The Coming of Ashur-ll'Zhara
In the immeasurable silence after ages had passed and legends had become dust, existence breathed anew. Stars bloomed and faded. Civilizations rose, sang their hymns to gods now forgotten, and vanished into myth. Yet above the song of reality, fate stirred — not with chaos, but with quiet intent.
Within the Nexus of Origin and End, a sacred realm where the Primordial Elder Gods reside. The primorial elder god of Time and Primordial elder god of Life-Death held dominion and met, something unimaginable occurred. Two forces — one who mastered the eternal flow of time,Kronos the Infinite Gear, and the other who balanced life and death, Cestilia the Pale goddess — crossed unknowingly into a union. Not by desire. Not by plan. But through the dance of infinite cycles and resonance between threads of existence.
From that convergence, a divine spark erupted — Ashur-ll'Zhara, the Primordial God of Fate, was born.
Ashur-ll'Zhara – The Fate That Remembers All
In the vast, starlit halls of the Nexus Realm — where time curved like a serpent and life-death intertwined like lovers in bloom and decay — Ashur-ll'Zhara sat quietly between his two parents. One, a being of endless gears and ticking paradoxes, Kronos, the Primordial of Time. The other, Cestilial, whose very breath whispered the balance between birthing cries and final sighs.
They taught him as though he were new, tender and unformed. And he let them.
Even though deep within him, in the boundless ocean of a soul older than reality, Ashur remembered.
He remembered being called the Author, whose words shaped cosmos.
He remembered being Ashur-ll'Zhara-Zahk'El, the The absolute angel among Titans, Primordial Elder Gods, and Celestials.
He remembered the name Ashur-ll'Zhara-Absolutum, when he bore the power of absolute balance.
He remembered being Ash, master of space and time.
And above all, he remembered Ashur — the one who fought Drexxa in the void and wept for creation's pain.
Now, the names were layers in his spirit — echoes.
But here, now, he was Ashur-ll'Zhara, the Primordial Elder God of Fate.
Not hidden. Not lesser. Simply… transformed.
For he is trully immortal and eternal the only way to pass time is to get a new identity after every tired sigh from him, and now he choose being a primordial god of fate. All other tittles and powers sealed deep within him remaining just a primordial of fate in this creation he created himself.