Donald
*The birth of a new life was nigh to emerge from this specific fruit attached to the great tree, out of the countless thats on each and every branch this fruit seemed different from the others, its colour was different, and it's essence was rare amongst all the others, even those that could be described as unique, a fruit like this can only be described as an irregular amongst it's pairs, what was even more out of the ordinary was the being that emerged from within... A being that posed a threat to the other fruits and branches, perhaps even the tree itself, for such a thing to be called upon into this new world, did it meant the end of it was it a mistake? No, this entity is not one who is bounded by such fate, a fate that meant the destruction of all things, for that being would bring about an end to that fate itself. For the eternity it had spent in its past life, this life it was certain to live, in whatever way it pleases, and those who try to oppose it will meet The End.*
Judith
"I see, so the world here must not be that old in the grand scheme of things. I was planning on having a look around myself to see what others have done. I feel an instinct to create, but I am consciously holding back. My curiosity of others exceeds my instincts at the current time. Ah–But I was planning on exploring on my own. Perhaps even carve out a realm for myself in the meantime." Hashut pulled her hand away as soon as it was grabbed, offering Ainbheartach an apologetic smile as she did so. Physical contact was... Not something she was really desiring, even from her apparent 'brother.' But, she would walk next to the wild god regardless. Should the man look down at his hand he would find it covered in soot from coming in contact with Hashut's hand. 

From a quick glance, both her hands and feet looked scorch to black from an apparent flame. Similar to her hands, Hashut's feet left small black footprints in her wake, stamped upon the branch of the World Tree. "Please, lead on, brother. I am wondering what exactly you have to show me to be so excited as you are. I can only hope to match your enthusiasm." Hashut would offer a small giggle at Ainbheartach's chipper voice. Even despite being a literal walking flame, Hashut still did not possess the ability to match the wild god's passion. Being a deity of the forge, she was much more serious even if her own senses buzzed with excitement at the idea of seeing a new world straight from the onset of her birth. 

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Daniel
*There in the midst of Yggdrasil's branches, there stirred something most foul confined within some reclusive though otherwise unassuming alcove. Here had grown once vibrant fruit whose sheen shined among the branches like gold in grass, an apple as sweet as sin, yet in seclusion it had warped and fluxed. The red sheen had bled as new colours surfaced, subsuming what were an idyllic visage, picturesque of a tacky little painting on someone's wall. A veritable rainbow of colour had blossomed whilst the apple's shape too was warped by some unseeable force, push and pull, press and release, to and froe. That fruit once sweet as sin had taken new form, shedding skin to become wholly unrecognizable, writhing and wailing like some manic beast that had infiltrated the cradle of gods.*

*Until it inexplicably stopped one idle evening, though still it stirred in spite of how it itself no longer warped nor wailed. As though something from within tossed and turned, pressing against the shell in which they were confined within, yet not once having it bend. But alas while time marched on the fruit's colours gradually faded, the once vibrant glow which it radiated snuffed by some black haze. Its plump though horrifically disfigured shape withering, shriveling up into some narrow tube, not too dissimilar of a cocoon of a kind. Such change however was slow yet continuous, a far cry from the manic and sporadic warping that had wracked a once pristine apple. Once it too were finished though, not a trace of such an apple remained, in its stead was the shriveled husk of that which was once so full of life.*

*But still it stirred, a light shake and muffled noises that promised life where at a glance it was thought forsaken.*

*....Then...*

***Tch!***

*A fist suddenly shot through the frui-.. Cocoon? Thing? Before promptly retreating back into its shell, opening a window within for the first time, and to they who peer within shall notice that something stares right back.* "BONK!" *It cried, as the entire frui-.. Cocoon.. Thing proceeded to shake dramatically, for either that creature is particularly excited or the thing housing it is shivering in fear for what it brought into this world.*