On the planet of Eflore existed a number of religions, The Followers of the Earth was Xulene's religion and was the main religion of the Elves, The Faith of Devotion was the Human's and Fairies main religion and they followed Zodohr. Urnera and Fydur worked together to start their own religion Church of the Wilds and were primarily worshipped by the Beastman. Zuhnir, Kyzdall and Kieyr also came together and made their own religion Church of the paragons. All these religions had one thing in common and that is all of them included the Creator God Ysion as the highest Deity and the one to create the world of mortals and Deities alike.

All the Gods had their own religions with their own number of followers who worshipped them and Ysion as well. However there was still one particular Goddess who failed to create her religion and spread her influence and that was Vuris Goddess of water. Ever since her brothers and sisters left as the first batch for the gate she was left with the responsibility of keeping the stability to the Mortals plane along with Fydur.

Ever since they were born their Father Ysion made it clear as to what their mission was, Vuris along with her brothers and sisters was quite excited at the thought of being useful and the Idea of creating their religion and guiding the Mortals was one that she was longing for.

Reality however proved to be harsh and cruel, her dreams of spreading her name along with her father's and guiding the Mortals was mercilessly crushed. Her Sister. Xulene was able to create her religion and spread her influence rather easily with the Elves that were in tune with her and was hailed as the mother of Earth. Zodohr's Faith of Devotion spread amongst the Humans and Fairies soon becoming acknowledged as the Keeper of Heaven the Kingdom of Lord Ysion. Fydur and Urnera seeing that the Humans, Fairies and Elves were already taken by their sister and brother chose to work together and spread their influence amongst the Beast-man soon becoming known as the Beast Gods, Kieyr, Kizdall and Zuhnir turned their attention to The demons, them being a violent battle loving race proved to be easy to influence for the God of war, Afterlife and Darkness.

All of this left the Goddess of Water with no race to govern, none to call her their Patron Goddess. It was not that she did not try, no she did with the humans and Fairies but Zodohr Faith of Devotion crushed her small starting cult calling them heretics. The Elves had no intention of worshiping another Goddess except their Mother of Earth. The Faith of the beastman Gods was already spread too deep among the Beastman that there was no way for her to even start, and the Demons...The Demons just outright rejected her as being a weak Goddess!

She was filled with rage! But what could she do? There was an unwritten rule between the Siblings and that is none will interfere with the races of the others, nonetheless there was still a type of competition between them, it was like a game of seeing who's faith would spread the most.

All of this made her feel empty and sad. There was still the Dragons but those almost worshipped Ondan. So while watching the blue planet down bellow, she asked herself "Almost all the Planet is made of water, so why?"

Her gaze was filled with sadness and longing, she also wished to compete with her siblings she also wanted a Race to call her own! Suddenly her eyes that were filled with melancholy hardened, her gaze was no longer filled with sadness but resolve!

"I did not wish to ask for Father's help, however it seems I have no choice..."

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On a throne room sat a devilishly handsome young man, his looks capable of toppling nations and were more then enough to charm all Mortals and Deities alike. Sitting there he executed an Aura of absolute authority that made one want to bow down to him in worship and respect. This was the God of creation Ysion, he was sitting on his throne a distanced look filled his deep ocean eyes when suddenly the knocking sound came from the giant door.

"Come in" he spoke in a commanding voice. The doors opened with a loud creaking noise and the slim beautiful figure of Vuris entered. She walked until the foot of the throne stairs and bowed, awaiting for her Father to speak.

"Rise my child."

"Father." She stood up looking at the figure sitting in front of her and was silent for a while.

"What seems to be on your mind my child, speak." He said seemingly sensing her unease.

She closed her eyes for a second and took a deep breath before opening them and looking straight at him "I come before you father, with a request."

"Oh, and what would that be child?" He asked in an amused tone with a bit of curiosity in his voice.

Vuris bowed again this time kowtowing and spoke

"I wish for father to create a race for me to govern as this one has failed to spread her influence in the Mortal's plane." She said her voice cracking as tears began to well up her eyes, she looked like a child afraid of being scolded by their parents. No immediate reply came, Vuris felt the slight disorientation of space in front of her and small breeze of air but did not dare raise her head while tears streamed down her eyes uncontrollably like diamonds and fell to the floor.

"I was wondering when you will finally come, you silly child." Came Ysion's soft voice filled with warmth and care. Vuris whole body shook as her father teleported in front of her and helped her up slowly pulling her to his embrace.

"I'm your Father, and it is my duty to take care of you. You can always come to me for help my child."

He said while hugging her. Her body shook as she sobbed quietly while clenching his robs.

"Yes Father!" She replied between her sobs.