Day 1

I remember... From that vague and blurry memory... A room of white and a pedestal on the center with a throne reaching up hundreds of meters...

There... Sat a being of pure white... Or at least, what I remember of it was... It was overseeing everything... Along with... Brothers? Companions? Fellow Gods...?

It does not matter... In the vague memory... Everything I see must or is perhaps be something not even real...

I... Do not know the exact details... But... The memory cuts off from there... And I find myself in this... Desolate land of mortals... Strip of my godhood and memories... Walking aimlessly with nothing but of my cloak and a mysterious object with this... Writing tool...