So my dear readers I've been AWOL for a while, i had to get myself together, so sorry for that, but I'll be consistent from now on.
Enjoy reading my symphony of emotions.
_____________________
Caelus, The weaver of stars
"To guide is divine. To deceive is simply art."
Domain : Cosmos
Role: The divine cartographer of reality. Caelus governs the cosmic design—patterns in the stars, the energy lines of the world, celestial order. He isn't destiny itself, but rather the architect of circumstance. His domain is space, alignment, and the grand map everything walks upon.
Why this works: "Cosmos" lets him remain the master of paths and celestial design without directly intruding on Destiny's domain. He controls the stage; Destiny controls the script.
Symbol: A spiral of stars forming an ouroboros.
Hypocrisy: Preaches the sanctity of cosmic balance, but constantly rearranges stars and ley lines to create drama in the mortal world.
____
Velmora, the Voice of Harmony
"Balance must be maintained... even if it means breaking you in half."
Domain : Order
Role: The divine judge of civilizations. Velmora manipulates laws, morals, and social contracts—not for justice, but to ensure obedience. She speaks in perfect calm, soothing nations into war, convincing rebels they're tyrants, and rulers they are messiahs.
Why it makes sense: All power needs structure. She's the architect of systems—and the saboteur within them.
Symbol: Two hands clasped over a broken scale.
Hypocrisy: Preaches peace, but engineers division and conflict to ensure no side ever truly wins—because "perfect balance" is a forever moving goalpost.
____
Erosan, the Flame of Passion
"Your desire is beautiful. Let it burn everything."
Domain : Desire
Role: The divine muse of emotion. Erosan sparks love, war, obsession, invention, and downfall. He wears every form—temptation has no fixed face. He makes mortals fall in love with ideas so violently that they destroy themselves chasing them.
Why it makes sense: Without desire, mortals are stagnant. But with too much, they ignite—and burn.
Symbol: A flame coiled around a heart pierced by a quill.
Hypocrisy: Uplifts dreams and emotions as sacred—but manipulates them to ensure self-destruction or unfulfilled longing. He gives the spark, then steals the air.
____
These gods aren't just deities. They are ideological architects, emotional engineers, and cosmic playwrights—each representing a fundamental force within Aethoria. But unlike benevolent guides, they're hypocrites who enjoy breaking the very principles they claim to uphold. Their worship is a trap. Their presence is theater. Their words are weapons.
They are the Triumvirate Above—the true rulers of Aethoria, unseen yet omnipresent.
They don't care who wins. They care if it's beautiful.
They created the world not to nurture it—but to observe it decay with grace.