Author:

High Augur Thalion Vey, Voice of the Storm-Temple of High Aetheria

Chapter I: The Ascension of the Sky-King

In the aftermath of the Century War, when the bones of fallen Titans yet smoked upon the face of Zin and the mortal races drew their first trembling breaths from divine ash, the Gods gathered amid the newborn planes. Among them stood Comes, born of the sacred union of two Titan children whose names are spoken only in whispers—He of boundless ambition and unyielding will.

When the victorious Gods sought a ruler to bind their fractious kindred, none could match Comes in might or majesty. With a single bolt forged from the first storm, He shattered the Crown of Primacy that had belonged to the Titans and reforged it upon His own brow. Thus was Mount Celestia raised from the highest aether—a shining citadel of cloud and crystal—where Comes took His throne as King of the Gods and Sovereign of the Heavens.

His domains are vast: the boundless sky, the roaring thunder that shakes the earth, the lightning that cleaves darkness, and the sacred law that binds both god and mortal to order. All oaths sworn beneath open sky fall under His gaze; all breaches of justice invite His wrath.

Chapter III: The Doctrine of Distant Thunder

Comes decreed the Great Edict of Non-Interference, proclaiming: "Let the mortals walk their paths unshadowed by divine hands. Their triumphs shall be their own, their failures likewise. We Gods shall watch from Celestia, guide only through sign and portent, but never descend to meddle as equals among the fleeting."

This law He enforces with unrelenting severity. Many lesser divinities, drunk on the adoration of mortal worshippers, have defied the Edict—walking Zin in mortal guise, siring children, or tipping the scales of war. Such transgressors Comes casts down with chains of lightning-forged adamant, hurling them into the Abyss to join the chained Titans or banishing them to wander the mortal world stripped of power.

Yet Comes Himself is not without contradiction. In His youth He descended often, taking mortal and divine lovers alike, drawn by beauty, courage, or simple mortal fire. From these unions sprang heroes and demigods whose blood yet runs in the veins of kings and champions. The High Augurs teach that these affairs occurred before the Edict was fully proclaimed, in the chaotic dawn of the Age of Mortals, and that even the King of Gods may bend His own law when the balance of creation demands it.

Chapter VII: Signs and Portents of the Thunder Lord

The faithful know Comes by His symbols: the mighty eagle that rides the storm-winds, the ancient oak that withstands the gale, the golden scales that weigh truth against falsehood. When thunder rolls without rain, it is said Comes laughs at mortal folly. When lightning strikes a liar’s tongue, it is His judgment made manifest. When great storms crown a battlefield, both sides claim His favor—yet only the just emerge beneath clearing skies.

Prayer of Supplication (commonly inscribed on temple altars):

O Comes, Thunderer Enthroned,

Keeper of Sky and Sovereign of Law,

Look down from Celestia’s height,

Weigh our oaths upon Thy scales,

Strike down the false and the tyrant,

But spare Thy faithful beneath the storm.

Let Thy distant thunder guide us,

And Thy lightning shield the righteous.

Final marginal note (in a trembling, later hand):

"He watches still. The chains in the Abyss rattle when a god draws too close to mortal hearts. Yet some say Comes Himself dreams of descending once more..."