Arcaeist Mythology

(WIP Page) The stories contained in Arcaeist myths can be complex, winding and confusing. For the sake of easy reading, all of them will be compiled (In order of events) For the sake of reading. Other important details such as the locations of these will also be listed here.

Note: The aging process for Gods is unknown. Gods briefly age until they are fully satisfied by life, at which point they remain their current age until the end of time. It also seems to depend on the situation and importance of each God. For example, the Archons were born as young teenagers and solidified their forms as adults, whereas Altresus and Nuclous were born as adults and never aged.

Before The Gods
''Before there was any talk of Gods, mortals, life or death, there was the eternal void. The stretching silence was only broken by the primordial beings. Temporium, Andro, Xus and the Stars - Together, yet still alone, have existed since before time was begun. Perhaps time had not yet begun. Everything lay dormant in their infinite sleep.''

''The universe itself shuttered when it happened. The flames of Life and the spark of Death had collapsed in on one another, and a being between both was created.''

Androxus, the first to exist.

''They were born into an empty void. They were surrounded by a great nothingness. And yet, they saw only potential in this existence. Reaching out their hands, they moulded what one could only describe as a celestial clay. Finally, they were finished. It was a little sphere, now floating all on its own. And it grew. It continued to swell and swell until it was satisfied. Androxus was now small in comparison to their creation. They were proud.''

''They floated onto the planet, which they decided to name ‘Earth’. It was beautiful, tranquil, breath-taking. But it was missing something. Androxus took two more pieces of clay, and shaped something new out of them They were equals in Androxus’ mind, and he gifted them their very own flames of Life. They clay began to move now. Changing colour, shape and size, they were now alive.''

They were Yenersus and Ilvetorus, the second and third to live.

"You, Yenersus, will be the Archon of Pathos. Ilvetorus, you will be the Archon of Ethos. This makes me the Archon of Logos. I have spoken."

''Together, they became the three ruling Archons. And they created all kinds of life to populate this wonderful place they now called home.''

Humans and Beasts
''Androxus greeted their creations with enthusiasm and love. Yenersus and Ilvetorus were in awe of the world that surrounded them. They immediately began to experiment with their own abilities. Yenersus was the first to be successful. A small animal appeared in her palm. It began to flap and squeal wildly, seemingly thanking her for bringing it into the world. She adored it, naming it an 'owl'.''

''"I shall make more of these things. They will be... beasts. I will try making beasts big and small, weird and wonderful." she laughed, petting the owl affectionately. The jealous Ilvetorus did not share her enthusiasm.''

"Your 'beasts' are fascinating, yes," He announced, "But they lack depth. They are boring. What would they do all that? We need something... smarter. Yes. More like us."

''With these words, a small thing sprung from his palm. The Archons viewed it with even more fascination than the owl had received. It seemed... like them. Smaller, and much weaker, but it looked like them. Walked like them. Sounded like them. It was afraid of the world around it, to which Ilvetorus snorted in laughter.''

"You have nothing to fear, little one," he boasted proudly, "All you see before you is yours. I am your creator, Ilvetorus, and I bestow the Earth upon you as a gift to celebrate for birth. I shall call you... a human. How do you feel about this, 'human'?"

''"You fool!" Yenersus snapped at her brother wildly. "The Earth is not yours to gift. You have promised the thing something you cannot ensure!"''

''Ilvetorus brushed off her words, still enamoured by the movements of his 'human'. He created more now, decreeing that they travel in groups. The humans could not quite understand the complex language the Archons spoke, but they knew that they were to be respected and worshipped. Yenersus, in a wind of rage, dashed across the Earth in search of Androxus.''

Altresus the Fair & Nuclous the Faithful
''Androxus was on the other side of the Earth, moulding new beings out of clay. He lay them out upon the forest floor, and watched carefully. The first to form was called Altresus. Before the newborn immortal had time to take in their surroundings, her brother formed; Nuclous. They were both fearsome Giants, taller than the land and the trees. They towered over even Androxus, who greeted them apathetically to the Earth.''

''"The Earth is not yet perfected. As immortals, you will play a role in deciding its final features. I have spoken." Androxus' authoritive voice boomed across the Earth.''

''Yenersus heard this and began sprinting to the location of the sound. The two Giants agreed with Androxus enthusiastically, hoping to make a good impact on the planet.''

''"I will create 'clouds'." Nuclous stated, "Each day I will stride across the planet and clouds will follow. I will help protect life on this Earth from the vacuum of space."''

''Altresus nodded in understanding. "Then I shall become the mountains. The Earth will no longer be a simple sphere. It will have ridges, inclines and peaks. They will help bring further beauty to the planet."''

''Yenersus suddenly rushed over from behind the trees, ignoring the Giants and yelling at Androxus. "Dearest sibling!" she panted, out of breath, "Ilvetorus has insulted you. He has created creatures called humans. He gifted them the Earth! Your creation has been stolen and re-gifted!"''

''Androxus flew into a rage stronger than any the universe had ever seen before. they disappeared into thin air, and Yenersus turned her attention to greet Altresus and Nuclous.''

The Punishment of Ilvetorus
''Ilvetorus was interrupted as lightning struck the ground before him. The clouds created by Nuclous had grown large and blackened with the divine rage of the Archon of Logos. Ilvetorus immediately recognised his horrid mistake.''

''Androxus stepped out from the pillar of lightning, a disgusted look resting upon their face. "Ilvetorus! You have insulted all who exist, and thrown away the natural order of the Immortals. For this you will pay immensely. You will no longer be able to create life other than humans. Secondly, I curse you with the fate of being overthrown by your own family. I cannot undo your divine gift, but you will come to regret this mistake. I have spoken."''

''Androxus then left the Earth. Ilvetorus was overcome with shock, grief and paranoia. He didn't want to be attacked while his abilities were weakened - like Androxus had suggested. Out of fear of betrayal from his brothers and sisters, he weaved a new being into existence. He took half of his heart and placed it within the body of this creature. He laughed to himself, cursing Androxus loudly. "I have woven my way around your cursed words! I have not only created another being, but I have made another Immortal! They shall be loyal to me and me only!"''

''With these words, the new Archon breathed in and out. It stood up now, turning to address Ilvetorus. The Archon of Ethos was impressed by his own craftsmanship. "You are... Hesenka. The Archon of... Kairos. I believe that is a fitting title. Welcome to the world, brother Hesenka. You are hold both my flesh and blood, making you one with my kin."''

''Hesenka nodded, his stern features relaxing as he saw his creator's glee. "It is an honour to be amongst your ranks, brother Ilvetorus. Allow me to explore the Earth. I will require knowledge if I am to compare myself to you."''

''Ilvetorus agreed that this would be necessary. He commanded Hesenka to map out the Earth on a piece of bark, and asked that he discover what beings he could create while he was journeying. And so Hesenka left them, doing as he was told. He crossed newly formed mountains, rivers, touched the clouds and mapped it all out.''

The Monsters
''It had been a year since Hesenka's disappearance. In this time, the world had changed and it was more populated than ever. Yenersus had created animals such as the pig, a creature that was sacred to her. Humanity had learnt to hunt these animals in order to survive - something that displeased Yenersus, but she was willing to forgive them as long as offerings were gifted to her. The immortals had lived in a state of bliss, but something was troubling them. Yenersus had noticed strange happenings from her home atop the mountains and went to inform Ilvetorus.''

''"Something is in the air, brother," she called out to Ilvetorus, sniffing the air as she did so. "The sky is filled with the stench of mortal blood. Have your humans killed another of my prized boars?"''

Ilvetorus dismissed the accusation, stating "Not this time, Yenersus. That smell is the blood of a human. Something else has killed it."

''The two followed the smell into the forest, where they gasped in terror at what they saw. It looked human, but was green and misshapen. The beast had torn apart a young human boy.''

''"Disgusting... What is this thing?" Yenersus felt sick to her stomach.''

Duoras Age
The Golden Age of Godhood. With divine law established, and Gods slowly being born and fitting into their roles, it was a peaceful time at which the Gods were their most kind and merciful.

Tragedy and Morality
After a painful labour, Aetervita managed two healthy twins named Cladium and Morith. Their birth was celebrated by all - all but their own mother. Aetervita loved them deeply, but was appalled by their father Ilvetorus - who, if one recalls, did not inform her that he was currently married. She knew that asking Ilvetorus to help parent the children was a death wish. The hauntingly beautiful Rosaria could be forgiving, but she could just as easily be offended and angered by them. So she crossed the planet looking for someone to assist in the raising of the Gods.

On her way, she met Altresus, who had been laying peacefully in the light breeze.

"Altresus, you are a glorious sight for sore eyes," Aetervita greeted her former lover happily, "I have given birth to two lovely twins but I cannot raise them myself. The love between us no longer burns as brightly as Xus, but surely you may help me?"

The Mother of Mountains raised a single great eyebrow. She outstretched her finger, beckoning, "Bring the children into my hands and I shall see what I can do."

But Altresus cried out in pain when the first babe was placed in her hands. She placed him down desperately, revealing the lava spilling from her hand. In the current day and age, one would call this a volcanic eruption.

"That child shall be named Cladium, a God of Disaster and Tragedy!" she unknowingly cursed the child with his purpose and name. "I am sorry dear Aetervita, but I cannot raise a child who pains me so profoundly."

Aetervita, somewhat hurt by Altesus' reaction, picked up her children and hurried away. She eventually stumbled across a beautiful section of Earth filled with life. She saw four beings bathing in a small hot spring, and worked her way down the cliff face to reach them.

"Greetings. I am unsure of who you are or what you do here, but I am desperate for a safe haven to nurse my children. I need assistance. Do you know a place?"

The shortest of the four giggled. "Aetervita, you are safe here. I am Verises, and these are my siblings. We are the Season Gods. Come. We will speak with mother."

Auctoritas Age
Ilvetorus reigns supreme over the Earth.

Mortais Age - Current Day
The Reign of The Mortals