Lightborn

One day a man named after the Moon himself was split into two parts but it was a lie. Instead of two, there were three. Out of all the parts, one shined the brightest. This part was a god. The death of one birthed a god. This god didn't have a name yet. This god was sent to a completely white room. In this room, anything could be made. The god made himself a name in this room. This wasn't like any other name. This name was bound to his soul. It was his very being. In this room, he made water and lightning. He combined the two powers and created a storm cloud. He hated the sounds made by the cloud since it was always raging loud. But he did love the sound of rain from this cloud. The god felt immensely sad and lonely so he tried to create a being just like himself.

He didn't know how so he started to study himself inside and out. He began to understand what he was. He noticed that he had an immense amount of magic energy or Mana. He did know what it was called but he thought this might be the secret to making a being like himself. After that, he began doing tests with magic. With the magic, all he could do was make the room bright or dark. This lead him to believe his dream was hopeless. Until a drop of his blood leaked from his nose. This was caused by the repeated use of magic. He had the Mana for magic but not the body to handle it yet. After the first drop, he began to hurt himself for more blood to leak from himself.

The god would form a lightning bolt to pierce his own skin just to force a cut. His body was very strong and had high regeneration. After gathering all his blood he began to pour mana into it. The mana made the blood static out of control so he thought the blood need more. So he pulled and yanked out hair, skin, nails, and even bones. He dropped it into the blood and poured mana. While pouring mana he gave the body parts a wish. The wish was "please become alive." That was his one and only wish. After pouring all his mana into it he began to pass out. His body keeps trying to regenerate itself. When he woke up from his dream. He did the impossible and breathed life.