Erebus enjoyed what he had created. And especially, what he had done for the future. He traveled across the planet, looking for more ways to improve on what has currently been given form and what not. When Erebus traveled, he eventually found a settlement of his nephews and nieces, Duplicity's children.<br/><br/>He took a seat on top of a rock and looked at Duplicity's children. Quickly, he noticed how some of the children looked cold. How they were constantly rubbing themselves to get warm. Erebus himself never felt cold, or warm. He just felt nothing. He did notice how those children that walked in the light of his Star, were warm. While the ones in the shades felt cold.<br/><br/>Erebus smiled as he had one of his new ideas. Holding his hands out before him, he had a small space between his hands and focused. The light of his Star was collected in that small space and formed, it combusted into a small flame. He tossed the newly born flame onto the nearest patch of grass and then just observed.<br/><br/>The children didn't seem to pay any attention to him as they gathered around the fire. They looked at the fire. They felt its heat. They enjoyed it. They found amusement in it. They carried pieces of wood to carry the fire around and warm up elsewhere.<br/><br/>With a snap of his fingers he disguised himself to make him look more like one of the sons of Duplicity and then walked towards them. He used his words and actions to try and encourage the children to embrace the fire and try to make it themselves. When he saw tens of different children trying to apprehend how to make fire using branches, stones, ... he smiled.<br/><br/>He disappeared from the village and decided to go further around, looking for more of Duplicity's children and to find out what his brothers and sisters were doing. He had given his nieces and nephews fire. He was curious as to how things would further evolve.