Before this planet came to life, there were five gods. 

The God of Energy, Zeal, created explosions with his vast understanding of particles and space. 

With them, the God of Destruction, Interitus, was thoroughly entertained and kept from exterminating the human race through wars. 

The God of Creation, Corditio, and his endless imagination and optimism paired with Zeal's teachings are what made all living beings so wondrous with their fascinating lives. 

The God of Elements, Stoiche, the echo of her laughter in the wind and fire flows through mountains and rivers, her hair and skin shaping the earth, and her crystal eyes and silent tears reflecting the sea. 

The God of Healing, Curatifa, was granted an uncultivated lab by Corditio to practice her spells of splendour to spread around the world to cure and protect the unfortunate.

These five gods carefully moulded and carved out the world with their bare hands, declaring mountains of promises they vowed to fulfil. They then put their hands and knees on the ground and were shackled by the tainted chains of the mortals' greed.

No matter how powerful they are, they cannot escape the reality that awaits them. To preserve power, they shall reincarnate into mere humans and lose their memories of themselves and each other. Only when they regain their abilities will they remember.

This tradition has been going on every 300 years, and the year is now 1500.

Welcome to our Earth.

“Cudicherial. That is its name.”

“Hey! Issac, wake up! You missed a whole bunch. You're lucky I took notes.”

“Mm… what? Ah, thanks, Cale,”

“What would you do without me?”

“I’d die. Definitely.”

"Pft- How sweet.”