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[3rd person POV]

With a wave of their hand Gaia filled the universe with matter. Smiling Ceron used his authority over Gravity to compress all of the matter into a small white marble that hovered awkwardly in the void. Then Brinim and Aqire formed large floating masses of earth and water respectively around the marble. Upon the two Primordial's finished creating tons of their natural elements Ceron released his hold over the matter.

At first all of the matter burst out everywhere until Solia formed a mass of Fire and bent their authority of Science and Alchemy to define the thousand and twenty-four elements that define the newly formed world. Next Sameal and Ceron wrapped Space, Time and Gravity together centering at key points around the flaming orb hovering in the middle. This formed orbits, gravity, and the fabric of space itself.

Whilst the attractive force of gravity caused the matter to come together into large floating orbs that hovered along the bends in space around the group, Mirosa stepped forward and cut their palm with a blade of shadow. Dripping into the space the pitch-black blood spread along space before sinking behind the giant planets this made shadows. Feeling left out Ophila's mist-like body split apart into two masses, the first of which remained were the rest stood and the second spread out along the curves and planes of space into a weave of magic threads.

During the groups work Gaia just stood back and gazed on, then he reached out and drawing upon Flonia's authority over Fate dictated for the central solar system to form the same as the Milky Way. Alongside this he started to roughly outline the natural progression process of humans who would live on the soon to be first-born world, right where Earth would've been.

Waiting silently the group watched on as the original solar systems formed around them, they watched in somewhat awe at their first act as Primordial's. Even the irritating Lori (AN: Carol's new name, though they will still be called that at times by Gaia) shut up for once. As the last few moons form near the edge of the central system Gaia leads the group down onto the decided upon first-born world.

Reaching out his hand, upon touching down onto the cold earth below, a small seed appears. It was a golden seed the size of a fist, lined at the edges with soft silver inlets. He dropped the seed immediately, which quickly fell into and through the ground like water down a pipe. After a second of pause the entire planet begins to shake as its growth seems to speed up rapidly before everyone's eyes. In a matter of moments not only has the planet's atmosphere been formed but it also now possesses simple forms of life alongside some rudimentary plant life that flourished on the water-less world.

Turning to face the rest he says. "From now on this is Keripher, the first world, it will also be the world you all will personally shape. You all can freely use the Life authority to make races and beings who will reside here, this will remain until I see fit for it to be finished. Outside of that you can shape the terrain using your authorities to make regions suitable for each of those races, the space is limited so settle possession of the land as you see fit. With that I'll be leaving to work on other projects, see you all soon." Using his now mostly useless bracelet he opens a gate to a subspace he made exist parallel to this universe for him to reside.

This subspace is linked to the spatial and magical layers that were formed atop the base universe and as such can be travelled to and from any point in the universe. Needing a place to stay outside of the blank void he begins to change the space into a large vibrant Victorian manor sitting atop a floating island. The grand manor stood at five floors and was bound closely together by many rooms with some left for the Primordial's and other Ancient beings that will be created soon. Despite its somewhat humble appearance, if a silver edged, marble, and stone brick manor standing at ten thousand foot tall and over seven thousand wide with a width of six thousand as all the rooms are primordial size, so it needed to be that big, it lacked finality, so he dedicated the primary dining hall to be reworked into a larger on the inside chamber filled with giant chairs in a circle around a large circular table.

Each of these fifteen chairs was themed to a different Primordial with the central one at the end left as a plain golden throne for Gaia himself. There were two other plain wooden chairs as later Primordial's would be sitting there, and they haven't be made yet. Outside of the chamber was a massive entry hall with a pair of staircases leading to the second floor on either side of the throne room. Decorated around the manor was tons of armors, weapons and paintings lining the walls from all different cultures and eras as an added touch up.

With a wave of his hand a pair of woman in black and white maids uniform respectively came into being. One of them, standing at five foot four inches, had vibrant blond hair falling down to their shoulders perfectly matching their red eyes and jagged teeth with its unruly-ness. The other stood half a foot shorter with short cut neat red hair with contrasting green eyes and jagged teeth as well. They both had scales running around their necks, jaw, and hands.

Twin dragons Ferila and Nyphlim for the blond haired black robed and red haired white clothed as such. These two will manage, clean, and defend the Primordial Manor whilst unattended, they also are the first dragons with Ferila being eastern and Nyphlim western in breed. They can leave and will be ordered to at some point in order to spread their races on but that's for much later. For now, Gaia just informs them of their duties and leaves to make some more 'necessities'.

Next, he stops in the subspace which will soon be turned into the equivalent of heaven or the Divine Realm. Beginning by turning the space into a space full of large vibrant plains and other vastly varying terrain he uses Management to make it so that Angels will be born from deceased humans that were marked by Gods in their life or lived closely alongside the 'natural way'. This way Angels will come from most living races, though they will all be converted into the Angel race upon death and lose their mortal memories alongside it. Also, he makes it so that Gods are formed from human belief that condenses into the magic weave making them natural Gods, he additionally makes it so that the subspace will expand in accordance with the Gods and Angels population to prevent over inflation.

Appearance wise Angels would be varying greatly like humans, and other races, but would have large white wings and a small halo colored according to their contracted Gods, they also would generally wear long pure white robes covering all but their hands and bare feet. Angels can choose to become the servants of Gods which grants the Angels slight authority over the Gods domains however in return they are to be the Gods servants until their death or naturally passing back into the cycle of Reincarnation after running out of their built-up divine energy making their Angel bodies. Until that point it's mutualistic between the two.

Although the Divine Realm will seem barren at the moment settlements will form when Gods are given parts of it upon their creation making the land be equally split between the Gods, with the Angles able to travel between the regions freely allowing for them to decide their servitude themselves. Angels also have a hierarchy of their own decided on the number of pairs of wings they have, one pair is Novices who haven't formed contracts with Gods, two pairs are Apprentices who are contracted but haven't properly understood their Gods domains, third makes them Masters who have a high level of comprehension of their Gods domains, past that depend on the Gods deciding to grant them more of their authority. Thirteen pairs possess power equal to the strongest of Gods and is the limit of an Angels power.

Deciding that that should be enough for the Divine Realm Gaia heads into its future counterpart: Necriphilea, the Cursed Realm. This realm was quickly turned into an endless, really just circles around after a certain point, hellscape of barren drought and volcanos filled with what will be the Devils of the universe. These Devils would be given over to Lori as they are the Primordial of Mischief and Illusions though they would appear as dark red skinned humanoids generally possessing a pair of bat-like wings and a spiked tail which some members of their race lack. Only their eyes are consistent throughout their whole race being a sickly yellow in all three of them, with the two normal and an extra in the middle of their forehead. Devils are masters of illusions and grow alongside the number of contracts and souls they possess.

Among them there will be Arch-Devils and Devil Lords who will be much rarer, the former having pitch black lines wrapping along their skin like scales on a fish and Devil Lords who will number only thirteen at a time and possess the unique abilities as a result of their position. Devil Lords will also be capable of contracting other Devils forming the likes of modern corporations much later on in their existence. Ignoring making the Devil Lords and just creating hundred of Devils of both genders Gaia leaves the Cursed Realm for his manor so that he can sit back and watch the Primordial's work for a few thousand years.

"I'm stuck doing more and more work, urgh." Complaining to himself in his giant manor whilst watching the Primordial's through the Throne Room's tables observation screens for a good hour before realizing. 'I still am human, aren't I?' Despite all he has done so far, he still hasn't Edited himself mostly using his bracelet and Enhancement technique to keep up with the other Primordial's, what an oversight! Standing up on top of his oversized chair he immediately gets to work Editing himself.

First, he makes sure only so much Gaic enters his body at any given time during the process, so he doesn't overload himself dying in the process, likely why he hasn't done this sooner, before setting up his abilities. He would possess attributes equaling to a hundred times that of the other Primordial's, and the maids who are half as strong as the Primordials. Then grants himself unlimited authority over all existing domains and attributes of any Gods, Primordials and other Ancient Beings who exist below him. Before finishing with just that he decides to backtrack a bit and grant him the ability to make 'Avatars' whom he can transform into at will. Each Avatar would function as part of the wider system as a whole, some may be Gods, others Devils and some, like Gaia's base form, would be Primordials. They all would be unknown of to anyone but himself and those he talks about this too and that means he can just manage his Avatars properties when he has nothing better to do. Win, win!

Among his Avatars he sets up two for now, aside from his base form. One of them is the missing Primordial he left a gap for earlier, whom he originally wanted to be a child between two other Primordials, but they aren't much for romance he supposes. 'I'll just leave that idea for later then.' This one was an Asian skinned petite figure standing at five foot one inches tall, their matching green eyes and short bob cut hair falling to their chin with small, pointed elf-like ears pointing out from it all supporting the forms general 'cuteness' as Gaia would soon describe it. Despite his homeland's 'society' (AN: Internet) Gaia also cares little about what gender he is just going for whatever he thinks suits best. As with this form, named Lilith, which is female with B cup breasts fitting of her physique. Adorning the Avatar was modern garments consisting of a slightly oversized green t-shirt and short navy shorts leaving their legs and feet bare to the world.

Deciding to give this form authority over Nature and Reincarnation, the latter for future projects (AN: Winking suspiciously into the void), Gaia addresses their second form. Contrasting most of the other beings as far this form lacks gender fully appearing as a neutral blend of the two, with soft chalky white skin, vibrant golden eyes, and lengthy blond and red hair, equally splitting the colors on either side, this form appears heavenly at a glance outshining all of the Primordials looks combined with ease. Wearing pure white bishop robes with the trims at the edges lined with soft reds this form, named Ceryph, was a suitable figure for being the first God. With dominion over Divinity and Restoration their fourteen pairs of wings, each side feathers matching the hair color perfectly, also granted them the position of the Angel King which showed perfectly through a golden crown adorned with two short wings on either side would be seen atop their forehead instead of a halo. Standing at a modest five foot six inches degraded that image somewhat but barely changed much overall.

Satisfied with his first two Avatars Gaia floats up into the air and, encasing himself into a large clear purple crystal that hung atop his throne, fell into a long slumber until his evolution was completed.