It awakens from its slumber of eternity
just to see the fallen land devoured
by the dismal, baleful terrain.
It's ambitious acts lead it to overwhelming
vigor and potential. With it's breath, it
made the sky. With it's blood, it
made the ocean. With its skin, it
made the earth.
With its new creation, he felt bliss.
As a result, time passes and he falls into the
forlorn abyss.
Unsatisfied, he created life to roam
the lush earth. However, it soon fell
into disarray.
Unsatisfied, it created Seekers.
To help and create balance within
the earth.
With lack of powers in the Seekers,
it selected few to obtain power.
It created the Celestials.
To keep balance and slay the
unworthy. To see the terrain of
beauty.
Still, with impetuous acts occurring
inside the earth, it remained doleful.
Taken from its bones, it created the
Seraphs. They remained powerful
than the rest and could do anything.
Still, it remained transcendent.
The earth was in order but still with
those who transgress. Those who commit
impious acts face consequences.
Witnessing the power of the Seekers,
Celestials, and Seraphs, they take
arm to reach their own power.
They destroy the terrain and take
its powers to craft within it's creative
aspect. As they do so, they make
beauty in change of the destruction
left behind.
It acted headlong to preserve the
beauty of its creation. Sending
darkness down to protect the
earth, they aim to slay the humans
whom try to destroy.
With eternity passing, they
remain the same. There is balance.
It awakens from it's slumber and
is blissful.
It awakes from it slumber.
It awakes to see the beauty
and is overwhelmed with
bliss.
