The Ninth Reality 'Trivenndia'

In the beginning,   On another world,   A dragon became a God.   Along with his fellows he ruled;   Until amongst them there could be no peace.     It began as a void...   Until the Gods bestowed upon it,   The breath of creation and life...   And from that breath,   Came forth the Realities.       To each ruler their domain.   Overlapping, yet separate.   Until the tangle learned malice,   And from that malice, emerged the void reborn.   Seven dreams undone. Seven Gods dethroned.     And so the first, to save the last,   A final sphere gave shape.   That within its anomalous weave,   Could be born a Saviour of worlds.   Seven sins undone. Seven spheres made one.