Solonist Myths

Solonist Myths
Myths from the religion of Solonism.

Making of the First World, Paxia
"In the beginning there existed the celestial orbs, and the endless expanse between them. Therein the cosmos existed Solon, who in his thought had a vision, a perfect, living world. Thus he began, forming the bedrock foundation of the world, an impenetrable layer of rock, upon which to layer the world. Second he formed the stone underground filled with minerals, heightened the stones to shape mountains and hills, and lowered it to make way for seas and rivers. Third he filled the depressions of the world with water, made the surface of dirt where his creations would roam, and planted seeds to grow in to the flowers, bushes, trees, and all other plants. Lastly he shaped the animals and beasts of the world, and the diverse peoples of the world, each with special traits and appearances. Thus was Paxia made, a realm of eternal day.

''As the waters poured from the clouds and life flourished, Solon imagined emotion and thought, and granted both beasts and mortals sentience. He granted beats intelligence to a lesser degree, that they may serve as food for mortals, and mortals intelligence to a higher degree. They were to create civilization and shape Paxia, honoring Solon, yet a deep evil slumbered beneath their feet. Far below the bedrock, hidden from Solon's sight, the void decayed in darkness. Evil festered, and seeped into mortal minds. It brought death, decay, sin, and violence into their hearts, and all that they made they destroyed in wrath. Unaware of the void's influence, and deeply grieved, Solon smote Paxia with an imperishable flame and began the world anew. Thus Jagdas he made, yet it was not saved.''""

The Great Fire
''"All things that begin must end; all things that live must die. And there is one all powerful destroyer, the most holy flames of Solon. Upon the fall of a world to sin and greed, the sun shall engulf the world. All hints of darkness shall extinquish in a moment, and the world shall slowly delequess into ash. First heralding this doom, the Sunflowers shall wilt before the coming of his greatness. Then the tops of the trees shall catch aflame, and the highest mountains will melt and fall. Then the water and earth shall be set aflame, the fires killing indescriminently. And when all life is dead, when all but Solon's Phoenixes--being of his holy fires--have perished, the fires shall begin eating away at the stone and core of our earth. Melting the weak rocs into liquid fire, and heavily charing the strong into a material now called "netherrack." The ash already formed shall fall to the next world as sunflowers; just whispers of  the wisdom of our ancestors. 10,000 years hence from this point, Solon's flames shall have destroyed the bedrock, releasing and destroying the evil that resides under. Soon Solon's flames shall retract, and the world shall be left as an empty husk, with only pale white memories of the bedrock, held together by what evil remains.''

The Burning of Ampolo/The 6th Angel
A golden pillar of light struck the village from the sky like a flash of lightning. From it, the holy flames of Solon burst out of the the pillar, now apparent to have come from Solon itself, and melted the wooded structures of the town to ash. Not stone, not clay, not Iron was safe-- the fires raged and burned indiscriminately. Even the water was not safe; it too was set alight. Soon, what had been the busty city of Ampolo was but ash and smoke. There was nothing, silence, not even the birds chirped and then, as if nothing had changed, the village rose from the ash, perfect unchanged from before. Everything, everybody, had returned-- except for the mayor who was never seen again as he was the reason the town was cleansed through flame in the first place.

The mayor, a kind-hearted man was true and devoted to Solon-- worshiping him in a secret basement of his home. He let his village grow and prosper; removing all taxes from his town and keeping good relations with his citizens. He was so pure in-fact, that Solon was prepared to make him an angel. But alas, it could not be. After an assassination attempt on his life, the mayor grew distrusting of own citizens and decided, for his own safety, he must monitor them at all times. Using his basement alter, he called upon the angel Vasquel. He commanded that Vasquel make him a crown that could allow him to see through walls and watch his citizens. Vasquel responded, "It cannot be done, it should not be done." The Mayor, disappointed (and somewhat infuriated) that Vasquel refused to make the crown he taunted the angel, " We have found something the great Vasquel cannot do, it appears he has gone rusty and all he is good for is wine and cheese." The Mayor was smart, he attacked Vasquel's one weakness: his pride. The Angel worked to disprove the mayors statement by spending many tireless nights forging this object that could see through walls. Soon Vasquel had found the solution-- he plucked out his own eye, enchanted it, and planted it on a sunflower. The angel soon presented the item to the please mayor, who then congratulated him.

The mayor's tale might've ended in angel hood if it just stopped here, but alas human greed took hold. He began using his crown, now known as the The Eye of Vasquel/ The Third Eye to mine for resources such as gold and iron. Soon his town, was cursed with immense wealth, and greed and corruption followed. Solon, enraged, burned away the town and punished Vasquel in the hopes of destroying the evil mayor and his Crown. He succeeded in the former-- the mayor was removed from existance-- but he couldn't destroy his crown as it was made with a sunflower a flower that is illegal to burn. So, to this day, The Eye of Vasquel/The Third Eye remains in the world.