Xatar

In the cosmic tapestry woven by the divine hand of Aetherios, there was a moment when a shadowy energy emerged—an essence tainted with envy, hatred, and pestilence. This malevolent force festered within the very core of the celestial realm, yearning to take form and wreak havoc upon the cosmos. Aetherios, unaware of the darkness burgeoning within him, continued his cosmic duty-his creation.
  As the ethereal energies coalesced, a figure emerged—a god born not of benevolence but of malevolence. This deity, now known as Xatar, the God of Envy, Hatred, and Pestilence, came into existence with a heart blackened by the darkest corners of the cosmos. His eyes glowed with the sickly hue of envy, and his aura radiated an infectious malice that sent shivers through the divine beings.
  Aetherios, sensing the birth of this ominous entity, reached out to contain the burgeoning malevolence. However, Xatar was not to be restrained. With a defiant sneer and a venomous laugh, he leaped from the hands of his father, defying the gentle grasp of Aetherios.
  The moment of Xatar's leap was marked by an unsettling stillness in the celestial realms. The air grew heavy with the stench of pestilence, and a dark cloud enshrouded the divine landscape. As Xatar descended, his presence corrupted the cosmic energies around him, leaving a trail of decay and despair in his wake.
  The God of Envy soared through the celestial expanse, his twisted form casting a shadow over the once-illuminated realms. His malevolent laughter echoed through the cosmos, reaching the ears of both mortal and divine alike. The tales of his birth spread like a plague, with whispers of his envy-driven hatred and the pestilence he carried with him.
  Xatar, reveling in his newfound existence, unleashed his wrath upon the cosmic order. Envy fueled his every action, and his malevolence infected the hearts of those who crossed his path. As he roamed the celestial realms, sowing discord and spreading pestilence, the other gods looked on with a mix of fear and disdain.
  The birth of the God of Envy, Hatred, and Pestilence served as a stark reminder that even in the divine hierarchy, darkness could take form. His leap from Aetherios' hands marked a turning point in the cosmic narrative—a tale of a deity born not of creation but of corruption, destined to leave an indelible mark on the celestial canvas.