"It does." Marisol considered it an irrefutable fact. She'd felt the spark's presence as soon as she was aware of her own sentience. The warm glow of it's power that had enveloped her had made her feel protected and joyous. Although she couldn't define it exactly, or know precisely what it was she didn't need to. The spark was the spark.
Origin stories were a source of some entertainment since so many creature's interpretations varied but she definitely thought she knew better than most in this case. How she had wanted to gently correct her own creatures though she had been unable. She was going to have to learn that there were different dimensions out there, and they didn't have to adhere to the same system.
The spark was not so vulnerable, but the worlds it created were not so indestructible. Hopefully, that wouldn't come up.
"It.... just is." Which might not have sounded that complimentary but it was meant to be, as if it was even beyond divinity. "The only Gods I know of were the creation of man, and beast though I've not met any myself."
We totally do /o/
Origin stories were a source of some entertainment since so many creature's interpretations varied but she definitely thought she knew better than most in this case. How she had wanted to gently correct her own creatures though she had been unable. She was going to have to learn that there were different dimensions out there, and they didn't have to adhere to the same system.
The spark was not so vulnerable, but the worlds it created were not so indestructible. Hopefully, that wouldn't come up.
"It.... just is." Which might not have sounded that complimentary but it was meant to be, as if it was even beyond divinity. "The only Gods I know of were the creation of man, and beast though I've not met any myself."