The Celestine Dragons were not born on the page.
They were born in my night terrors.
Like all things in Mythrendar™️, they began as visions that haunted my young mind. As a child, my dreams were not gentle places. They were vast, loud, and filled with creatures that watched me long before I understood them. The Celestine first came to me as nightmares, shapes too large to name, shadows that carried both wonder and fear. I did not know then that I was witnessing the beginning of a universe.
I began taking notes at the age of ten. Compliments of my loving grandmother, who told me and I quote, "Baby, write your dreams down so that way they won't bother you anymore." Fragmented thoughts. Half-formed images. Symbols I could not yet explain. Those early notebooks, both paper and later digital, became a quiet archive of dreams I kept returning to. Over time, the fear softened. The visions became clearer. What once terrified me slowly revealed purpose, beauty, and design. Then suddenly I realized, all those notes, all the people and creatures I had seen were all telling a story, one that clicked and connected like a puzzle.
The Celestine were not alone.
Unlike the hellhounds that roam the Dreadveil™️,
or the witches carved from the bloodlines of the deities of Hailotia,
the Celestine Dragons were never inventions. They were encounters. I walked with them in my dreams long before their names ever touched the page. Long before Mythrendar™️ had a shape, they already existed somewhere off in the abyss of my blooming imagination. As I grew older and began to truly understand the patterns of my creativity, the Celestine evolved. They became what they were always meant to be. Gods. The Celestine Dragons are not just part of my stories. They are where the stories began. And the mere thought of them was only the beginning.
As Audlis Mundis (the Universe), continues to expand, the Celestine labor at the heart of creation. They are the architects of galaxies yet unborn, the shapers of solar systems, and the hands that set planets and moons into their eternal paths. Where there is new space to be filled, it is the Celestine who answer the call.
Though the Celestine exist in many forms and orders, not all stand equal in the act of creation. Among them are three whose influence outweighs all others, whose presence marks the turning of ages and the birth of worlds. First are the Fumo'gari, bringers of stellar fire and motion, whose power ignites the foundations of existence. Next come the Vetae Va'Zenta, living convergence of life and crystal, who bind creation together and give it endurance. Last are the Galacastrian, vast beyond measure, whose hunger reshapes the grand structure of the cosmos itself.
These three stand at the forefront of creation, and through them, the universe is made real.
The Fumo'Gari
The Fumo'gari are the eldest of the Celestine and the first to answer the call of creation. Long before worlds knew their names, these ancient beings roamed the void in search of newborn galaxies, quiet and fragile, waiting to be shaped. Where they find such beginnings, the Fumo'gari seed them with solar systems, setting order to chaos and rhythm to emptiness.
They fashion planets of countless forms, cradling them within the great rings of their tails. There the worlds are nurtured and tempered, turned slowly from raw stone into stable spheres capable of bearing life. When the time comes, the Fumo'gari breathe forth the stars themselves. Their breath is not flame as mortals understand it, but a storm of cosmic dust and living light, condensed into suns around which their worlds may turn.
The Fumo'gari are immortal, deities in truth as much as in legend. They know no aging, only growth, expanding in size and presence as the ages pass. No force in the universe can truly destroy them. They are weakened only by other Celestine, and even then they cannot be slain, for they are an extension of Audulis Mundis itself. As long as the universe endures, so too will the Fumo'gari, shaping creation with patient clutches.
Second only to the Fumo'gari in age and reverence are the Vetae Va'Zenta. Where the Fumo'gari leave behind worlds of stone and orbit, it is the Vetae Va'Zenta who arrive to give those worlds purpose. Their forms are wrought from living space crystal and rare cosmic organisms. When they descend upon a planet, whether by the lightest touch of talon or by settling their full weight upon its surface, they seed it with life. From them spill forests and fields, oceans and seas, rivers and roots. Every breath they release carries the potential for life, shaping climates and ecosystems in quiet balance.
Though they are the smallest among the Celestine dragons, the Vetae Va'Zenta bear a weight of responsibility unmatched by any other. Without them, worlds would remain barren, beautiful yet empty. It is their presence that turns stone into sanctuary and planets into homes. In the great order of creation, the Vetae Va'Zenta are indispensable. Through their passage, life takes hold, and the universe learns how to breathe.
Last in the order of creation, yet no less vital, are the Galacastrian Dragons. They are the keepers of balance, though many choose to name them villains rather than accept their purpose. Where creation flourishes unchecked, imbalance follows, and it is the Galacastrian who are born to correct it.
Audulis Mundis fashioned them as the counterweight to creation. For every world brought into being, there must come an ending, and the Galacastrian ensure that the scales do not tip beyond repair. Nearly thirty five percent of all solar systems shaped by the Fumo'gari are ultimately reclaimed by their passing. This is not cruelty, but necessity, a return of matter and energy to the greater whole.
They are known as world eaters, feared across the cosmos and yet deeply respected by those who understand the laws that govern existence. The Galacastrian are the largest of all Celestine Dragons, towering beyond their kin and unmatched in raw force. They stand as the fiercest warriors of Audulis Mundis, capable of consuming entire solar systems in the span of days.