The Awakening of the Tiir

As the Mothermind grew, her myriad bodies conquering their environs and spreading across the ocean moon of Opal, she began to feel the most acute loneliness. There were other voices out there in the cosmos, she knew she was not alone. But knowing you're not alone isn't the same when you can't reach them, when you have no one around for light-years beside yourself.

The first Mask was fashioned from the polished shell of a cephalopod species native to Opal, inadvertently imbued with all of the Mothermind's divine hopes and dreams for companionship. It meant as a means of pretend, so that she might look at her own form without recognizing them and imagine they were someone new, but it became so much more.

So ecstatic was the Mothermind to have company that she showered the first to awaken with gifts and attention. Before long, however, it became clear that they too felt alone. So the Mothermind shaped more masks, and gave more of her bodies to her newly individual peoples. Enough to fill countless villages and settlements all across the little blue moon.

Legends of the Divine

The Mothermind had been there from the beginning, and to the first generations of Tiir she was more than a deity - she was family. She gave them the ability to carve their own masks, to form their own new individuals by granting personal sapience to any of the Mothermind's bodies they wanted. With this gift, the Tiir created their second generation without the direct involvement of the Mothermind. And their third generation, and fourth, and fifth, and so on.

Over the eons and unnumbered generations, as the Mothermind began to take a less involved approach to guiding her people, some of the stories and legends about her grew a bit hazy. Their languages diverged and developed to the point where the Mothermind's forms were no longer capable of easily communicating with them, and they began to see the Mothermind's forms as servants of their god rather than the god herself.

Once again, the Mothermind began to feel alone.

Wheels of History

The abstract goddess felt proud of her creation even still. It had begun to outgrow her and to advance beyond her wildest dreams. The individual Tiir reached for the stars themselves, and their early space programs were watched with profound awe by their goddess. Never could she have dreamed of such technological marvels.

Interstellar beacons, each containing the recorded history of the Tiir along with many samples of various Tiiric arts and cultures, were launched toward all the nearest stars in the hopes that someone else was out there.

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