The Rays of the Lord

The Faith of the Holy Light, also known as the Rays of the Lord, is the dominant religion in most human regions of Bellyem. Other minor branches of this religion exist like the Sacred Church of the Warborn Sun in Klaes and in rural areas, specific to local cultures. A minority of believers persists in Tyrinthius, while non-human regions like Leonidas and Nausicaus prohibit its worship.

The radiant Sun, the one and only God, reigns supreme over Bellyem and the Reign of the Cieux. It bathes the world in its shimmering rays, infusing hope into the hearts of mortals. Long ago, before the Reign of the Cieux, the Light was but a sacred flow, a primordial force enveloping Bellyem and stretching infinitely across the Cieux. According to the Hymn of the Light, as recounted by Adam, our venerated father, our revered Father, Bellyem Mother earth, enthralled by the dazzling purity of the Light from which the Universe was born, surrendered to it, imploring its blessings to birth children : the Living.   In its envy, the Shadow defiled the secret of Creation and gave rise to the Legion of Vorabyssiem, aiming to destroy God's work. These demonic monsters, charged with their dark mission, are tasked with devouring the living so their poor souls might join the Abyss.   Overwhelmed by the suffering of the living, God entrusted The Spider of the Cosmic Web with the task of laying The Egg of Ascendant Metamorphosis. This Sacred Artifact would summon God into a physical body. His presence on Earth would smite the Vorabyssiems, and the Living would be saved. Through the grace of the Third Eye, accessible to the holder of The Egg of Wonders, a new world would arise, and God would rule an eternal kingdom of youth.   However, the Egg was stolen by the Betrayer Lilith, who obeyed the Shadow. Thus began the quest of Adam and his descendants to recover the Egg that would save the world from darkness.

In the annals of the Hymn of the Light, it is written that Adam , son of a forgotten human clan, was the first to be touched by the visions of God of Light. The clan, once aimless wanderers, found in these visions a shared purpose, transforming into a brotherhood devoted to deciphering these celestial messages. These truths transcended time, neither past nor future, but fragments of a higher design where God Himself would re-enter the mortal realm.   The clan shaped their lives around these visions, living in seclusion, studying the stars, and murmuring prayers in a language born of dreams. Their sole focus was preparing for the rise of a Chosen One, not merely a prophet but the father of God and the Living, destined to conceive God's Ultimate Vessel. This vessel, embodying the will and power of the Light, would end human imperfection and herald a new world.   Adam, our venerated father was marked from birth by signs no one could ignore. At his first breath, blinding light filled the room, shattering mirrors and extinguishing flames. The elders of the clan knew he was the Chosen One. The fragmented and fleeting visions of the past became clear flashes of divine intent for Adam. The Light spoke directly to him, calling him to a mission beyond mortal comprehension.   But the prophecy carried its burdens, and the visions weighed heavily on Adam. To create God's Ultimate Vessel, he would need to transcend his humanity, offering himself wholly to the Light. The price would be immense suffering and ultimate self-dissolution. Yet, he embraced his destiny, proclaiming himself prophet and guide. The clan, torn between faith and love, prepared Adam for his fate. His prophecy became their cornerstone:     Thus, Adam stood as the first link in a millennial chain, bearer of the Light. The day would come when Adam, the prophet, would stand alone under the Light’s gaze to fulfill or defy the eternal design. His name would endure not as that of a man but as a fragment of the divine.

The Language of the Cieux is not merely a spiritual practice but a living revelation where the fabric of the firmament becomes a sacred text. Followers believe the sky mirrors divine wills. In every cloud, every ray of sunlight, or every glimmering rainfall lies a secret message woven by the God-Sun. The sky is seen as a sacred, ever-changing book, decipherable only by the Aura Readers. Over six millennia, through Celestial Cycles, the Language of the Cieux was humanity's sole beacon in dark times. Every atmospheric phenomenon bears its own meaning, shaping daily life, decisions, and rituals.