Some people claimed that they remembered being born. He didn’t. He just remembered becoming aware. He never knew why he had been brought into being. Had Khaos been inspired to create life or had she just become lonely? He never asked. He was just happy that he had been made. Birthed? Created? Again, he cared little for those kinds of details.

He remembered ( opening his eyes to see... )

(Note: After this.)




Nyx could admit it: she was a little nervous. It was not that she thought her children would misbehave. In spite of their aspects, she'd taught all of them manners and demanded that they were used. Even when there wasn't company. After all, shouldn't your family be treated with at least as much respect as a guest?

And she certainly wasn't worried about her husband. He was charming. Occasionally too charming, but that only happened from time to time with pretty goddesses that didn't understand that he was not flirting with them. Nyx set them straight very quickly. But that would not happen tonight because she knew he viewed their guest in the same light that she did, so his charm would be entirely paternal.

( Nor was she overly concerned about the girl upon whose arrival she awaited. )