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Username: div
Chicoon name: Ge (Pronounced like the letter "G")
Traits:

> God traits:
- Water (And it's clouds/gas/ice forms) manipulation and embodiment
- Rock growth (on back), rock + gem manipulation and embodiment
God of; Earth. The land, sea, the skies; nourishment and resources.

> Rarity Traits:
- No tail stripes (r)
- More than 3 flame colors (r)
Flame Colors:
- Alabaster
- Turquoise
- Light Navy Blue
- Harlequin Green
- Slate

> Traits
Companions (nr)
Pupil Edits (uc)
Sclera Color (uc)
Unmatching eyes/fire (uc)
Glowing patches (wings) (uc)
> Fire edits (r)
> Second fire (r)
> Missing leg (r)


Lore:

A pure black void was before nothing. Suddenly, they opened their eyes. Stars shimmered, and a low humming noise was heard. Suddenly, a voice was heard. From nowhere it came, but in their ears it rang. "You... are Ge." The voice said. Ge looked down. Their limbs, holding power of water. The body, representing the core of the earth, and the ground and the land. And their head, representing the sky. Around them circled two flames; one that looked like the Earth and one that looked like the moon. Ge looked down; below her, the Earth. Struggling. "You... will help this earth. It is dying. You bring life. You bring the song of those who need nature and all of the things that needed to provide." Ge nodded. She began to work, creating life and bringing to the community. She brought mountains; landscapes, and green grasses. Different landscapes for different materials; clearing pollution and lending a hand to creatures struggling to survive. She brought them rain, so they could grow, and plant.

Soon, Ge began to fall in love with nature and all it had to offer. She came from nothing. Slowly, she began to spend more time on Earth. She fell in love with one Chicoon; one mortal, one a god. But she knew it would not work. She struggled to understand what she was feeling. The two, fallen in love, but they would die. And soon, they did die. This caused Ge grief. Ge was distraught over loosing them, and created cracks in the Earth. Ravines were created. She worked to maintain it still, but didn’t know how to deal with her sorrow, so she carried on, lonely. She fell in love with what she made, and it shattered her.

She learned to heal. Over time; she stopped grieving. Because everything she worked for, would die. However, she realized; that everything also lives. She became gentler in her ways, and allowed herself more room to grow. She, knowing pain, works to keep the Earth at balance. And over time, she became stronger, and more powerful. Concentrating her power into what she truly loved in the end; creating and providing for those.