“I think so, Elenmitis. Humans don’t want to agree. Perhaps, you gave them too much power,” The World said, definitely sounding concerned.
Elenmitis couldn’t take the power back. He frowned. “It is done. There isn’t much I can do now.”
“Hopefully, it wasn’t a mistake.”
Elenmitis settled down and watched things change.
The humans became very different from one another. They had different governments, different laws, and belief systems. They started to develop a way to travel to each other, their anger was different. No longer did they feel the need to change their neighbors.
The World and Elenmitis agreed this had managed to work itself out. But, now Elenmitis grew antsy once again. Everything had settled into the same boring patterns.
“Why don’t you make some more realms? They have good and evil, but nothing else. This world is of magic as well.” The World had tired of Elenmitis fussing.
Elenmitis made a realm of fire called Ixcoz. He made a creature of flame and temper to live there. Next came Honin the realm of Earth, creatures of life and steadiness for that one. Water was called Dael with beings that were fluid and mutable. And last he made Vayu a land of air. The beings there were flighty and light. Again, he observed.
The humans summoned those creatures. And used them the same they did the angels and their demons. However, the elemental creatures were a bit more powerful, for they had been made by Elenmitis, and not a mortal mind. Something strange happened, more powerful beings in these realms rose up to rule over the rest.
They became minor gods to the glory that was Elenmitis. At first, he was a bit annoyed about it. He wanted their worship for himself.
The World laughed at him. “You wanted things to be interesting, but you fuss when they change.”
He admitted The World was right, and let them be. And, because he hadn’t changed anything else, something completely unexpected happened.
The angels, demons, and elementals began to breed with human kind. They made more powerful humans, who the humans called planeborn. Every society had different opinions on them, and he found them fascinating. Some were more like their plane parent, others were more human. And they bred among each other, making a dizzying array of ancestry.
Elenmitis considered using his power to make sure the planeborn were accepted into society. However, The World stopped him. “Have you not noticed a trend, Elenmitis?”
“A trend, what trend?” Truly baffled he didn’t know what the World was referring to.
“Whenever you don’t allow things to take their normal course, you grow bored. It is only when you don’t try to fix things that everything stays interesting. You are getting too involved in their day to day affairs.”
Author’s Note: This was supposed to go last week, but some kind of user error occurred. Sorry about that.