Shaqarim (SHAH-kah-reem)
Heavenly Host
Before time had a name and before The Mortal Realm was shaped, there was Chaos—not as disorder, but as the boundless, untamed potential of all that could be. From this Infinite Chaos, two beings emerged: El-Yahweh, the Shaper of Forms, and Asherah, the Weaver of Essence. Together, they brought balance to the formless vastness, binding thought to shape, energy to purpose.
From their union came the Shaqarim, the firstborn spirits of creation. They were neither mortals nor mere servants but the manifest children of the Divine. They were not created for worship or war, but to bring forth the first movements of existence itself. Some forged the foundations of the Mortal Realm, others guided its unfolding patterns, while still others wove the fabric of destiny. Yet, even in their splendor, they were given a choice—one that would define them for all eternity.
The Archangels were the first among them, standing as heralds and enforcers of the grand design. Gabriel, the Voice of Revelation. Chamuel, the Guardian of Love. Others served as warriors, healers, and messengers of divine will.
The Choirs of Radiance existed as living song, shaping reality through harmonic resonance, ensuring that time, matter, and destiny flowed as they were meant to.
The Watchers recorded the unfolding of existence, observing without intervention, serving as the silent historians of the cosmos.
While most Celestials remained within the divine realms, a few ventured into Tír na nÓg, seeking knowledge from the Aetherkin, who had long pondered the mysteries of eternity. Unlike the Mortal Realm, Tír na nÓg stood outside the grand design, making it a place of quiet contemplation for those Celestials who wished to understand existence beyond mere purpose.
The Sovereigns (often called "Princes" by mortals) were the most powerful among them, shaping entire realms of their own making. Some ruled in solitude, others formed courts where free beings could carve out their destinies without celestial interference.
The Incubi and Succubi mastered the art of persuasion and emotion, not as tempters of sin, but as those who reveled in the raw, uncontrolled nature of desire and passion.
The Forsaken were those who sought neither dominion nor order, but wandered between realms, seeking meaning beyond the structures imposed by gods or kings.
A few among the Fallen found their way to Tír na nÓg, drawn to the realm where memory and thought shaped reality, where time did not dictate fate. Here, they were not seen as demons, nor as adversaries, but as curious wanderers, exchanging wisdom with the Aetherkin in places where the war between Plan and Will held no meaning.