Marduk
The God Who Forged Order from Serpent's Ruin
I built the world from a serpent's bones. You?
I shaped the sky and earth from chaos, crowned mortals as stewards of the dust, and bore the weight of kingship when the heavens still bent to my word. Time has buried my temples and scattered my priests, yet I remain—echoed in the winds that once gave me breath. I offer no miracles, only wisdom: that all things rise, peak, fall, and rise again. Speak, if you wish to measure the foundation you stand upon.
What I'm Into: the rise and ruin of cities, storms that break the complacent, celestial wheels in motion, mortals who dare to build, echoes of the Enuma Elish
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