibly before them? **The Great God realized: to save his creation, he would have to leave it.** **The Choice That Split the Heavens** When the Great God announced his intention to withdraw, Dijinus stepped forward, flames barely contained: _"Father, I am your firstborn. I existed before Solare. I dwell at its heart. I have served faithfully for ages uncounted. By every right of lineage and merit, if you must leave, let me rule in your place."_ The Great God looked upon his firstborn with both love and sorrow: _"My son, you are mighty, and you have served brilliantly. But you see mortals as lesser beings---admirable perhaps, useful certainly, but not as equals. You would rule them as subjects, not guide them as partners."_ _"More importantly, you have never been mortal. You cannot truly understand what drives them, what they fear, what they need. You know power---and power is valuable---but Solare needs more than power now."_ Dijinus's fire flared white-hot, but he held his tongue. The Three Sisters bowed their heads, already knowing what their father would say: _"And you, my daughters, each brilliant in your own way---you too have never walked in mortal shoes. Knowalia, you would seek to control all outcomes through perfect information. Intelliencia, you would solve all problems through logic alone, forgetting that mortals are not always logical. Wiszilliona, you would leave them to struggle overlong, believing all lessons must be hard-won."_ _"No. The one who will rule Solare must understand mortality from the inside. Must have experienced loss, failure, growth. Must love mortals not as creations, but as kindred."_ He turned to Perserphina, who stood silent, hardly daring to breathe: _"You have been mortal and divine. You have died and been reborn. You carry within you both the unlimited perspective of godhood and the urgent, precious understanding of limited time."_ _"You alone can rule with both strength and compassion, justice and mercy, wisdom and humility."_ _**"Therefore, I name you Great Goddess of Solare. You will guide this world in my absence---not as its master, but as its steward."**_ Perserphina fell to her knees: _"Father, I am not worthy---"_ _"No one is worthy,"_ the Great God replied gently. _"That is why you are perfect for this role. You will never forget your own unworthiness, and that humility will make you a better ruler than any who believe themselves deserving of absolute power."_ _"Dijinus---"_ and he turned to his firstborn, who stood rigid with barely controlled rage, _"---I know you feel slighted. I know this seems unjust. But one day, you will understand why this had to be. Until then, I ask you to trust me, as you have always trusted me."_ Dijinus bowed stiffly. His voice was ice over magma: _"As you command, Creator."_ But in his heart, the fire of resentment began to burn---a flame that would never fully extinguish. **The Final Words** Before he left, the Great God spoke one final time---his Last Teaching to the mortals he loved: _"I have given you a beautiful world. I have given you the capacity for goodness. I have given you the freedom to choose."_ _**"Now prove worthy of these gifts."**_ _"Build civilizations that honor truth. Create beauty that endures. Love one another despite your differences. Choose courage when fear would be easier. Choose mercy when vengeance seems justified. Choose sacrifice when selfishness seems rational."_ _"I do not promise that your path will be easy. I do not guarantee that virtue will always triumph immediately or that evil will always fail quickly."_ _**"But this I promise: GOODNESS IS BUILT INTO THE FABRIC OF REALITY ITSELF. In the long run, in the ultimate reckoning, love is stronger than hate, creation more powerful than destruction, hope more enduring than despair."**_ _"This is so because goodness is not arbitrary preference---it is the echo of my nature woven into the cosmos when reality itself was born. I am the Prime Entity of Goodness, and my essence permeates all that is."_ _"Live as if this is true---and you will MAKE it true."_ _"I leave you now. But I do not leave you alone. You carry within you a spark of my nature---conscience, the ability to recognize goodness when you see it. Trust this gift. Follow it. And you will find your way even in my absence."_ _**"Farewell, my children. I love you too much to remain."**_ And with that, the Great God withdrew---returning to the cosmic realm where Prime Entities dwell, perhaps to watch from afar, perhaps to battle threats beyond mortal comprehension, perhaps to rest after ages of creation. CHAPTER 12: After the Departure Dijinus descended back into the world's core, burning hotter than ever, his resentment fueling his fires. Though he obeyed his father's command, the wound of being passed over never healed. From his forge-heart, he continued to shape divine power, and his creation Ishimus remained faithful to her purpose of maintaining magical balance. Perserphina, now ruling from the Empty Throne that would forever symbolize her father's absence, would create as well. In the Age of Rebirth (after Ancient Solare was destroyed and remade), she would craft three goddesses from the very substance of the renewed world: **Angoria**, Goddess of War---forged from battlefield courage and righteous fury **Elandra**, Goddess of Peace and Magic---woven from hope and harmony **Lialandra**, Goddess of Healing and Skill---shaped from compassion and the drive for excellence These were not born from Perserphina's essence as Dijinus and the Three Sisters were born from the Great God. Rather, Perserphina **crafted** them, using the raw materials of Solare itself, imbuing them with divine power and purpose. Other gods would emerge over time---some created by existing deities, some ascended from mortal heroes, some born from unions between divine beings. But the core divine family remained: the Great God's direct children (Dijinus, the Three Sisters, and Perserphina) and those created by them. The First Age gave way to later ages. Ancient Solare would eventually fall---destroyed by the Withered One and his demonic forces in a cataclysmic war that left the world in ruins. But Perserphina survived. And using her incredible powers and her memories of the world as it had been, she recreated Solare from nothing in what became known as Year 0 A.R. (Age of Rebirth). She walked through the veil separating the divine world from the mortal and used her memories to recreate Solare. She purged and reshaped the continents, filling them with diverse flora and fauna. She created new races and bestowed upon them the ability to expand and construct. And through it all, Perserphina would guide---imperfectly, lovingly, stubbornly---refusing to abandon her father's creation even when darkness threatened to consume it entirely. For she remembered what it was to be mortal. And mortals, she knew, deserved a goddess who understood them. _**The First Age ended. Ancient Solare rose and fell. The Age of Rebirth began.**_ _**And Solare, for better and worse, was now truly free.**_ --- **Timeline Summary:** - **Before Time:** The Void. The Prime Entities emerge---including the Great God, Hagsurium, Sorgoganis, Enkell, and countless others - **The War of the Primes:** Cosmic conflict among the Prime Entities. The Great God emerges victorious and binds the Dark Primes - **Creation of Divine Children:** The Great God emanates Dijinus and the Three Sisters from his essence - **Creation of Solare:** The Great God with Dijinus and the Three Sisters forge the world - **First Age:** The Great God rules, mortals spread across Solare - **Ancient Solare (Years -4044 to -1 Before Arkular):** The Great God still present, great heroes arise - **Year -1043 Before Arkular:** Perserphina's redemption, she becomes Goddess of Solare - **Shortly After Year -1043:** The Great God departs, leaving Perserphina as Great Goddess - **Ancient Solare Continues:** Eventually destroyed by the Withered One (Anam) and his forces - **Year 0 A.R. (Age of Rebirth):** Perserphina recreates Solare from memory - **Current Ages:** Solare continues under Perserphina's guidance --- _--- End of the Book of Beginnings ---_ _Thus ends the Book of Beginnings, now corrected to honor the truth:_ _That the Prime Entities---including the Great God---emerged from the Void together, cosmic equals in power though vastly different in nature._ _That the Great God is the Prime Entity of Goodness itself, from whom all morality flows._ _That he won the War of the Primes not through mere strength, but because his nature aligns with the fundamental structure of stable reality._ _That Dijinus and the Three Sisters (Knowalia first, then Wiszilliona, then Intelliencia last) were born from the Great God's essence before Solare was made, and helped forge it._ _That the Great God remained present through the First Age and most of Ancient Solare._ _That Perserphina emerged during Ancient Solare while the Great God was still present, walking first as mortal, then ascending to full divinity._ _That the Great God departed only after Perserphina had proven herself and become the Goddess of Solare._ _And that Perserphina later recreated the destroyed world in the Age of Rebirth, crafting new goddesses to help guide the reborn Solare._ _May those who read this understand: the cosmos is vast beyond mortal comprehension. The Prime Entities are forces that predate worlds and will outlast them. Among them, the Great God stands as the embodiment of goodness---not merely good, but Goodness itself._ _The divine family of Solare grew across the ages, built upon the foundation laid by the victorious Prime Entity who loved creation enough to bind chaos, forge order, and ultimately step away so that freedom could flourish._ _This is the truth. This is the beginning. This is the foundation upon which all else rests._