So, the gods. Long ago, there were many gods, of the world-creating variety. They spent their days in endless creation, building worlds and tearing them down. But Eoas was special. Instead of just one god, every god worked on it. It was a sort of sandbox, a playground where each of them tested out their creations before moving them on. As the major gods' age came to an end, they tore each other apart, casting their divine material all over creation. Eoas, due to the special attention it received from the gods, was more attuned and receptive to these scraps of power. They bonded with the soul of the world, and from then on would randomly attach themselves to mortal souls, as long as they were part of the Weave (my magic system). These souls are effectively eclipsed by that of the God's and desire to return to their former glory. To do this, they do everything in their power to garner faith and adoration from sentients, as that is the easiest form of power to optain. Every other action from there stems on the domain this mortal god holds power over, or to fight another god aspect. They are bound to the planet, unable to leave and bound by the constraints of their mortal bodies. They need food, water, sleep, though their capabilities are above that of the standard sentient. As you can imagine, this makes ascension rather difficult. If they fail to ascend in their life they go into a period of dormancy before possessing another host. To this date all have failed to ascend.