''I am sorry Mother, I wish things had gone differently, but I cannot forgive what you tried to do, not yet. Perhaps some time observing this world will make me see things differently''
Tethys and Khepri went their separate ways. Khepri vanished into the wastes and despite others attempts, no one could find her, and she would emerge when she was ready. The Change Goddess retreated to the void above and danced in the stars as she had planned, but it felt strangely hollow and she soon lost interest. She decided that some new company might cure this feeling.
After searching for some time through the dark emptiness, Tethys finally found what remained of the life she had so carelessly thrown before. They still lived, thanks to Rwoos actions during the creation of the Titan, but it was a tortured existence, with them living only long enough to divide and reproduce before the inhospitable conditions overcame their adaptions. Invoking Change, Tethys willed the creatures to take on a new form, something more suited to this void.
The creatures responded to the Concept, become more and more complex. Their flesh became translucent, reflecting the light of the patterns, wings (many, many wings) sprouted from their newly forming backs and spines. Inside their minds other changes were occurring, their simple brains began to truly grasp consciousness and the subtle seed of intelligence was planted.
The Star-Seekers now had a form to suit their home. They danced in joy in the stars.
The Star-Seekers were not the only beings to be changed dramatically, for Rwoo had decided to continue to stretch the definitions of his Concept. He chose to give life to those things that already existed, rather than create something new. The gift of life was spread among many objects, and each reacted differently. Forests of stone began to grow, spreading impossibly slowly yet so resistant to the touch of time that they would never truly die. In the middle ocean water currents took on a will of their own, spreading across the ocean with a burning curiosity. Even the pale light of Tethys works was affected, consolidating into Wisps that serenely floated across the land.
One thing, however, could not be effected. The strange stone that had been worrying several Gods resisted the very idea of Life. Rwoo found he could not change it easily.
Kari had also been investigating the strange stone, and through detailed observations she discovered the source of its oddness. It contained a miniscule amount of divine energy, drawing on the power of the rift to keep the extra strength Kari had wished it to have. It would be easy to fix, but why such a thing happened in the first place remained a mystery.
The Gods of Life and Change were far from alone regarding their interactions with the beings of the world, for Ragadas was finally creating his mechanical race. He had planned long and hard in order to ensure there would be no large flaws in his creations and this planning had paid off. The Automatons were a masterpiece of metalwork, incredibly intricate and capable of both repairing themselves and even of reproducing (in a fashion). Their tough, durable bodies, immunity to many hazards and near infinite lifespan made them perfect for surviving in the still rather desolate world. The areas around the gate were colonised immediately, though scouts were quick to start exploring for future homes. Several members of the race also expressed an interested in living in the City, if their God permitted it.
The newly created people also had a bit of a shock, as their new home opened for the first time since its creation, exposing the Rift to the world. The being that emerged quickly adapted to the new reality, Seeing Existence itself.
The new variety of beings that inhabited this world inspired Kyrsaelon, who got to work on his own contribution.
High above in the void a group of Star-Seekers scattered, for the new inhabitants of the empty spaces had arrived. They were not truly alive in the traditional sense, but rather were expressions of reality, woven into the fabric of reality. They would never die, though their unique pattern would take millions of years to propagate and spread. There would never be many Leviathans, though they would always be well loved for their peaceful nature and awe inspiring appearance.
In the far reaches of the world, Hedon travelled. He wished for some isolation, the other Gods had still not forgotten about his slight mistake. To keep his mind off things, he observed the new forms of life, stepping in just before any deaths to observe the final moments. Unfortunately, this only frustrated him, it seemed that logically he should be able to grasp the Concept of Death, he was watching it happen right in front of him after all, but his mind kept sliding away from it. It seemed that finding a third Concept was impossible. With his current knowledge anyway.
In the City an artefact was being created. Its purpose was to store knowledge and history, model events and then provide all of this to any beings who accessed the library. Vigil started this off by inputting all that had occurred in the world so far, using his own knowledge and the others accounts to ensure accuracy. Particular detail was entered regarding Hedon and the Tower incident.
In an attempt to teach Ex Machina about the powers of the Gods, Rwoo entered his knowledge of Life. The machine began to work on finding a way to provide this power to mortals, though it would take a while to parse all the data.
Around Hypermnestra a field sprang into being. It flickered and distorted, smothering the area inside in Error. No other Gods influence would pass through without effort, leaving the land inside pure, to the standards of Hypermnestra at least.
Inside the field the Goddess was at work, also intent of creating a being of her own. A quick acquisition of one of the Automaton scouts and a trip to the middle ocean was all she needed to get started. Combining the automaton and filament creature was difficult, but her own Error helped to fuse them. The resulting being was odd. Vajra was not a Titan, for although she contained Life, War and Error, she had never Seen any of them. She was however, far above a normal mortal, for the (now) concentrated spark of divine from the three sources gave her great power.
Meanwhile, far in the east a grand undertaking was underway. Waves crashed against newly forming icebergs, before succumbing to the Cold and freezing themselves. Slowly but surely the sea began to freeze, a perfect circle of Dark, Cold ice, utterly smooth baring the black tower rising from the centre. During the process of freezing the sea, Kari has observed the tower, from top to deep under the waves. It seemed that it not only pierced the very crust of the planet, but also was resistant to her Godly powers. There was no way to see inside, without entering it first. An opening on the top of the tower was discovered, showing nothing but darkness and shadows within.
