Long ago, a divine battle ensued. Ice against fire, dark against light. This battle surged within a goddess. All became enshrouded in a noxious yoke of mist and dust, breeding disease and decay in her dominion. Nothing could grow, nothing could live. The stench of death and despair hung thick in the air.
Watching the chaos unfold and her world crumble before her, she formulated a plan to restore balance to her dominion. The goddess severed the bonds which anchored her to the material realm by sacrificing her divine power and choosing to become mortal. Her body, mind, and soul dissolved, becoming one with the void and uniting partially with the worlds. And with the fleeting remnants of her tender voice, the goddess cast a call of hope and despair. This call would travel from realm to realm, through cosmic dust and intergalactic debris, to reach you.
By heeding the call, you will become a divine emissary and be incarnated in her dominion. The goddess’ mercy grants you free will. What you do with this is what the goddess desires to observe from the void.
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