Dieu had watched the drama unfolding with candid interest, although he was silent for a long time as sibling Gods worked upon each other's creations.  They were creating more than they knew.  Deiu had witnessed the first death, and the first conflict, all in a span of moments.<br/><br/>Camin's Fish and Sharks were beautiful things indeed, and he was mystified by the way the moved through the water.  He was wonderfully pleased with Camin, who seemed to embody his sense of how his universe should unfold.  But he was careful not to tell the other's that.  They were jealous enough of each other without him adding favoritism to it.  He is very pleased, filling Camin's Light once more, curious to see what else he produce.  He is marking that Camin has a deep affinity for this creation, and decides, soon, to spend some time helping him build upon it more.<br/><br/>Erebus seemed to set him ill at ease.  "Father..?" he said, as if tasting the words and the meaning.  He pondered and found it acceptable, albeit strange.  "I am happy to know you Four as my Children.  As Siblings of the First Creations.  But have we not all come from the same Oblivion to this place?  I shall be happy to be called your Father, and can think of no other word I should like better.  But I confess, I find the title awkward to wear."<br/><br/>Then Erebus demonstrated the power of Necromancy: The first Murder, and the first Resurrection.  Deiu was appalled by it, feeling a sort of taint enter into his world through the action.  Still, he remained calm, wanting to be supportive of such a momentous creation, no matter how it made him feel.  Still, it took him a long time to answer how he felt.<br/>At length he said to Erebus: "What you have shown me was beyond my imagination.  I knew the last universe perished, and somewhere in it, I, or the being I was in that reality, perished as well.  Thereby, what you have shown me must exist.  It is the very thing we have to thank for this moment, for these Days of Genesis.  However.. I see a taint has come over you for having taken a life, even as you have returned it." He spoke compassionately, as though he hated to say anything bad about a creation.<br/>"This knowledge, this art, does not please me.  And yet, I praise you, for having discerned the one surviving thing that is older, even, than ourselves.  Perhaps it is a mystery of our very existence..  Perhaps what you call Necromancy is the very art by which we and our universe have been reborn.  It is a curiosity, and that does indeed make me happy.  I ask that you guard it closely.  I shall hate to see things die that have not even been born yet."<br/><br/>Duplicity then stood and chiding her brothers, forming things of sand and blood that began to take on shapes of their own.  Deiu saw his own face, or a version of it, in them, and smiled when he saw them move about.  Duplicity then started what was the first Ideological Conflict, telling the newborn souls to cherish Dieu and Duplicity, and to stay clear from the other two.  As if to accentuate this point, she set a great silver sphere in the sky and called it her Throne, demanding that one of her brothers provide a light for it.  He watched them strangely, as they bickered, and was saddened to see Argonus flee in anger.  In truth, Deiu also felt anger, seeing his children assail one another.<br/><br/>When the Sun was created, Deiu's anger lessened.  There, upon the Oceans that Camin had wrought, and upon the scales of the fish and backs of the human-creatures that had been created, shined a most beautiful light.  He watched it shimmer on the waters, and smiled.<br/><br/>Deiu then spoke.  "Erebus, this creation pleases me greatly.  I will increase its power, to warm the creatures that dwell here."  Lifting his Torch, the small Light that shone in the sky became brighter and hotter: enough that the rays warmed the earth gently.  "Since this is your creation, Erebus, I will cause it to signify the Arts you have discerned.  Betimes, this Great Light will die and be reborn, to remind us all of these cycles."  And with that, the Sun began to move across the sky.  In time, it would set, and rise again.  Forever more.<br/>Turning to his sister:  "Duplicity, I now understand the nature of your Name.  You have created more than creatures to adore us: you have created choice, and creatures to make them!  I will now greatly empower your creations by drawing upon the well that birthed us."<br/>Dieu then drew up his Torch and called out to Oblivion, invited the souls that slept there, floating in their endless stasis, to join with the bodies of the creations she had made.  And into the Fish and Sharks that dwelt in the sea.<br/>"Henceforth, we Five shall have the power to call to Oblivion, and imbue our living creations with our brethren who rest there.  In this way, our creations shall truly be able to wield the powers of Knowledge and Choice."<br/>Having said this, he then spoke gravely to her.  "However, be mindful of what you have created.  Choice, and those who wield it, pleases me.  But to insult the creations of your brothers and set a symbol of your sole rights in the sky?  That is not Choice: that is Tyranny.  And that will not abide.  Therefore, your Throne will Darken and Ripen like the Star of Erebus, to remind all creatures, mortal and God, that there will always be choice."<br/>He then smiles at her.  "When your Throne is fully lit, it shall survive even the absence of Erebus's Star.  What then, will your creations know, under that light?"  Erebus and Duplicity both have their powers restored, and their thresh-holds raised to 20.  With a flash of Divine Light, Dieu departs.<br/><br/>He joins Argonas in his hiding place.  "My Friend, Child, and Sibling," he says.  "When Choice was wrought, your Pride suffered.  But it is choice between the pulses of power you have made, and the Knowledge that Duplicity has yet to bestow on her creations.  Be not saddened."  Deiu fills his light, increasing his Thresh-hold to 15.<br/>"Your brother and sister have forged symbols of their might in the heavens.  I will grant you this same honor."  He grabs Argonas by the hand and pulls him across the empty void of space, far away from the First World upon which his Siblings dwell.  "9 Knowledges.  9 Materials.  Thereby, I shall create nine Spheres, one to Radiate with each art.  These spheres shall be the parents of the Solid Waters to which your arts are now attuned.  When the Star of Erebus is faded, and the Throne of Duplicity turns away from the First World, it shall be your Spheres that shine on the creations we have wrought.  They shall be small to behold, but greater than the Throne of Duplicity in Scale.  In this way, those that seek for Knowledge will be guided to what you have made." Deiu points to the Metal associated with the White Metal of Wizardy: the Power of All.  "For my own vanity, this one I shall make brighter, so that as The Star of Erebus is born or dies, it shall always be visible.  It shall represent the Torch, and the mystery that endures even Death and Life."<br/>He then claps Argonas on the back.  "I will always be watching you."  And then disappears once again.<br/><br/>He moves back to the Ocean, excited.  "Camin!  Where are you?"  His grin is that of a child in a candy shop!