There was nothing left.
No land.
No homes.
No trace of any civilization.
Only two beings remained.
One...Doma, divine being
And the other...Deffo, no longer just gray,
but glowing with ancient veins of starlight
a mirror of his father's final form.
But in the exact moment when everything ended...
something new had already begun.
---
Doma turned to Deffo again.
His voice, soft and still comforting
"The time is near."
Deffo trembled, then slowly stood up.
He brought his palms together, trying to Fesutor…
But…
"Something else happened."
Instead of the ancient Fesutor incantation,
a force .unknown, wild....burst from within him.
His pupils glowed.
His chest stirred.
And then…
A violet light erupted from his hands.
Pure. Untouched. Cosmic.
---
Doma's magic shattered
but it wasn't gone.
Something new had awakened.
Deffo was no longer like the other Delltanoss.
Not one color
but millions.
Swirling. Changing. Flowing through him like galaxies being born.
---
The Beginning of Structure
Their purpose was now clear.
Doma said only one word:
"Go…"
Deffo stepped forward
toward the chaotic fragments still colliding around them.
He raised both arms
and, one by one,
calmed the fragments.
Each time he touched a piece,
it fell into balance.
And began to rotate
some alone, some orbiting each other.
And from that spinning…
A new order began to form.
---
The Scattered Ocean
The great ocean once cradled by Sitali Beutal
now shattered across the stars
began to shift…
Its scattered blue turned into a slow, rolling mist.
Cloud-like blossoms
drifted like stars in formation.
Sitali's energy had birthed countless cosmic clouds
some now carried seeds of life,
floating… searching.
---
The Creation of Trillions of Years
Deffo had lost all sense of time.
Years?
Eras?
There were no clocks in creation.
He worked endlessly
steadying fragments,
balancing energies,
giving birth to gravity itself.
And he wasn't alone.
Behind him, a silent shadow moved with him.
Doma.
A guardian. A presence.
Never speaking,
but never gone.
---
And finally… the Universe was born
Planets.
Stars.
Clouds.
The day arrived
when every piece was in place,
every force in balance,
every sound finally still.
On Deffo's back,
the first waves of the cosmos shimmered like a divine cloak
A testament:
Creation was complete.
---
A father gave birth to his child…
No.
A universe gave birth
to its first creator.