Barbara
On on of the upperbranches just like many gods that came before him, a fruit would be seen ripping. It was on the verge falling off the branch and giving birth to a new deity. Soon the fruit would soon detach from the branch and it landed on a branch lower the it. And from the newly ripped fruit, was someone who took the form of a young human male. 

The human male had snow white eyes and hair. His clothes matched also being snow white wearing a nice jacket and pants. From exiting the fruit and onto the branch. He looked around Yiggdrasil. 

"...So this is how I arrive. Ontop of this tree. No matter."
Andrew
Guerre, on another one of his spurs of wonder, had decided to show up back on the upper branches. He had yet to visit the place since his 'birth'. He wandered nigh aimlessly, his attention still focused on the fight with Oda back in his realm, until he noticed movement before him. Another deity being born.

Guerre blinked past the fight, pulling attention to what's in front of him.

He tilted his head at the figure, unsure how to gauge. Guerre just stared at him,
Barbara
He was just about go on about his business about to discover himself. Until he noticed someone watching his birth. He looks to him noticing not speaking. He remained quiet for a couple more seconds just in case he had something to say. 

"...So? Is there something you wanna say to me?"

He asked as he kep staring at him.
Andrew
Guerre raised a brow, "So he speaks." The god commented, "Good."

He crossed the branch to get a closer look at him, "Firstly, what do you know?" Guerre's arms lay hidden in his cloak as he bent down to look at him.
Barbara
He crossed his arms as he looked at him. He felt as if he wanted something from him. 

"...What I know. My name Seiji Recht. And I have a want to keep things in order. Also that I own a machine dragon."

He explains
Andrew
"That's certainly something." Guerre commented. A "Machine dragon" Seemed strange to him. He imagined such a thing, and its uses for war. It could be quite menacing, but perhaps the maintenance to keep it functioning would out weigh the maintenance to keep an organic one alive and well. 

"I am Guerre." The god bowed his head in respect. Names were power, and he found it fair that since this "Seiji" Gave his name, Guerre would give his own. 

"Do you know where you are?" Guerre asked. He wondered on if every one of the deities knew who they were before, or they were all amnesic
Barbara
As for where he even was he had no idea. From what he could see, he was on a oversized tree in the middle of nowhere. Nothing that really showed him where he was. 

"Hmmm im on a tree in the middle of nowhere. I know that much, as for what tree this is, being so big we can stand on it, I have no idea." 

He told him
Andrew
"I suppose you will learn with time. Personally, I'm unsure what this big tree means." Guerre responded, "Granted, I spent a total of 2 minutes here in the branches before heading down to make my realm."

Guerre crossed his arms and decided to take look around the empty space beyond the tree, "Speaking of realms, perhaps you should make one. It seems run of the mill for our kind."
Barbara
"Right... Just as odd that I was born in a fruit."

He said thinking of that was exactly he was born out off. It seems weird. But it might've been a common thing. So he didn't question it further. Soon he suggested making a realm. 

"Making a realm? Thats definitely something feasible that I can do... But at the same time... I don't quite understand it. Are realms like your living quarters?"
Andrew
Guerre raised a brow. An interesting question.

"I suppose so, yes. It's like your living quarters, except quite large. *Very* Large, actually. Entire worlds. You can create on on the lower branches."

Guerre's thumb pointed down below them, "It's not as much as a climb as it seems it'll be."
Barbara
"Hmm I see... So basically my own living world. Well now that you told me this information... Id be wrong for me to refuse."

He said invisioning his realm. A place of perfect order. But free will would be a problem if mortals we're to live. Akon Guerre mentioned it was a short climb.

"Luckily I don't need to climb."

Soon with a snap of his fingers a portal appears with that machine dragon he mentioned coming out. It seemed to be fully robotic and definitely looked intimidating. This colossal monster was over 50ft tall and floates over the branch. 

Seiji would soon walk on the massive metal claw of the dragon. He looked over at Guerre. He wondered if he wanted to witness his new realm. 

"Would you like the join me in seeing me make my realm? Im still new to being a god. Also I would like to have a fellow god to chat with."
Andrew
A raised brow at his words. He stepped back as he watched the machine dragon appear through the portal. At least he has a grasp on what he can do, Guerre thought, it took him about 2 cycles to do basic things. Partly because he was busy creating, and partly because he was getting used to the new body he entered.

Guerre's head rose to meet the dragons gaze. While he had no intention to make machines such as those in his realm, or at least not yet, he believes that perhaps his own realm should need something of that design. But something alive and organic.

"I wouldn't mind doing that." Guerre reasoned. It was either join this newborn or go back to wandering off in the upper branches. This seemed more fun.
Barbara
Seiji smiled as he was able to reason with him. Also it was nice to socialize with someone he just met. So he spoke again. 

"Thank you Guerre. Would you like to fly on Machinedra or do you have your own method of reaching the lower branches?"
Andrew
"I'll meet you down there." Guerre said. He was already on his way, taking a step off the ledge and allowed himself to fall.
Barbara
"Hmmm very well."

He said as the machine dragon soon decends down to the lower branches of the world tree.
Andrew
Guerre allowed himself to fall, controlling the rate in which he fell. He didn't bother climbing down, he was completely confident in his ability.