The Creation

Celestial / Cosmic

The Voice speaks, a world forming through its will.

The foundations newly laid, though nowhere near finished, Kras'na underwent great changes. The spoken words of the Voice blew across the land similarly to a powerful storm. Within each word was several commandments, intricately weaving into one. Primeval magic flooded the lands with wild unpredictability in the wake of the words. Mountains rose suddenly, only to crack and crumble within itself. Oceans were formed as the ground broke assunder, crumbling into the waters below. Rivers cut into the soft dirt, winding trough the land for the first time. The world shook ceaselessly, reeling from the might of the Voice.    When the world was finished being shaped, the Voice spoke again. A string of words, interlocked within each other fell upon the barren world. From it animals of different sizes were created, and vegetation sprouted through the world, growing without constraint. Forests of giant trees grew under the command of the Voice, and animals thrice the size of those seen today trotted into their new homes. Deserts and grasslands, tundras and swamps filled the land, becoming homes perfect for the worlds inhabitants.