6. In the beginning of time, there was nothing but cold, dry darkness…
7. A goddess known by the name Anyla, grew tired and lonely in this dark cold world. She wanted
something to love and cherish. Along side her she had 2 brothers and 1 sister, all but one shared
the same dream as her, that one day life would walk this cold planet.
So one day Anyla gathered all her strength and split it into 4 different elements. Earth, Wind, Water
and Fire.
She granted herself the power of Earth, giving her the ability to create life and help it grow.
She granted her brother, Arlos, the power of wind, giving him the ability to change the seasons and
the weather, giving the earth a variety of weather.
She granted her sister, Abella, the power of water, so that she could help Anylas earth florish and
prosper.
She then granted her brother, Azazeal, the one who did not want life to be created, the power of
fire, giving him control over cruelty, death and despair.
When Azazeal spoke up against his sister, she cast him down to the underworld, which was nothing
more than the earth had been before life.
Thus, Planet Xenu was created.
9. Below Earth, below Anyla's rock there was a freeze in time. A cold, cruel place where only the
dead could survive. This place was fueled by the rage of Azazeal. There were three stages.
The farther down you went, the closer to Azazeal.
The first stage, Cruelty, held the dead who committed crimes that harmed others. Souls were
in torment, reminded everyday of their cruelty as they moved forever in this timeless place.
Everything was frozen in time, the sun never moved, it never warmed either. The sand never
moved, it didn't give to any footstep, for only the weight of the living could puncture it's
surface.
The second stage, Death, held all the dead who had no place. Death from disease, even from
betrayal, all the souls who endured that resided here. Death resembled a cavern under the
sand, it's walls keeping in the dead. To make it to the next stage, you had to pass Azen, the
river between Death and Despair.
10. The third stage, Despair, held all the dead who harmed themselves or were wronged in
life. They matched mostly to Azazeal, therefore they resided in his kingdom. Despair was
the coldest of the stages. It was a forest further in the cavern. The forest was made of
stone and the trees moved whenever they pleased. They'd crush the souls of despair,
only for them to reappear and be crushed again. To reach the chamber of Azazeal, you
had to pass Awen, the stone brother of Azen, the river. If you were rejected by Awen, he
would swing his heavy arms and shake the world above.
The chamber of Azazeal lay behind Awen. Bound by hatred and betrayal, Azazeal resided
in his chamber. Looking over the dead and creating monsters to terrorize the living.
14. Being a changeable deity, subject to the ebb and flow of her own moods, Abella, the goddess
of water, went to the underworld to explain to her brother Azazeal how a balance of life and
death could be a good thing. As water on a seashore, she flowed across the sands of Cruelty,
shifting the sands in her passing.
On the level of Death, Abella found a sympathetic spirit in the river of Azen, and suggested
that Azen would prove to be more powerful than stony Awen. Challenged, the river and the
stone were too wrapped up in proving their relative strengths to notice that Abella had
slipped past them.
When she entered the level of Despair. Abella was greeted by Azazeal. He was angered that
her movement through the level of Cruelty had disturbed the ageless sands. Her trickery
with Azen and Awen had made them betray their duties. Her quest to reach Azazeal’s domain
was obviously self-destructive, too. By all accounts, she would have to remain in the
underworld, punished for her misdeeds.
> When Azazeal tried to imprison his sister with his fire, Abella turned into a cloud of steam,
and disappeared. In the cooler air of the surface world, she became a rain cloud, bringing life
back to the earth after a time of drought.
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16. The creator, Anyla, created men and women in her image. She made everything and everyone
beautiful, and every day would admire her work from her sanctuary. Men and women lived on her
creation, feeding themselves and populating. They treated her creations with respect, replanting what
they cut down and only hunting for food. But during their creation, she could not purify her children of
Azazeal’s revenge.
With every new human, his curroption grew. Every new baby was born with this corruption, this seed of
doubt he so carefully sew into their minds and as they grew, they were subject to choices, decisions
they wouldn’t normally hesitate at. They had good choices and bad, the right thing and the wrong
thing, sharing and keeping. Anyla’s trees stopped being replanted. Offerings in the temples stopped
being given. Prayers to Anyla and her siblings became silent. And as these seeds grew, as did Azazeal.
Anyla began to become angry. Her children were defying her. They were defacing her
statues, mistreating her priests and priestesses. Wars broke out over land and wealth. Men grew power
hungry, greedy even. So, as her children fought and killed each other below her, she gathered up the
essences of both a male and female animal. She gathered their spirits, even the spirits of the plants
and brought them to her.
17. The land started to die, the green withering and the hunt getting smaller. Her children starting
fighting more among each other. And Azazeal grew.
On the fifth day of her gathering, when every soul and essence she wished to spare had risen to her
side. She caused the earth to shake. Her anger making the water rise, it’s crushing waves covering
the surface that used to be land. For twelve days the water stayed still. During these twelve
days, Azazeal weakened. His seeds were drowned and now his underworld was more packed than
it had been before. He cried out in anger as the waters slowly died down, the land returning it’s glory
as the trees glistened from the beads of water.
With a smile, Anyla returned the spirits she had gathered to the land and gave them the will to try
again. And so men and women were born again
