Dewitt
***...BOOM-!***

*Forming a small crater on the floor, the rock that had just fell from up above split open, cracking, as two large black wings spread open, as a being began crawling out of the rock. They groaned, coughing... They held their chest, hurting, as their attire was monochrome. Black and white robes to match the beings bright white skin, they lifted from within the torn halves of the rock, as they looked around.*

*As stated before, the being wore white and black rags, with splashes of brass. Medals and buckles on their clothing, they dangled and clinked, making noises similar to that a chime would make. The being had long silver hair, and from their head grew two large antlers, similar to that of a moose. They had a white tail, that swished behind them. And to top it off; two large black wings. Stations just below the beings back, but just above their buttocks. They stood up, and their eyes darted around, before croaking something out.*

"...H-hello...? Is... Anyone there?"
Bradley
*He had split his consciousness, it seemed nearly instinct as one half moved away from the halls of the god, away from the ritual and from the ceaseless presence of all those gods. He could sense his other half, control them both easily- it felt good, well almost. He heard something as his head snapped at a lightning speed towards the sound of the a crash. He instinctively dropped to the ground on all fours, his limbs spread out his back changing as he outstretched his clawed hands infront of him and expanded his legs to help carry him as his cloak disappeared. He seemed more like a wild beast now as he quickly moved stalking from the nearby foliage, deathly silent and careful. Warry of who this is,*

*He watched her move staying clear of where her gaze looked, he stalked expertly as if he had done this all of his existance... What a short existence this had been, but he grew bored of this- she didn't seem aggressive, he decided to let his guard down as he took a gentle quiet step out from the foliage standing back on two feet right behind her as his cloak reformed* "I am." *Spoke a strange monstrous and unfeeling sounding voice just behind her, he stayed just out of reach- still warry and careful*
Dewitt
*The girl stepped out of the shell of the rock, and immediately hugged herself; rubbing her arms with her hands as she felt a wave of coldness wash over her. Before, she was very warm, but now, she was cold as ice. The air around her figure almost compressed, sound being pulled into her body. She looked at the man make himself known, as she yelped for a moment, taking a single step back as she looked at him, her eyes widened.*

"Y-You...! Stranger... Who are you? Where am I?"

*Her voice sounded as though she was underwater, muffled yet somehow perfectly clear to hear. Like her voice was sucked away by a vacuum. Yet even still, her voice was loud. It wavered as she held a small hand out, her wings outstretched behind her.*

*She shook, unsure of what to do at the moment. Just a minute ago, she was trapped in a tight, pitch black space. She was slightly hurt... A pounding feeling in her chest. She didn't like it.*
Bradley
*He watched her, he had many crimson eyes along his shadowy body popping out of his obsidian like skin like blood pooling out of a wound, many focused on her every movement tracking her exactly and very carefully. But there where other eyes watching there surroundings as well. Ironically there head had no eyes itself* 

*As she took a single step back he took a exact single step forward just barely out of reach but as if he could lunge at any moment- but his body while on guard seemed less posed to attack and more to withstand or dodge a attack from any angle* "I am agraothrust. A new God, just like you, do you feel it? Your purpose? Your being of creation?" 

*He asked his voice not Wavering but it did seem to hold a new sense of curiosity however*
Dewitt
*As he asked that, a name came into her head... She could feel it. She thought about his question, and slowly got closer, but had her hands out, ready to defend herself if she needed to.*

"...F-Felyra. Felyra... Krynvielle... That is my name. I... I am a God, yes."

*She felt her purpose, at least somewhat. She looked up into the sky, infatuated with it. It looked... So empty. There were clouds, and a large glowing ball, yet, other than that... It was just space. She looked back down at Agraothrust, her brow slightly furling, as her face relaxed. She stood up straight, standing quite tall, yet she was incredibly thin, before her gaze fixated on the man.*

"I... I know not who created me. Yet... I feel gratitude. Now... Answer me something else... How do I get up there?"

*She said, pointing at the sky. She needed to get up there. To fill it with something. The emptiness of it all upset her greatly.*
Bradley
"I see," *He said as he saw her arm point up, instead of turning his head up instead he extended a single arm, opening his clawed hand as an eye grew into the center. It looked up at the sky as he grinned showing off rows of deadly and cruel teeth* 

"Now that, I've never tried" *He stated as his grin persisted* "But... I feel like I've seen this before, another god born at the same time as I had- they had wings..." *He stated as his back suddenly began to shapeshift and change before two large eagle like wings bursted from his back and ripping threw his cloak with sickening cracks and pops as he extended them- they looked to be white feathers but a strange blood like red liquid dripped from each feather, in the center of each wing was one large eye ball* "I know not how far we can reach but... We can fly,"
Dewitt
*Felyra watched as his wings expanded. She got closer to him, her hands now at her sides. She was a bit more relaxed, as her wings outstretched, being arguably larger than his were. She lightly chuckled, as she looked up.*

"Yes... Fly, we can. Shall you and I go, then...?"

*She flapped her wings, a huge gust of wind billowing out of her, as she lifted off the ground, as her huge wings fluttered. She began flying, and stared at the World Tree, where she'd been born. It was... Beautiful. Vibrant. Humungous. She wanted her creations to do that... At least, she figured, she's a god! She can bring forth life... Couldn't she...?*

"Gods have abilities... Yes...? What are mine...?"
Bradley
"I'm not sure myself, but I can feel it" *He said launching up, he wasn't as quite fast as her and he sent sprays of blood and ruined feathers with each flap of his wings, but he wasn't necessarily slow either as he stayed in decently close reach*

"Can't you? The drive to create, the feeling of kin among the other gods and the world bending to are whims- it feels right. Although something tells me you were meant to be in the skies for more then I was." *He watched her fly memorized by her skill, to be fair he was easily impressed as he had hardly seen much flying at all, but it was unique and new to him- even as he was the god of the unnatural it didn't mean he disliked the natrual. After all without sense there couldn't be nonsense and there couldn't be the unnatural without the Natrual.*
Dewitt
*Felyra let out a laugh as she flew higher and higher, eventually above the tree itself, as she spun in circles and loops, and did barrel rolls in the air. She looked down at him, struggling to fly, as she chuckled some more.*

"You must not fly often. Your wings are crude, you fly slow..."

*Though, she thought that it was strange. She could fly this well off the rip...*
"I... Have an urge. Yes, to create. This emptiness in the... Sky, is it called...? I want to fill it. Fill it with my ideas. I've only met you, no other Gods. Are there other..."

*She looked down at herself, and then at Agrao.*
"...*Goddesses*...?"
Bradley
"This is the first time I've ever flown, I haven't been alive much longer then you have." *He said his wings growing longer with a satisfying but crude snap as he suddenly pushed upwards* "I have will to create, but not to fill the skies. It must be that we have much different duties you and I." *He said gaining on her, making it easier to speak* 

"I wish to hunt, in the wilds- in deep mists and places unknown to this world, find and create creatures that break one's mind and don't make sense- the ceaseless whispers of insanity and the forgotten breath of reality. That's what I feel I embody" 

*He said finally managing to crudely catch up with her, although he knew that she could probably easily out maneuver him. He wondered if this was a bad idea, he felt vulnerable up here* "Goddesses? Yes, I had seen many. Although I don't really feel driven towards any gender or personal being..." *He said thoughtfully curious*
Dewitt
*She nodded as he spoke, as she laughed again at his crude flying, as he made himself bigger and more powerful. She listened to him speak about his will. To hunt, to create creatures that'd drive one mad... And a smirk grew on her face. This place they were in, it was already full of life; that was evident. However, the skies... They— already empty from objects —were devoid of life. She could put it in...*

"You and I... We could work together. I could fill the skies with stars, planets, moons. You can provide them with..."

*She looked down at the ground, several thousand feet below them.*

"...Alien life."