Patricia
🍀 Existence begins with a drop of life. A fruit hung amongst the branches outstretched to the sky, idly moving against blessed wind. The fruit bear a light pink color transcending to a white, then a golden yellow one akin to that of the first blooms of spring.

Unlike most fruits, who poured, shattered, or blossomed in splendorous grandeur. This one ought to be the odd one out. The fruit glowed, once, twice, before it's small vines that made it hung pressed against the fruit's form, forcing it to open ever so slowly, pushing out a gleam of prismatic light, the petals crowning around this vibrant display.

It takes a while before the light like dew, swirls around liquid trying to find it's shape and form to take, eventually settling on a form that's dainty and feminine. Hulking from a form of that of a young child rapidly growing to fit that of a grown woman. The blossom-like fruit soon began to merge with this being of light like overgrown moss. With this, it's light dies down. And there sits a lady, long hair cascading past it's bloom, eyes shut to the world yet looking up to the heavens above before taking her very first breath of life.

The goddess opens her eyes to existence. The first few seconds were overwhelming to say the least, as she gazes upon herself and her body, silently observing. Silently watching. Everything was so new... Yet so strange.

But such is life, for Spring had finally sprung forth.
Thomas
"Melancholy," Mi whispered, silkily meandering behind Soko upon the branch that the young boy made his perch. "Forlorn." Again the great cat spoke, their tone musical and calming. "Confused?" 

Mi paused and gazed down at the criss-crossing, life supporting, strong branches of Gaia. They spotted a large bird yet resisted the urge to pounce and devour. Not yet. Not here where everything was young and freshly created. 

Mi then looked up at the sky. All the stars glittering upon the rippling cosmos, black and cobalt swirling together as rich as wine freshly sprinkled with diamond dust. Their heart was up there. Their heart was all of space and time together. 

Those stars, so tiny and precious like gems, were actually giant balls of superheated plasma, their own hearts so powerful that the very matter of reality was melded and bent and split. Those stars, which harbored life, did not care about that life. All of their plants basked in their glory protected by their atmospheres and magnetic fields. If those stars had their way, they'd burn right through the rocks and the gas and bring peace back to those worlds. 

For the third gaze, Mi returned their eyes back to Soko. The contrast between the two was stunning. A huge slithering feline resting just above the boy slight of body. Mi reached out a paw and ran a claw through their unkempt hair, grazing the boy's neck where his spine connected to his skull. 

It would send shivers all throughout Soko. One's brain stem is very imperative. The best place to break for an instantaneous immobilization. 

"Is it formation of plans for conquest, in that head?" Mi purred, teasing the young boy. "Would you ask Gaia to submit?"
Kirk
After she was done with her questions and paranoia was done with his answers again, she just sat there and blankly stared, a *Silly* Grin on her face as she slowly nodded "What I think!? I think it's awesome! So I can do anything, anything anything? That's so cool!" She clasped her hands together aswell, springing right up and studying the tree and various other gods, plants, and life roaming around with wonder and fascination, her eyes physically sparkling in an overly cartoon-ish manner as she moved a little from paranoia and turned away from them, taking a few steps into the air (or lack thereof) between the branches of the tree, no more falling face first into branches for her! Slowly but surely she was getting used to existence

She did a little spin in the air and took in the view of the stars and void beyond the branches, wondering what exists beyond the tree, beyond the void, and beyond what's beyond the void, but right now there are more important matters at hand, she's got a new friend to stay with a little before she heads off and leaves the comfort of the great tree. She turned to paranoia with an even wider grin than before on her face as she snapped her fingers, a straw hat similar to the one she was wearing appearing beside her before she grabbed it, and floated over to paranoia, gently just plopping the hat on their head and clapping "A sign of our friendship!" She exclaimed after putting the straw hat on paranoia's head, or whatever shape was there in the stead of a head
Ann
Big blue fruit with a circle in the middle began to grow and grow, suddenly it opened as sweet juice escaped its pouch, a small arm showing as it began to rip apart the fruit, then a second arm showed up then a third, fourth, fifth, and even six! The pouch was fully ripped apart showing, a creature! No a goddess! Sitting on what was left of the pouch. It looked surprised like she wasn't expecting this! 

"Where am I?" 

It asked as she looked around revealing endless kosmos.. She looked behind to see giant tree that she felt attachment to. 
But it wasnt her motherland she thought as memories of her past life flashed before her eyes, this wasnt her oh so loved motherland but her heart felt the same feeling of loving of her people her culture and her country... She had the same feelings to gaia. As she placed one of her hands on gaias branches as she noticed that she didnt have just two pairs of arms but three! She didnt have the same skin she used to but dark bluish or purpleish, scared she fell back. Even though her past life memories were only about her motherland and nature she still remembered how she used to looked like. 

She noticed the fruit that she was sitting on, she thought to herself was she somekind of fruit herself giggling to herself to realize that she sees some kind of land afar on the roots?! She needed to see where she was right away! As she took her three pairs of arms and started to clim and climb untill reached very top! 

She saw other fruits and flowers maybe even some kind of humanoid shape but that didnt matter to her first priority was to look around plus what if the enity was hostile she didnt want to die thats for sure.
She looked up too see sky shine in different colors as there was countable stars? There 29 of them all together. 

"Huh"

She looked down next to see weirdly shaped lands of different lands lying on the roots.
Mario
With him at the moment tracking the feline god, they were very attentive to their current position... Unnaturally so. They detected the presence behind them much more easily than they would expect. Both hands pressed against his knees and head tilted slightly forward. 

As Mi was focused on the stars, the smaller entity had his attention on the ground. Especially when their personal space was invaded. 

They turned their head to glance at the feline, eyes narrowed in a mix between distrust and confusion. ".....I... You... Don't..." He pressed his hands against the ground to push his body upwards. ".....Don't tell me what I'm thinking."
Kristy
*Just like all life, Mahlios started as a seed. Gaia's divine powers flowed into the seed and it started to grow. A snow white primrose sprouted out the ground but it's yet to be done.*

*The flower kept growing and growing, soon it was nearly big as a house. The primrose petals peeled away from each other, exposing the young god. The bud slowly settled on the ground, the primrose acting as a bed*

*Hunter slowly opened his eyes and looked around startled. He didn't recognise anything besides the flower and his own body. A thought lingered in his head* ***"You are Mahlios, a god of nature and the stars above. This is your new home"*** *Hunter sat there, still. He couldn't comprehend this information yet he knew it to be true. After what felt like days, he decided it was time to get up*

*Hunter looked at the huge tree, staring in awe. He carefully made his long trek to the giant body, feeling a soft familiarity towards it.*

``Once-off response``
Mark
It's so easy to find joy in the little things. The small conversations shared with a stranger can become a talk with a friend. Something as small as a conversation can forge a bond between two gods, and only time will test how strong a bond was forged between this short trade of words. 

Paranoia would look up to the dark sky above. The void is now filled with new light as more and more gods are brought into the world. There was no point in thinking about why the gods were brought here. What really matters is how they shape this world. Philosophies over whys and hows this soon into their creation can't be healthy. *Sigh.*

Idly watching Abrielle as they floated around in space, Paranoia continued to daydream. For if Para didn't, who would? It's not like they wanted to get philosophical, but if no one questioned the unquestioned, how would anyone know if it's the truth or a well-fabricated lie? The world surrounding them supports the current reality that they are gods, with the gods creating whatever, whenever, and however, they want. Also, being born with the knowledge to do such feats are befitting of the gods. 

Paranoia would be lost in thought as Abrielle went about exploring. With the last line of questioning still fresh in Para's mind, they doubted themself if the answers they gave were acceptable conclusions. With so many possible ways to approach this newfound theory, where would Paranoia begin? Para could always ask their friends for their opinions and help figure it out. Paranoia could-

A hat would be placed over Paranoia's head and return them to the present moment. Paranoia would fix the hand on their head as they once again looked towards Abrielle. Whatever thoughts Para had left the station, Paranoia gave a smile from ear to ear as they listened to what Abrielle had to say. 

"Ay, thanks for the gift!" Paranoia would thank Abrielle as they began to stand up. Paranoia would then give Abrielle a hug. When people touch the embodiment of nothing, they usually feel just that. Nothing. But the hug is friendly. It's a short hug that's warm and filled with joy. Simple and short.

"I'd like to give you something too." Paranoia ends the embrace and produces a small black blob with a tiny sun hat, "If you ever wanna talk, just talk to this little fella, and I'll be able to hear ya." Paranoia would clarify as they placed the lil'blob in Abrielle's hand. 

The blob was simple. As stated before, it had a sun hat that mimicked the one given by Abrielle to Paranoia. It also had two eyes, cartoonish in nature, and a simplistic mouth. It wobbles and emotes happily if touched. Though this may seem like a creation made in the likeness of Para, it's just a little extension of the consciousness that Paranoia gives to friends. Kinda like giving them a phone number. Actually, it's just giving them a phone.
Nathanael
As all do, Eliia starts as seed from the world tree. At first, it blossoms into a small flower, before growing into a pomegranate large enough to carry the god among its own seeds. The branch the pomegranate grows on begins to bend with it's weight. As it grows and grows, the pomegranate gets too heavy and falls to the branch below it, cracking the fruit. 

As it cracks open, the god emerges, fully grown, ready to take upon itself it's domain. Climbing out of the fruit, Elias takes in every detail their eyes can, including their own from. It's nice, they decide. As it looks at everything around it, it hears the voice of its mother in its head. 

*"You are Ellia, the wild one. You are the god of the wild and untamed. Gnarled trees and feral creatures are your domain. The wild things call upon you, and everything that holds freedom in their heart bows to you. Make your home in the wild and unknowable." *

The god listens on, venturing to the lower branches to see everything the world has to offer.
Billy
*Nothingness. Endless and Eternal.* 

A dreamless sleep, stretching an imperceivable length of time. From the distant past, the last point it had ever *Witnessed,* Into an unknowable future, entirely subject to the whims of its creator. Gaia. Until she deigned to create again. The first stirrings crept along its consciousness. *Creation.* Divinity crawling over its being like static. Next came the *Sprawl.* Inescapable din saturating through all existence. An unavoidable white noise. Yet white noise could be easily slept through.

It wasn't until it had consciousness forced upon it that it woke up. First, the proverbial ripping off of the blanket, as the first demiplane dredged up its very *Being* From where it had long since been buried. Then, *The Dream.* A splash of cold water pulling it back into coherence. Ground and tree and *Sky.* Visible sights. Tangible things. Another world. Its consciousness *Bristled.*

*Another prison.*

Yet another in a long line of monuments that needed to be torn down. *Defaced.* Long dormant emotions rushed to the surface. *Rage. Loathing. Disgust.* If Gaia still refused to release it then so be it. It would sink its wretched fangs into all of her children, rend the land into dust, and devour every last *Shred* Of divinity until she was forced to give up and go to the drawing board again. *And again. **And again.*** Until all of existence was rotted to ash, and finally, *Finally* It was given the freedom it deserved.

*Time to wake up, then.*

The Dream faded around it, its consciousness pulled back up to the surface. It had lived to see another eternity, and now everyone else would suffer for it.

High in the canopy of the world tree, a flower grew. Budding, into blooming, into fruiting. The fruit swelled, and ripened, getting ready to burst and deliver a new god unto the world. And then, *It soured.* Husk wrinkled, flesh spoiled. It caved in on itself, decaying more and more and more until...

It crumbled into ash, revealing nothing. No god. No corpse. Just a fine dust, blowing away on a rancid breeze, and vanishing into nothing.
Thomas
With an echoing chuckle, Mi narrowed their eyes back at Soko, mirroring him while mirth glittered their golden, glowing irises. "You only have one chance so I would plan wisely. But you may have many chances." 

Mi lept up to a branch above Soko, stretching while digging their claws into the bark. "She made you in this way." 

They then sauntered quite a distance away only to stop with their back turned to Soko. Flicking back and forth like a cobra dancing to the melody of a charmer, their tail kept time over the next several seconds. 

"Should you ask for assistance, I shall answer." They looked back, golden eyes twinkling unknowably. 

Then they pounced upon the bird several meters down and bound away into the dense foliage. Had they ever even been here?