Descendant

by Hadi42

In Fódlan, the legends say the world was created by a Mother Goddess, who even now watches over the land and its people from the heavens above. But legends are not truths, and gods, for all their power, are neither omnipotent nor fully divine. This is the story of the Mother Goddess, and of her descent, reflected through her own eyes.

1. Reminiscence

It is impossible to comprehend that which is beyond understanding. We know this, for it is a truth we are born carrying within, a fire that tells us what we are, and what we must do, but never, never, why. It is not possible to know, for not even gods are born with the knowledge of what came before. We exist because we are, and by the virtue of existing we cannot know about non-existence. It is the way of all things, and it will be forevermore, whether we are here to witness it or not.

Oh dear, have I confused you? Perhaps that was too much for a mere human to grasp. Or perhaps I have lost the skill of eloquence over the ages. It would not surprise me; I have not had a guest in much too long.

Does that surprise you? In truth, divinity is a lonely existence, though perhaps not quite as severe as one might think. Many a god has lost themselves to the fear of near eternal solitude. It is why so many of us interfere where perhaps we should not.

Yes, child. Gods, in the plural. Did you never wonder what lies beyond Fódlan? Did you think gods to be the same in all realms? It is simply not possible. We may be divine, but we are neither eternal nor powerful enough to sustain life by ourselves. We too, age and die, though our lives cannot be measured by the concept of human time.

It may sound strange, but it is the truth. I could not tell you why, for we are not the creators your kind believe. I could not even tell you if such creators exist.

It is not possible to comprehend that which is beyond our understanding.

I repeat it not as an admonishment, but because it is as true for humans as it is for the gods. We cannot know why. It is a binding law of nature.

We cannot understand.

But there are other things I know. Things that, perhaps, I have no right to tell you. I do not wish to overwhelm you with that which is beyond you. And yet...

It has been so long, since I last had company...

...Very well. You seem interested in knowing the truth, and I have never been one to deny knowledge, even beyond the ken of man. Listen closely then, child, and I shall tell you of this land, and how the Mother Goddess came to be here.

For I am she who fell upon this land when it was still young, she who nurtured and protected, who taught and loved all living things.

I am Sothis.

I am The Beginning.

But I did not begin in Fódlan.