Within the God Realm, 9 other demigods reside. They're just further away. Six near the middle, four a bit further away.
"..." A woman named Junala is seen groaning, as beside her...
"You know you can just say "no" to the mortals, Jun." Spoke Alissia, the Demigod of Sky. Junala, Demigod of War, stated:
"If I do, then I won't be stronger than that nerd who uses his "ever boundless knowledge' to one-up me in battle! If I can't beat the mind, I can't even dare call myself the Demigod of War." Junala explained that she and Alaric fight quite often. However, due to his analytical thinking and unpredictability, Alaric always finds a way to exploit whatever weakness Junala reveals.
When a demigod gains followers, even offerings, they become stronger. That's why Dominael is the God of Creation and Finality. His offerings, his prayers, and his list of achievements far exceed even Zeus himself. After all, he did create the entire world, the universe, and the entire system of his reality just from splitting off from the other.
***
Many years ago...
"You dare try and face me again, Junala?" Spoke Alaric, as standing across from him...
"Yeah... You may be father's first son, but I am his first daughter. As the firstborn... I think setting an example to our younger siblings is more than valuable." Junala said, as in one hand a long spear, in the other a sword.
"..." Alaric stared as waters surrounded his being. He may be weaker in terms of arcana levels, but he's far more than capable of keeping up a fight if it involves his wits.
"FWOOSH!" Junala rushed in, as Alaric swiftly pushed his water to the side, as...
"HAAA!!!!" Junala slams her weapons down, causing dirt to accumulate around them. But off riding the waters...
"Tsk!" Junala snickered, as...
"SKROOSH!" Water is controlled, as...
"PEW PEW PEW!" Darts rushed at the woman, but Junala ran with the man,
"You're faster than before." Alaric compliments,
"Vrr..." Forming knives...
"FLING FLING!" She flung them, but...
"Scrosh!" The waters catch every single one, as...
"Hmph!" Jumping, the water moves and...
"Hmph!" A wave of water is sent to the woman, but...
"Vrrr..." A marking glows on her arms,
"ROOAAARRRR!" A lion's roar is heard as the arcana is disrupted.
"!" Alaric is surprised,
"You are revealing your enhanced form so soon?" Alaric wondered, and from the water, a weapon appeared. A single gun.
"It interrupts your pesky control over that arcana." Junala points her spear,
"Fwoosh!" Arcana envlops it,
"So now you better start attacking with all you got!" Junala ordered, as they continued fighting,
"..." Alissia stared, watching.
"Hey, Gallinum, why don't we fight?" Alissia wondered, as Gallinum shrugged,
"I don't care about this contest for father's favor. It's a bore, tiresome." He said,
"But you drown ships for-"
"That's besides the point. Those mortals know better than to tread hostile waters." He said, despite Alaric using water, Gallinum actually controls the seas and whatever happens on them. So he can control water to a far grand extent and even summon lightning and thunderstorms.
"We could show them our realms are far grand! We control the elements of nature like Oakamo! Wouldn't it be fun!?!" Alissia wondered, as the Demigod of Sky, she controls the winds and can summon strong tornadoes.
"It doesn't matter. Their arcana levels, on the other hand, exceed our own. We can summon violent storms, control the waters, but that doesn't mean we can dare clash with them. We're also a few decades apart in age... Those two... We might as well call them twins." Gallinum explained, as...
"BOOM BOOM BANG CLASH!" A pulse of arcana splits, as Junala hits them all, rushing forward,
"Hng!" Alaric blocks, as...
"BAM!" He is kicked, sent far to the side,
"CRASH!" He crashed into a wall, as he growled, getting up,
"You learned a few things... As expected of the Demigod of War... The avatar of pride..." Alaric said,
"Hahaha, that's rich coming from the Demigod of Knowledge, the avatar of arcana." She said,
"While we have similar arcana, your control is beyond our comprehension. A genius can only come close to ever figuring out such things." Junala compliments,
"Hehehe... And none can match your strength and battle intellect... Not even strategy from many hundreds of years can ever come close to that natural fighting instinct you possess." Alaric said,
"Now..." A book rushed to his side,
"FLIP FLIP FLIP!" The pages flip violently, a glow surrounds Alaric's feet, arcana surge and sprang to life,
"LET'S END THIS SPAR, JUNALA!" Alaric shouts,
"FINE BY ME!" Her arcana blazes like fire, as...
"Hello, children of the lord above lords." Spoke...
"!?!" Everyone stopped,
"O-Ollie!?!" Everyone is shocked to see OLLIE themselves here.
"The lord spoke of his pride for your progression... But he also wishes for you to get back to your godly duties. He doesn't like the lack of fulfilled prayers coming his way..." Ollie's lifeless clay eyes shimmer,
"O-Of course... Right away, Ollie." Alaric said, worried by the wrath their father could induce from their lack of professionalism.
"Yeah... T-Tell father we'll be right on it..." Junala said, as Alissia smirked,
"Ollie! It's been a while! How's father doing?" But the others weren't as worried. Their prayers were answered.
"You do not need to worry about a puppet like me. I am created only to serve and serve alone." Ollie said,
"Aw... But you're a living, breathing being! Of course, I'd like to check up on you!" She smiled,
"... Your kindness is as warm as the sun, Alissia," Ollie said,
"Hm. Seems father is becoming impatient with those two." Gallinum said, crossing his arms,
"Yes... The lord above lords doesn't like the lack of professionalism your siblings show. Do not take after them, it won't end well for any of us." Ollie explained,
"Noted," Gallinum said, as from his feet, sparks are seen, as he might be the Demigod of Sea, but his title is the Avatar of Thunder.
***
But from the other islands, a being is seen, a child... A child?
"... Death and Life..." A young girl is seen, her left eye yellow, her right purple.
"We are two yet we are one..." She said, as in her realm, a dark atmosphere... She is the Demigod of Life and Death. The Avatar of Cycles. She knows who will die, how they will, and when the time is right, reborn them into something new.
"Gloomy as ever, hm...?" Spoke another,
"... Welcome to my realm, Oakamo... Are you here to ask for...?" Ellena, the Demigod, wondered, but was cut off by a...
"Oh no, I just want to visit my little sister. Can I not?" Oakamo wondered,
"... I suppose not... Tell me, Oakamo... How are our siblings?" She wondered,
"I heard Alaric and Junala got a scolding from Ollie. Man, does that doll creep me out... Why does Father love that thing?" Oakamo wondered,
"... It's the same way you love your planets... Over 500 created by you... Aided by the powers of my father... We all share a common trait... We obsess over something... Me... I... I..." Ellena's yellow eye glints,
"I am in love with my creations! Don't you see their souls!?! So pure and so innocent!!!" But then... Her purple eye glints.
"... B-But there's also the withering of souls into nothingness... Ready to be salvaged and reborn... I-I love it when they're able to cross into the afterlife... Able to see their family, friends, before I shape their soul... Guide them..." Ellena said, before silencing herself, her eyes glinting together,
"Don't you agree, brother? We are the pioneers of the world. Life, Death, Earth, Creation, and Finality... We're all a part of a set. We are capable of bringing life, death, a order to the worlds... It's fascinating really... Especially..." Ellena takes out a book,
"How many philosophers pique Alaric's interest. He notes down very interesting ideologies from the mortals." She explained as Ellena has three states of mind. Yellow is happy, Life, purple is gloomy, Death, and both are in an equality between the two. Level-headed, able to talk normally, etc.
"Hm." Oakamo soon said,
"I personally don't like Alaric's obsessions. All about books... Noting things... I grow confused how people pray so much to him." Oakamo expressed his annoyance,
"Maybe we're young, that's why. People don't praise anything but what we are made for. Life, Death, they don't know what these are or mean. I don't even think people know of your presence... You aren't even 100 years old yet." Ellena explained, as Oakamo sighed,
"I just don't see the point. Junala, maybe, but knowledge?" Oakamo gets annoyed, ticked even,
"Give me a break." He ends that issue.
"... Maybe when we too become important, we can see how important they were." Ellena stared at the skies...
"We are the main 6 after all... Compared to our other 4 siblings who aren't even considered important by the mortals."
"Oh, don't be so harsh against the other demigods..." Spoke a woman, her voice as sweet as honey, her spells strong when it comes to love...
"Calypso." Spoke Ellena,
"Cally!" Oakamo soon rushed to her; she was an older-looking woman in her 20s at least. Oakamo sees her as an older sister, like a true older sister.
"Aw, isn't it Oaky? How is the planet making?" Calypso wondered, as Oakamo sighed,
"Father only allowed me to make 500... So I am stuck there until further notice.
"Hahaha, that's alright. I am sure Dominael will allow you to continue when the time is right." Calypso pats his head,
"What a beautiful soul... So fresh, so innocent... I can tell it's destined for a grand romance." Calypso smiled, as a wisp is seen being "played" with by Ellena's hand.
"Calypso. I didn't expect a visit from you. I also didn't expect your powers to become more than they once were, those few decades ago." Ellena said, as Calypso was the last of the Immortals, and none was recruited.
"Of course... Ever since he rescued me, I couldn't sit back and be nothing... So for years I honed my skills... I want to become a demigod much like him... So... I always make sure to bring love to every human I can find." Calypso said, smiling even...
"... Even if the man I once loved is now dead." She said,
"Ah... You mean that man?" Ellena wandered, as sadly, due to him being of another realm, Ellena couldn't check on him. She'd need to go to the other realm.
"Yes... I have dreams of being in his arms... Him hugging me as if I were his lover... His wife... But alas, that dream couldn't come true even after 7 years." Calypso explained, as Ellena nodded,
"Oaky." Calypso soon calls for him,
"Yes, Caly?" He responds,
"Bring me some of his wine. I heard Melot gave him a prototype drink. I was told it's strong." Calypso asked, as she eventually seen sipping some of it from a glass, as Ellena drinks with her.
"When do you think I can find love again, Ellie?" Calypso wondered, as Ellena thinks...
"... For us divine beings, I don't even think we can find love. It's even harder to mingle with the Greek gods due to Zeus' dislike for our existence. Even he can't tolerate Alaric's casual breaking and entering." Ellena said,
"Hng..." She didn't think the wine was THAT strong.
"M-Merlot sure loves his interpretations!" Merlot, the Immortal of Wine, always wants his drinks to taste good but can't get them to the right "strong" levels Dionysus produces. After all, he is the GOD of wine, not the Immortal, not the Demigod, but the GOD OF WINE.
Ellena soon placed the cup down, but Calypso smiled, sipping the drink as if nothing was bothering her.
"..." Ellena was a teen when she ascended, so she isn't sure if this is just adult tastebuds coming into play or not.
"Of course we'd find love, Ellena. You grant life to others... You grant a peaceful death. You also bring about the rebirth of life itself. Find the right god and you're sure to find love somewhere in this bleak world." Calypso explained, as Ellena sighed, her purple eye glinted,
"... It doesn't matter... We'll still be the same god by the end of the day..." Ellena explained, as Calypso smiled,
"You'll find out that once born amongst mortals... We'll still carry some of their ideologies, feelings, everything in between. One man gave me seven whole years of purpose, even if he didn't love me the same. Nor did I leave without experiencing heartbreak. Zeus can be blamed for that one... Zeus..." Calypso glared in the void of nothingness...
"But... He was also unable to be reasoned with. He had a wife, son, and never dared try and touch immortality." Calypso sighed once more as she sipped once more on the wine,
"Uh..." But soon Oakamo chimes in,
"M-May I try some of that? It looks good!" Oakamo, still a child, asked. But despite that, he did live for almost 100 years and is one of the strongest demigods, if not the strongest godly figure in the realm.
***
"Finally..." Alaric sighed as he tapped on the altar, water ripples as the prayers had finally been answered.
"Puny mortals so... Just so weird with their requests. I mean... To ask a GOD if their choices were wrong or right-"
"That's why you're the Demigod of Knowledge, Alaric... You know things like this and are not biased to one or the other." Junala said in a bored manner,
"Hnph." Alaric soon makes way to his domain, as Junala peeks to the altar once more...
"I wonder if I can make my own followers... Maybe a champion who can spread my name..." Junala wondered as she took a trip into their realm.
Junala landed, as she looked around... Forest, she was within a dense area of trees and greenery. She looked around as she continued walking through this dense thing of greenery.
"Now..." Junala soon exits the forest, as she smirked,
"Time to find me a warrior." She said, staring at the civilization in front of her... A medieval land filled with civilians, but more importantly... Potential champions. The gate was tall, almost a tower high, as she soon shapes herself into a cat.
The cat soon slips through the gates, as within many people are seen farming, living, etc. Bread was being made, and merchants sold their meats and crops to the farmers.
"..." Junala didn't care, as she senses very little arcana... But deep underground, she felt a strong pulse of arcana somewhere... Somehwere...
"... I'll need to find it out for myself." She wondered, as...
"The 4th Circle." She spoke to herself, but her voice was unable to be sensed or heard by others unless they possessed godly blood.
"Where can it be..." She soon spent almost an hour looking, but found nothing.
"I can sense it! But where is it!?!" She grew frustrated.
"WHY DO MORTALS MAKE THINGS SO DIFFICULT-!"
"E-Excuse me..." Spoke...
"?" Junala's ears twitched... She heard... No, that can't be...
"...?" She turned around, as standing in front of her...
"D-Did you speak, Ms. Kitty?" The child wondered,
"!?!" She...
No... That can't be right... No, that...
"Oh by Dominael above..." Junala is horrified...
She found a child with a god's blood!?!
End of chapter 5.