Celestial / Cosmic
The birth of Nekros and Wyrd had come from Eldrim's transgression of the forbidden. Nekros and Wyrd were not going to the same direcions. Wyrd had it all figured out. He planned on keeping his father’s legacy unspoiled. Going beyond the forbidden was a necessity but he was not going to so with no goal. He had a good understanding of good and evil. But himself was not part of it. He was above this. His Soul could lead to marvelous creations. Creation that could themselves experience good and evil, make choices leading to a destiny. Wyrd would work hard to imagine and conceive those individuals. This would be his masterpiece that he would watch and let the Fate decide their future and fortune. Nekros had less envy to enrule the task of his father. He saw the potential of his soul. What it could achieve, how powerful it was… but mostly, he saw of precious it was. Wash he going to waste it as his father did? Souls had a meaning to him. More potent than energy and more imposing than mater. Behind it, was a hidden power that would lead to a chaos and beauty that the world had not seen before.