In the darkness and cold, the Gods lit the great forges and fill the void with light and warmth. Breathing their spark of divinity into the flames of creation, they stoked the firey hearts of their forges. Within the mighty forges, the divine flames formed matter itself, ready to be shaped. With each strike of their hammers, they shaped our universe, forming it into what we now see and touch. Sparks fying from their anvils as they worked the newly formed matter gave birth to the first stars. Each bright spark of matter hammered off imbued with their will, bringing their light and warmth to all within reach. The once dark void began to fill will ever more sparks, and slowly, it too began to glow with their light. With each strike of their hammers, they shaped our universe, forming it into what we now see and touch. The once formless matter now took the shape of worlds upon which life would be etched. Each world's lands and seas shaped by their divine hammers, each strike infusing them with the spark of divinity. Crafted upon the anvils of creation, innumerable worlds to fill our universe and inspire us. With each strike of their hammers, they shaped our universe, forming it into what we now see and touch. They are the spark, they are the source, they are the 13 Gods. They are the glory, they are the might, they are the 13 Gods.


