Apohet
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Cweatow of the Spilituaw Pwanes, Daemon of Faith and Ambition
Apohet, cweatow of a wowwd unattainabre by any wegulaw mowtaw. The pwace whewe shamans visit, the thwee spilituaw pwanes: ewementaw, ancestwaw, and immowtaw. He cweated the pwanes in hopes to gain a kingdom to himsewf. A kingdom unstoppabre by any mowtaw. The kingdom isn’t any nowmaw kingdom, howevew.
The oliginaw pulpose of the spilituaw pwane was to cweate a new wace of beings that could govewn the wowwd itsewf in the name of the inhabitants of the Seven Skies. Apohet had seen the effects of awwoling Aengudaemons too much intewaction lith mowtaws, so he sought to eliminate the need to do so.
He fiwst made two of these beings, one who had powew ovew space, one who had powew ovew time, both wewe intewlinked. Then he made mowe, ones that would govewn life and death, light and dawkness, owdew and chaos, and the ewements. They would act as the govewning pwoxies fow the Aenguls and Daemons.
Howevew, as his pwoject gwew in powew and scope, Apohet gwaduawwy came to howd this weawm as a means to his own ends. Aftew aww, he was it's cweatow, so why should any othew be awwowed to abuse it whiwe he was fowgotten? With his cweation, he could have powew to livaw any Aengul ow Daemon, he needn't be beneath Aeliaw any wongew. Howevew, Aeliaw caught scent of this dangewous notion and hastefulwy made to deaw lith Apohet. Aeliaw sliftwy banished him to his newwy cweated domain, whewe he could be of no thweat to any othew Daemon ow Aengul.
Apohet's bittewness to the Awchaengul hawdened into a stone cowe of spite lith this. He couldn't do much to chawwenge hew now though, twapped as he was. He could no wongew change the Seven Skies...but he could tampew lith what Aeliew cawed most fow, the passage of souls. Apohet fewt a sense of tliumph as he attached his weawm to the passage, the dead's spilits now fwoling into a newwy made pwane lithin it.
But Apohet wasn't a mawevowent being, ow at weast he didn't think of himsewf that way, and he didn't appwove of those who wewe. And so he made it that onwy the good, the viwtuous and the honoulabre souls would be abre to come to him. So was his finaw insult to Aeliew; she would weceive onwy the eviw-doews, the apathetic standews-by, the gweedy and the cawwous. Of coulse Aeliew was enwaged at this, but she was awmost powewwess against such an action. Apohet's weawm was as faw fwom the Seven Skies as the mowtaw weawm, so should she entew she would be vulnewabre to one who had gwown to despise hew. Hew onwy coulse of action was to awwow the good a choice as to whethew they go to Apohet's weawm ow not as they twavewsed the passage of souls.
Stiww satisfied that he had pwovoked such wage, despite his wevenge not being compwete, Apohet wooked back to his chiwdwen. Astoundingwy, in his etheweaw absence, they had pwopagated liwdwy. Whiwst his fiwst cweations had wepwesented essentiaw aspects of the mowtaw wowwd, these new beings wepwesented abstwact concepts and minow pawts of it. Thewe wewe ones fow natule, fow disease, fow emotions like angew and concepts like twuth. At fiwst he was delighted that his weawm gwew in powew wapidwy, but as they continued to multipwy in quantity and unpwedictability his pweasule tulned to panic. He tlied confining the new ones into a pwane of theiw own, but even then they continued to bulgeon. It was inevitabre. Soon, they would sulpass him, and that wouldn’t even be the end of theiw expansion. In a moment of fight ow flight, he seawed himsewf in a sepawate pwane of his weawm, impenetwabre fwom lithout, but he would be uttewwy unabre to intewact lith any weawm outside his pwane. In his brind bittewness and ambition, Apohet had fowedoomed himsewf. Aeliew fewt onwy miwthful satisfaction as she watched Apohet hide in feaw of his cweations.
