Fos

Goddess of creation, light, and the sun. She was killed

Symbols
The sun, Light, Fire

Background or Mythos
There Once existed nothing but dust, empty space and a little girl by the name of Fos.

She had long golden hair and eyes of amber. She’d wander through the empty space and when she’d get tired, the girl would rest on a dust cloud, stare into the distance and cry, the empty space around her occupying her thoughts. The Girl got older and more lonely and, over time, some of her tears, sliding off the dust, created rivers. and lakes and seas, and some, seeping into the dust, created soil, created land. Fos traveled to the place she had created, carefully placing her feet onto the ground, causing green grass to sprout under her and dug her hands into the dirt. Fos dampened the dirt in her palms with water from a nearby stream and sculpted a figure made in her image. And once it was finished, she placed her hands gently on its face and kissed it, breathing life deep into it. And the first human was born into this new world.

She worked tirelessly and with care, sculpting more and more, each of them with flaws, but perfect in their own way and when she was done, Fos traveled back into space and smiled, lighting up her newly made world and then, deciding she could finally rest, closed her eyes. But when she opened them again, she found her new creations cold, sick and dying. Fos decided that her new world needed protectors, to watch over it when she could not. So she gathered all the dust that still remained in the space around and started sculpting once again. She thought about the mischievous smiles of the humans she created, the games they played and Nerogaris - the god of Chaos was created. She traveled around the world hand in hand with her sister, who Fos made while thinking about her humans forming communities, staying together. She was given the name Gidemonas, and she was the god of Order. Then Fos thought about the closeness of her creation, how they would hold each other and how they cared about one another. And Agapimenos, the god of Love was created. Her presence filled the sky, millions of shining stars lighting up the world. And then there was no dust left, but Fos thought about the people lost in her slumber and soon Kathartirio, the god of Death, although not seen, filled the air, and gentle winds guided the the lost into the underworld. Finally content, Fos closed her eyes and fell asleep for the night, leaving the protectors to keep her creation safe until the morning.