In this nameless land across the sea there are people in the City. And Gods in the Wilds. They are not gods like the ones you may think of. No child, these gods are not His Infernal Majesty or Ignis Divine. No these gods are not evil and nor are they good.
They don't care. The gods of the Wild are just that. Wild. Like animals.
And greatest among them is the Storm Bull, as massive as massive can be, with horns of lightning and hooves of thunder, wings of stormclouds and sweat of rain. The God of Order from Commotion. An omen of trouble.
A god who tramples humans underfoot and barely recognizes he has.
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