In the beginning, there was only Minos, the Judge, impartial, adjudicator of all things. He stood atop of all things and his power was supreme. From his vantage point he saw all things, and he saw that the world needed Distinction. Differentiation. From his power he created Berma, the Light, and Vinthun, the Dark. Berma ruled over all things warm and bright and Vinthun over all things cold and dark.
Berma and Vinthun together pondered existence and saw purpose in creation, much like their father Minos. Together they bound reality into four lesser elements: Earth, controlled by their son Grong the Sturdy. Water, controlled by their daughter Usthera the Lifegiver. Fire, controlled by their son Firgo the Renewer. And finally their daughter Aesthera, the All-Binder, controlling the Wind.
These four lived in perfect harmony, and wonderful things were created. Plants, animals, mountains, peoples, all sorts of all things were scattered across the world and all was right and together. Civilizations flourished and the Elemental gods reveled in the worship of mortals.
However harmony could not last forever. The elementals grew strong through the worship of mortals and they began to wonder. Why should they be ruled by a need for the Light? For the Dark? The mortals relied on the power of the elementals to control when they could see or rest, and their rhythms did not rely on the outer Light and Dark. Firgo was sufficient to bring warmth to mortals, and Usthera to bring cold. It was unfair for them to give a part of the worship they deserved to their Mother and Father.
After the passing of time conflict broke out among the gods. The elements rebelled against their Mother and Father, and backed by the power of their mortal followers they threatened to destroy the natural order of all. The power of the elements swelled and apexed in one last creation: Therdun, god of War. Led by his fury and power, the elements ascended into the heavens to confront their Mother and Father and throw them down into the depths.
At the time of ascension, just at the moment when Therdun's fist crashed through the gates of the Celestial realm, Minos stopped all. Minos threw down Therdun into the Well of the World, and seeing the need for greater Distinction Minos created once again, Beruth, the King of Order, and Jae the Wanderer, Lady of Chaos. Together with Light and Dark, Order and Chaos confined the Elemental gods to their proper places and turned their attention upon the mortals.
Alas, all was not right in the mortal plane. Therdun's descent into the mortal plane had been one of pain and betrayal, and his landing had fractured the world. Gone was the perfect Pangea of the world. Land was shattered, civilizations destroyed, and the oceans covered the world. Therdun had brought the full weight of his pain and rage upon the mortal plane. The gods looked upon the effects of their struggle, the wake of destruction their War had left upon the mortals, and they knew grief. Minos spoke once again, ordaining that the world would stay shattered, to remind the gods of their struggle. Therdun was imprisoned and the mortals left to fend for themselves.
"Now we who are small must bear the weight of creation upon our own shoulders, for the world will never again be the same."
-- An excerpt from "War: The Lost God" written by Brother Thelonius