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After the universe came into existence and Leon had soon followed, Capricorn revealed its being, for death always follows life. Out of the vast coldness of space, Capricorn followed Leon's shadow, curious to see his kin but wary of snuffing him or all he made out by accident as the god had done with a past potential godling in his eagerness for companionship. Seeing Leon's work and seeing that of Taurus, Capricorn briefly spoke with his brothers, offering their creations the gifts of age and death, for without both their creations would eventually overpopulate their worlds and create unimaginable unending suffering. Leaving them the option to bestow his gift according to their own designs, he drifted across the void of space, seeking to make a people for himself. He took for himself microbes from his brothers' worlds, finding a lifeless galaxy populated with planets and began his work.

Across the planets he raked his fingers, forming mountains and valleys, crushing comets and asteroids, casting them into the planet to fill them with water and natural resources. One one he pushed a planet closer to its star, seeding microbes into the sea and as his brother Leon had, put a drop of his blood into its ocean. The creatures growing in the ocean now grew voracious and developed fast, but had no intelligence to leave the water, content to bloody the waters further as they slaughtered one another until the currents had washed away even their bones. He tried to raise some up in the shallow hotsprings and they started to develop enough to build small cities in the growing deserts, but again his creations turned on each other, leaving only ruins.

Capricorn fumed as he tried again and again on dozens of planets. One had too weak an orbit and though it developed quickly as he gave it less of his blood, the planet was consumed by its star with nothing but stellar dust to give evidence of its existence. One had too thin an atmosphere, and the meteors that struck it wiped out the first creatures he cultivated there. He tried to give it moons to draw the meteors toward them instead, but the oceans rose up and flooded the land entirely, destroying his second attempt there. One he tidally locked to keep it safe from passing meteors, but the side furthest its star was too cold for life to develop, and the closer would ignite the atmosphere, causing great winds to pluck all but his creations in the deepest of trenches and canyons and dash them against the surface. They had no name at first for he could not think of what to call them at first, though that would soon change. He lived among them for a while, seeing their great violence, even taking one as a wife for a while. Despite her violent nature they loved one another for close to a decade before her tribe was slaughtered by another of her species. For that, he struggled not to wipe them down to the last woman and child, but her dying wish stayed his hand.

     Though her name in their language has long since been forgotten to mortals, Capricorn remembered it and its meaning, Mercy, bending to her dying wish that her people be allowed to be given the time to prove themselves capable of honor and kindness, as he had shown her. Those that did survive in the depths and start developing societies were warped into nightmares and fearful of their influence on the rest of the universe he granted them but a small portion of his gift of death, convinced that they would eliminate each other eventually, keeping to his promise to let them decide their fate. When they started to take to hibernation in order to let the population of their food regrow he was surprised and so he left them be, calling them Archephae, for they were the dark origin of the proper life he would create.

Not satisfied to merely make the Archephae due to their nearly constant slumber and the evil they had wrought on his wife and one another, he found a planet covered in ice, moving it close enough to its star to melt its oceans but leave only thin strips of fertile land where the winters did not stir rapid harvest. On this world he first plucked a hair from his head and dipped it in his blood, feeding it to the microbes. This time he named his creations the Mallepos, for they were made from his hair. Again he lived among them a while, taking a wife whose name translated to Grace.   He tried not to let any of the Mallepos find out he was their creator, not even his wife, but his skill at subterfuge was rather poor in that time, though he would learn later.

     The winters were harsh on the planet the Mallepos lived on, and the beasts he had made alongside them were fierce and difficult to tame, too strong and too wild to consistently defeat and keep from their crops. His wife pleaded with him to give them something to even the scales and ensure her people would become strong, so he granted them long life and blood memory, letting an offspring learn from the experiences of their lineage even if they had long since passed on. She passed on, but her descendents and the other Mallepos prayed and begged for more, already developing tools and sophisticated language, and he bid them drink the blood of the creatures they slay and add its power to their own. Doing so, the Mallepos were able to alter their very being, drawing on traits from those creatures, though their instinct and nature became more beastly and violent, seeking out combat and blood without necessity. As their ability to hunt and survive grew toward the ability to wage war, so too did their ability to detach themselves from their rage decrease and their rising culture diminished while their technology continued to grow as those in power sought out new lands to conquer, new foes to fight, even in those early years, they dreamed of the stars and testing their mettle against the Archephae and whatever other species were to be found. Saddened, Capricorn left them to their devices, seeking to try again.

Finally resting on a world, a marble of blue and green, Capricorn seeded the planet with microbes in a melancholy state, wondering if he would ever create a species he would be satisfied with, releasing a soft sigh. His breath carried out into the world, bringing with it his age and wisdom, his gift of death and memory. The oceans stirred with early life, and the spirits of his wives heard his sadness and began to consider all that had gone wrong before. While Capricorn slumbered and dreamed of being seeing a thriving people, life crawled out of the oceans ushered onward by Mercy and Grace and brushed his skin, touched his hair and took but a small portion of it, then wandering the land until it settled on the lower slopes of the mountains. There the Parapos, Capricorns long-sought race began to develop as he stirred from his long sleep. His former wives faded into the ethereal plane, finally satisfied, but their embrace of joy merged their souls as they returned to be reborn again.

     When he awoke fully he found temples in his honor, prayers of worship from a people half covered in hair, with short horns protruding their skulls. Curious, he walked among them as he had before with the Archephae and Mallepos, but in better disguise, marveling to hear the stories they told, interpretations and distortions of what they learned during development. They called him Xero, God of Death. The called him High Father, God of Age. They called him Old Man Frost, God of Winter. They called him Aquao, God of Oceans. They called him Nemos, God of Memory. They said he was all these aspects, but most of all he was Capricorn, creator of the Parapos. Amongst them he lived a great many centuries, content to watch them grow, occasionally courting and being courted by some of the Parapos, but it was not until the sixth century that one caught his notice and stirred his heart as it twice had been before.

     The merged souls of his former wives had returned from the ethereal plane as a new being, a woman named Emrho who had developed and grew amongst the Parapos as a staunch opponent to many of the restrictions the growing Parapos society tried to impose on her and her gender for the sake of protecting those still fertile, and she remained as fierce and joyful in the hunt and all manner of dangerous activities. Some said she was a fool, but her intelligence was only outshone by her curiosity. Some said she was a criminal, but her only crimes were that of breaking laws unjustly balanced against her gender or against the poor or against a group different from that in power. Some said that she was in love with death, and though they had walked the planet for many years before meeting, Capricorn came to love the woman and despite her initial resistance she came, indeed, to love him in return.

     Unable to keep his secret from her, Capricorn revealed his true nature to her cautiously over a number of years after they had wed, afraid she would prostrate herself and be fearful. His wife merely smiled and revealed she had puzzled out who he was during their courtship but had kept it to herself out of initial worry that it was a test, and then amusement at his faltering attempts to keep it from her for so long. Finally with his secret laid bare and their love still intact, Capricorn made a vow that if she took his gift she would remain safe from death and he would never desert her. She accepted and though their offspring were not immortal as they were, the children of Capricorn and Emrho had longer lives than those of their neighbors, and some measure of magic and luck. Most became legends even if they were raised without their parents revealing their immortality, and though their births were spaced decades and even centuries apart, some say Capricon and Emhos still have a few more recently born children walking the planet and some amongst the stars. The two traveled amongst the stars, across the universe, greeting his siblings and offering their aid to both the other zodiac pantheon gods and their creations.

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After the universe came into existence and Leon had soon followed, Capricorn revealed its being, for death always follows life. Out of the vast coldness of space, Capricorn followed Leon's shadow, curious to see his kin but wary of snuffing him or all he made out by accident as the god had done with a past potential godling in his eagerness for companionship. Seeing Leon's work and seeing that of Taurus, Capricorn briefly spoke with his brothers, offering their creations the gifts of age and death, for without both their creations would eventually overpopulate their worlds and create unimaginable unending suffering. Leaving them the option to bestow his gift according to their own designs, he drifted across the void of space, seeking to make a people for himself. He took for himself microbes from his brothers' worlds, finding a lifeless galaxy populated with planets and began his work.

Across the planets he raked his fingers, forming mountains and valleys, crushing comets and asteroids, casting them into the planet to fill them with water and natural resources. One one he pushed a planet closer to its star, seeding microbes into the sea and as his brother Leon had, put a drop of his blood into its ocean. The creatures growing in the ocean now grew voracious and developed fast, but had no intelligence to leave the water, content to bloody the waters further as they slaughtered one another until the currents had washed away even their bones. He tried to raise some up in the shallow hotsprings and they started to develop enough to build small cities in the growing deserts, but again his creations turned on each other, leaving only ruins.

Capricorn fumed as he tried again and again on dozens of planets. One had too weak an orbit and though it developed quickly as he gave it less of his blood, the planet was consumed by its star with nothing but stellar dust to give evidence of its existence. One had too thin an atmosphere, and the meteors that struck it wiped out the first creatures he cultivated there. He tried to give it moons to draw the meteors toward them instead, but the oceans rose up and flooded the land entirely, destroying his second attempt there. One he tidally locked to keep it safe from passing meteors, but the side furthest its star was too cold for life to develop, and the closer would ignite the atmosphere, causing great winds to pluck all but his creations in the deepest of trenches and canyons and dash them against the surface. They had no name at first for he could not think of what to call them at first, though that would soon change. He lived among them for a while, seeing their great violence, even taking one as a wife for a while. Despite her violent nature they loved one another for close to a decade before her tribe was slaughtered by another of her species. For that, he struggled not to wipe them down to the last woman and child, but her dying wish stayed his hand.

     Though her name in their language has long since been forgotten to mortals, Capricorn remembered it and its meaning, Mercy, bending to her dying wish that her people be allowed to be given the time to prove themselves capable of honor and kindness, as he had shown her. Those that did survive in the depths and start developing societies were warped into nightmares and fearful of their influence on the rest of the universe he granted them but a small portion of his gift of death, convinced that they would eliminate each other eventually, keeping to his promise to let them decide their fate. When they started to take to hibernation in order to let the population of their food regrow he was surprised and so he left them be, calling them Archephae, for they were the dark origin of the proper life he would create.

Not satisfied to merely make the Archephae due to their nearly constant slumber and the evil they had wrought on his wife and one another, he found a planet covered in ice, moving it close enough to its star to melt its oceans but leave only thin strips of fertile land where the winters did not stir rapid harvest. On this world he first plucked a hair from his head and dipped it in his blood, feeding it to the microbes. This time he named his creations the Mallepos, for they were made from his hair. Again he lived among them a while, taking a wife whose name translated to Grace.   He tried not to let any of the Mallepos find out he was their creator, not even his wife, but his skill at subterfuge was rather poor in that time, though he would learn later.

     The winters were harsh on the planet the Mallepos lived on, and the beasts he had made alongside them were fierce and difficult to tame, too strong and too wild to consistently defeat and keep from their crops. His wife pleaded with him to give them something to even the scales and ensure her people would become strong, so he granted them long life and blood memory, letting an offspring learn from the experiences of their lineage even if they had long since passed on. She passed on, but her descendents and the other Mallepos prayed and begged for more, already developing tools and sophisticated language, and he bid them drink the blood of the creatures they slay and add its power to their own. Doing so, the Mallepos were able to alter their very being, drawing on traits from those creatures, though their instinct and nature became more beastly and violent, seeking out combat and blood without necessity. As their ability to hunt and survive grew toward the ability to wage war, so too did their ability to detach themselves from their rage decrease and their rising culture diminished while their technology continued to grow as those in power sought out new lands to conquer, new foes to fight, even in those early years, they dreamed of the stars and testing their mettle against the Archephae and whatever other species were to be found. Saddened, Capricorn left them to their devices, seeking to try again.

Finally resting on a world, a marble of blue and green, Capricorn seeded the planet with microbes in a melancholy state, wondering if he would ever create a species he would be satisfied with, releasing a soft sigh. His breath carried out into the world, bringing with it his age and wisdom, his gift of death and memory. The oceans stirred with early life, and the spirits of his wives heard his sadness and began to consider all that had gone wrong before. While Capricorn slumbered and dreamed of being seeing a thriving people, life crawled out of the oceans ushered onward by Mercy and Grace and brushed his skin, touched his hair and took but a small portion of it, then wandering the land until it settled on the lower slopes of the mountains. There the Parapos, Capricorns long-sought race began to develop as he stirred from his long sleep. His former wives faded into the ethereal plane, finally satisfied, but their embrace of joy merged their souls as they returned to be reborn again.

     When he awoke fully he found temples in his honor, prayers of worship from a people half covered in hair, with short horns protruding their skulls. Curious, he walked among them as he had before with the Archephae and Mallepos, but in better disguise, marveling to hear the stories they told, interpretations and distortions of what they learned during development. They called him Xero, God of Death. The called him High Father, God of Age. They called him Old Man Frost, God of Winter. They called him Aquao, God of Oceans. They called him Nemos, God of Memory. They said he was all these aspects, but most of all he was Capricorn, creator of the Parapos. Amongst them he lived a great many centuries, content to watch them grow, occasionally courting and being courted by some of the Parapos, but it was not until the sixth century that one caught his notice and stirred his heart as it twice had been before.

     The merged souls of his former wives had returned from the ethereal plane as a new being, a woman named Emrho who had developed and grew amongst the Parapos as a staunch opponent to many of the restrictions the growing Parapos society tried to impose on her and her gender for the sake of protecting those still fertile, and she remained as fierce and joyful in the hunt and all manner of dangerous activities. Some said she was a fool, but her intelligence was only outshone by her curiosity. Some said she was a criminal, but her only crimes were that of breaking laws unjustly balanced against her gender or against the poor or against a group different from that in power. Some said that she was in love with death, and though they had walked the planet for many years before meeting, Capricorn came to love the woman and despite her initial resistance she came, indeed, to love him in return.

     Unable to keep his secret from her, Capricorn revealed his true nature to her cautiously over a number of years after they had wed, afraid she would prostrate herself and be fearful. His wife merely smiled and revealed she had puzzled out who he was during their courtship but had kept it to herself out of initial worry that it was a test, and then amusement at his faltering attempts to keep it from her for so long. Finally with his secret laid bare and their love still intact, Capricorn made a vow that if she took his gift she would remain safe from death and he would never desert her. She accepted and though their offspring were not immortal as they were, the children of Capricorn and Emrho had longer lives than those of their neighbors, and some measure of magic and luck. Most became legends even if they were raised without their parents revealing their immortality, and though their births were spaced decades and even centuries apart, some say Capricon and Emhos still have a few more recently born children walking the planet and some amongst the stars. The two traveled amongst the stars, across the universe, greeting his siblings and offering their aid to both the other zodiac pantheon gods and their creations.