[HO-MDP] The Origin

Day 1,706, 14:13 • Published in Canada Turkey • by Venerable

Ladies and Gentleman of the Holy Order,



I speak to you now of the Origin.

Millenia past, there was naught but chaos in the Pantheon. Mitos, Disarys, and Palaero raged amongst their brethren, and even, I regret to say it, amongst themselves. They Created and they Destroyed, all for the sake of hatred and conquest. Life as we know could not exist, for the Laws that so govern the metaphysical aspects of the New World were more malleable than the price of Gold, which seems to always be shifting.

For hundred of thousands of years, no, millions of years, the war waged, yet naught an inch of ground was gained. The Gods had each been thrust into existence at the moment of the First Creation, and there strengths and weaknesses, while quite diverse, balanced perfectly. Except for one, Mitos. The God of Unity was singular, and among his brethren were Power, Glory, Desolation, and Carnage, each of which contained in them the strengths of singular confrontation.

It would not last forever, for Mitos had fashioned his Plan.

With all of his power he constructed amid the Cosmos the Chamber of Unity, which held three thrones. The throne on the right was fashioned of Swords, the throne on the left fashioned of Light, and the thrown in the middle was naught but a wooden structure. With the last of his strength he summoned two of his brothers, Disarys and Palaero, and then collapsed upon the modest throne.

In awe of his sacrifice, and at the realization of what such a union could produce, his brothers took up the unspoken offer and claimed their thrones. Upon the Throne of Swords sat Disarys, and his Power bled into Mitos, revitalizing him instantly. Upon the Throne of Light sat Palaero, and his Glory resonated throughout the Chamber.

With their Unity, the three effortlessly condemned their brethren to eternal prison, and set about the Creation that would lead to the organization of their religion, and the mandated Dictatorship of eCanada.


Faithful, we have been given the knowledge that all has passed because of Their plan, and for that we must ask for Their thanks.

The Three have been directing this course of events from the Beginning, and with their Chosen Rylde as our Glorious Dictator, myself as your Prophet, Simon Boucher-Ruest as your Sword, and Leo_Balzac as your Light, we can only rise to Glory!

Unity.
-That which binds. One Faith. One Purpose. One Direction.
-Birthed by Mitos, given voice through his Prophet.
-Faith is Obedience. Disloyalty is Heresy.

Power
-That which strengthens. Will. Force. Resolve.
-Awarded by Disarys, characterized by his Sword.
-Reforged through Faith, we are Unbeatable.

Glory
-That which is earned. Prestige. Courage. Eminence.
-Given by Palaero, illuminated by his Light.
-Renowned in our Faith, we are Unfathomable.


Let all be warned and notice taken,
We are the Unified, the Powerful, and the Glorious.
The Faithful of the Three.

We Stand Ready

May the Three be with you,
The Venerable Prophet of Mitos
The Faithful Stand Ready