The Book of Nas

Zoranomi(Beggining)
Long ago before time. The sound of war ravaged the universe, the buzzing sound of slash can be heard on the endless space. The cries of war between good and evil screams. Following that the two gods of both side faced each other, They are Vitta god of Light and Ja'hir God of Darkness. To end the horrific war. Without much interaction they drew their swords and slashed at each other. 9 Slash made the world tremble, at the 10th slash their swords clashed against each other, from this singularity the material realm was born, and so was an entity, buzzing with the power of good and evil. god of balance they called it, Golh they named it. He forced the two gods into their own realms where they could rule on their own, and later segregate himself within every particle of the material realm to prevent power, good or evil, from dominating it. So to maintain the balance.

Emelnomi(Rivalry)
After many century. The two gods came to the material realm and are amazed by it. They saw the potential of it and how many things they can do. Vitta wanted to create peace he always worked for, and Ja'hir wanted to spread darkness and destruction. Vitta later creates morning and afternoon, and Ja'hir begun to spread darkness and, made Evening and Night but none could dominate the world because of Golh's power.

Zoenomi(New life)
Hundred of year has passed. The two gods, start to create things in the Material Realm, Vitta created green fertile land, developed trees and many plants, raised the ground making hills and mountains, cuts the land and flows water through it making it river, and filled the underground with kinds of ore. And later he created the beings, one of those was the Primary Human, that is his most precious creation. Seeing Vitta's most precious creation, Ja'hir face is grumpy to Vitta's achievment, Ja'hir later gave his most precious creation, the fate of death and mortality. After the incident, Vitta is furios. His action gone berserk, destroying the landscape he just created. Creating ocean in the process. Subsequently he swore to destroy Ja'hir and his creation.

Nassanomi(Miracle)
Before Golh segregated himself. He created a wisdom, it was the Great Wisdom. And he give that wisdom to Vitta and Ja'hir, so that they can give the Great Wisdom to their own creation. Time has Past. Ja'hir give his wave of monsters the Great Wisdom to eradicate the World, but still failed miserably. While Vitta has give none. But someday later, he visited a man's house close to the seas. The Man's name is Valunskha, his skin is like a cherry, he wear a majestic coat that's still looks humble and a traveller glasses. He speaks to the man, he later made a decision to give that man the Great Wisdom for the first time. After the encounter, Vitta accompanied the man, and teaches him a lot. He asked the man to create a faith of Vitta's teaching and the Great Wisdom that was given to the man. Vitta accompanied him and showed him miracles, parables and more.

Adalnomi(Companion)
In the west. A nation called Kutaiyara is praised, For they host the spread of the Nas'iib, There such miracle happens and tales of Good and light is spread, Oh what a nice place, where the shine of the Light realm shines through. Betrayal stromed it, but great leaders keep it. Injustice may happen, but anywhere it also happens, Scripture is written and messages is spreaded, building is builded, canal is flowed and ports is filled. Ideas is united, Improvement is lining, accepted and welcomed.

Rabinomi(Good)
In the Light Realm. the angels is marching, kneeling to the clouds, he welcomes his army and his creation, The sun is rised and the blue sky is glooming, O what a glory? In voice hes descending, Tales to be told, teaching to be teaches, parable to be heard, miracles to be given and action to be taken, The moon is rising, Darkness is erased, for the torches is lighting up. Cities is warmed and shined, with the flame of his work, Glory to be him and he is Vitta, the God of light, ruler of the Light Realm.

Dagonomi(Evil)
In the dark of void, of the Dark Realm, the souls of the Poor-Spirited kneeled before him, Sound of bones is heard as he rises, and he laughed, his body is towering, but his pupils is glooming red blood, peoples is lining, they don't know why, until an axes beheaded all of them, no blood is scattered for souls have none, but pain is suffered into the core, In the deeper dark of void, another laugh can be heard, it was greater, It was the voice of Ja'hir, the God of Darkness, ruler of the Dark Realm