The Book of Deceive
From their fight the first Gods were born,
Strong and beautiful,
Fierce and cunning,
Merciful and yet terrible in their rage,
The Gods hovered over the battlefield.
Avatars, in their rage, charged against each other,
The cosmos was shaking.
From their clash the first planets were created.
After the shaking stopped,
In front of the Gods a single figure stood,
Volun, the all-father, emerged,
Tall and lean,
Fierce and beautiful,
Wiser that the rest.
All the gods had a piece of his mind.
He looked at the things created around him,
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