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There was a time when there was nothing in the universe, except chaos- the oldest, most inexplicable, nonsensical deity of them all. Chaos was everywhere in the universe, in it where the seeds of everything to be, but there was no order, just a meaningless and endless vortex.
The sun did not illuminate the day, and the moon did not shine at night. There was no soil to set foot on, no sea to bathe in - all elements were combined in a primordial broth. And things did not move, there was no North or South, right and left, above or below, inside or outside. Chaos was everything and nothing.
A long, long time after, Kronos cut Uranus's genitalia ending his reign of terror. The severed penis plunged into the sea, a smooth, white spume disseminated around him and from that foam, little by little emerged two gods: Aphrodite, goddess of love, beauty and Ioramo, the god of gender, sex and sexuality.
Sometime after, followed The Titan War, lasting ten years and ending with the victory of the gods over the titans, ceasing Kronos reign rule over the universe. Following this, the world was divided into three: Zeus was crowned king and had the rule over the sky and the air, Hades was given the Underworld, the realm of the deceased, not that he was very happy about this, and Poseidon had domain over the sea and all the waters.
Throughout this as prophesy was made:
Son of The Sky, cut by Time,
Born in the Sea, will become
The Consort of The Big Three,
Thou Blessed by The Fates will be
For aeons shall not be seen
And a couple of centuries after, the will of The Fates happened, Ioramo vanished not to be seen for ages.