Shë Yösaoi – The Sylphs

Well now, it has been a long time since I last made an installment in this series…essence page for sylphs

Shë Yösaoi. The Masters of the Air and Winds. Second-born of the tribes of Ithelak. Ancient in lore and thought. Lost from the middle spheres of the world for centuries and millenniums. Remembered only for their last great act: their treachery in the Great War.

The second-born of the race of creatures that God created to call His children, were twins one of another. They were white in flesh and hair, and their eyes were a clear blue like that of the edge of a white cloud mirroring the sky. Their joyful voices and laughter cheered all who heard them, and they made many childish songs that are now regarded as supreme works of genius and art. Their names were Aoæma and Omiei.

They grew rapidly, and soon outstripped Ëlwëth in height and in prowess in climbing, for they always loved the high places. They often climbed together in the mountains and trees, rejoicing in the feel of the wind in their light hair and on their limbs.

Gradually as they grew older, they came to love each other in more than just friendship and siblinghood. At last in their maturity they were wed to each other, and loved each other yet the more.

When the time came for the gifts of God to be given to the tribes, they were blessed very greatly to their liking. They were given great ability in song and speech, and in the powers of the Aurein, such that they were able to lift themselves up into the air and climb to great heights unreachable before. They were also enabled to command the air to form itself into an invisible solid at their bidding and design, either by will or by song. They used this to build great bridges and stairs in the mountains that opened up great regions to others not as agile and able as them. They were also gifted with a keenness of sensitivity to the weather, and were able to predict what would soon occur with ease.

When the rebellion took place, they shrunk from combat, and hid in the mountains, but were seduced by the Dwarves in the end to the side of darkness, and were broken in the ensuing war. After the Deluge, they retreated to their fastnesses in the mountains and came rarely to the middle sphere of the world, preferring to live in liberty from the confines of society.

When the Great War came, they withdrew even farther, not daring to make any appearance lest they became involved. But even they could not avoid it in the end, and they joined the Elves on the request of the Zidain, the Wizards. But soon after they engaged in the battle and won great victories for the right side, they fell away and tried to set up their own empire, and were tricked by the Men into aiding the cause of darkness, though they knew it not. They became hated for this, and for breaking their oath to help in the war, and they fled to the mountains, leaving little trace of their involvement, except in legend.

They dwindled gradually to weakness, even in their own heights. But they remained pure from mingling the longest, and thus maintained their power, and became known as hermit magicians who hated people and cast trapping spells on unwary explorers of the mountains. But these were rarely true, and they liked most to live in simplicity and peace on their mountains, tending their cattle and living with the wind and their voices.

This is a long-awaited article on the 5th of my 7 tribes in Ithelak, my world. I am not sure when the next will come out, but I hope it won’t take as long as this to write. 🙂 If you want to read the rest of the series, follow this link:

Let me know what you think! And feel more than free to ask questions. I love to talk about my world. 😀


Shë Aumchÿloi – The Dwarves


As per many emphatic requests for the return of my Ithelak posts, I will continue on with the Dwarf Tribe.

Three years after Ëlwëth was born, there was born a boy utterly unlike his three siblings. They were all light skinned and light haired, but he was black as a moonless night reflected in a still, deep pool. His eyes were shining and black, lit from inside like strange lamps of darkness. His hair was thickly curled, also unlike his older siblings. He was tall, though, almost as tall as the paler twin brother and sister. But he was strong, very strong. And his strength only grew as he got older. He became unrivaled among his brothers for strength and endurance, and his body continued to harden and mature. He was named Keirgyndaso.

Another boy was born who was dark, but not as dark as him. Then came twin girls, utterly dissimilar. The first was beautifully dark like Keirgyndaso, but the second was golden and light-filled like Ëlwëth. The dark girl was named Gëndweidh. She grew up to be tall and stately, like Keirgyndaso, though not quite as tall as he. She was sleek and swift, and loved to run and climb. Her eyes burned from deep within with a reddish light that shone and wavered as she spoke. As she grew older and more adventurous, Keirgyndaso took to following her into the mountains as she explored, and they had great fun there. They made dams in the streams, and houses in the trees and clefts of the rocks. But they liked the rocks best. For years they contemplated and planned the construction of a great fortress in between two cliffs in the hills. It took great ingenuity and effort, but they at last created it, to their immense pride. As can be guessed, they grew to love each other more and more, and at last they wed.

They were always known for their skill with engineering and craftsmanship, and were frequently called down from their mountain retreats to help in the construction of the others’ homes and in the creation of inventions. It was by their wit and knowledge that the dragons were able to create the first explosive materials, although Keirgyndaso and Gëndweidh were the ones that used it most. Thus it was no surprise to any when they received the gifts that they did. They were given authority over stone and earth, and it was a great joy to them. With song and spoken command they would shape out clothing from pillars of solid rock that were of a special intricacy and beauty of pattern and design that was impossible to recreate on a forge. They designed amazing machines, complex and simple, driven by other machines held together and run by tiny, curiously made pieces. These became much sought after by the other tribes.

They were named the Aumchyloi, and came to be known much later as Dwarves. This was because they were rarely, if ever, seen by the common people, and since they lived underground mostly, they assumed that the Aumchyloi were short and stocky. But although the entrances and mines of the dwarves were small and unassuming (most of the time), the interiors of their living quarters were massive and full of majesty and grandeur.

When they rebelled with the dragons and men, the dwarves quickly became masters of creating weapons of destruction. They were the foremost creators of the Shivara, the Blessed Blades, and the Kinara, the RingBlades. These were swords and other weapons that had been given special properties. The Shivara were stronger, lighter, and faster than normal forged blades, and some of them were even skilled in swordplay, guiding the wielder’s hand. The Kinara were Shivara that could take the form of a ring at the will of the owner, and take its normal shape again at his willed or spoken command. There were very few of the Shivara made, only a few thousand, and even less survived the Deluge. A few were carried through by the Seven Lords, but most were destroyed. But their secret of manufacture was not lost, and many were created again for the Great War.

Over the years, the dwarves became known merely as great smiths and miners, and as they mingled with the other tribes and became crannish, they deteriorated until they were merely that. Few people remembered their former greatness, or even their true nature, except the Loremasters and the sages. But their architecture and their creations always remained, and these played a pivotal role in all of the wars.

With joy and peace in Christ,
Sir Emeth Mimetes

Shë Eingzhroi – The Men


Shë Eingzhroi – The Men

Nëdëgiusël was born three years before Digaleig, and his wife, Moreiso, was born as the second-born twin to Gleiza. The foursome grew up close to each other and maintained their friendship and league even after the dragon’s banishment. They were slighter in build than the dragons, but heavier than the elves. Their skin was almost as dark as the dragons, but had a lighter, yellowish hue to it that would give them an oriental look to us. And they were indeed very oriental in many respects: their eyes were almond shaped, their eyes dark, their hair straight and silky. As they grew up they loved the beasts of the creation more than all the others, even more than the elves. And so when God have them the rule over them more than the others, they were well pleased. They were also given the gift of healing. But they were most pleased with the ability to communicate (as much as is possible with non-sentient beasts) with the animals.

In the rebellion they joined with the dragons and the dwarves, and ruled with them. When they were darkened they took a variety of shapes like the others, but out of them were born the first order of Sorcerers. The sorcerers became the leaders of those who sought the Dark Arts, or the powers of the other tribes. This was a great evil, and required the aid of the Zeighor’s strength by means of magic. Each tribe’s natural power, its jurisdiction, had its limits, and exerting power within those limits was natural and good if done in the right way. This was just like using an arm or a machine. But to go beyond those limits deliberately and seek to use the powers of the other tribes in their jurisdictions was a great offense and sin against God. The sorcerers maintained their existence in varying strength all the way up to the 3000th year of Ithelak, where they all but vanished.

The end of the Great War was precipitated by the voluntary surrender of most of the mannish tribe around the globe. They mingled with the other tribes and scattered their forces, leaving the dwarves and dragons on the defensive. They did not take part in the final battles, but merely sought to rebuild their homes. They built up five main provinces for themselves: one in Tskarnor and four in Aschu. There were also several smaller settlements of men elsewhere, but those were the main ones.

The mannish tribe in the land of Tëscrii in Tskarnor is called the Tësalagaco. Their great city is the massively complex Grëdhiro, but they range all across Tëscrii and up into the ranges of Gëdora. They hunt and live off of the plains and marshes of Tëscrii. They mingled mostly with the naiads of the northern marshes, and so the natives of the northern regions live half in half out of the water all of the time. Their tunnels under the plains and the paths in the swamps are never revealed except to the initiates of their people. The underground regions of the great city Grëdhiro are called the Touedapsin, and their convoluted meshes reach far out into the plains under the soil. Only the Necadoua know their way around the Touedapsin at all, and they know only the parts assigned to their family.

The nations of the Aschian men went through many changes of dynasties and territories, but for the most part there were four: north, south, east, and west, divided by the Aschian mountains of Kure-daiäzon and Shurutatume-daiäze. The great cities of the main dynasties are these: Mulemëtone, Kalíbeirítone, Daiveiretone, Gulimamato, Gilomatone, Gairuledë-onom, Mësoma-tobalo, and Karadenace-tone (I might have forgotten some, but that is good for starters). Each nation has its own culture and history, its own methods of warfare, and its own dialects.

A note on the common tongue’s use of the word man. When the men mingled with the other tribes at the end of the Great War they brought on an age of Crans, people who come of a greatly mixed bloodline. The culture of the men became assimilated into almost every other culture and so crans became synonymous with men. And since crans were the most numerous, man became the common word to use for a person.

With joy and peace in Christ,
Jay Lauser

P.S. This is the last article on Ithelak for a month. As a TWEist I am not permitted to write fiction next month. So farewell for now!

Shë Agmÿloi – Dragons

A cloud of darkness in a blade of steel.
A chained heat and a leaping flame.
A warrior hooded, a deadly menace.
An old tradition and an ancient way.
A brooding power constrained,
a force unleashed.

The youngest male of that first generation was Digaleig, and his wife-to-be was born as a twin to the Mannish girl after him. Her name was Gleiza. They were darker in skin than all but the family to be named the dwarves. Their hair was dark and wavy, and their frames were strong and powerful. Their eyes confused and made the others marvel. At rest or at play they shone and sparkled like veritable black diamonds. In love and in deep thought they changed to a meditative gray like the clouds over a softly breaking sea. In anger they glowed and blazed with a deep sparking red like the embers of the heart of a coal fire. And when after they were blessed, they used their authority and power, their eyes lit up with a mighty violet light that shone in darkness and day alike. At all times they seemed to embody lamps hung behind their eyes or within their depths. Some have said that if you looked too long into their eyes, seeking for their bottom, you would be enchanted and fall into a deep dream in which your every action and perception was influenced by what you saw in their eyes.

As they grew up they were the most active and assertive of the fourteen children. They always sought the hardest and the most difficult challenges, and they most often prevailed. With passion they combated the others for predominance and victory.

When the time cam for the blessings to be given, their family was given the name dragons. To them was given the rule of heat and fire. At their will and word they could command a flame to spring up in their hand, ignite a blaze in a tree, or they could banish heat from a thing so that it froze. To them was also given great strength in the Tälcön. This was a gift of authority given to each tribe, but especially to them. It had two parts to it: the Aurein, and the Torein. Both controlled motion of distant or not so distant objects, but in different ways. Both were invisible to those who do not have the gift of seeing it (elves, mostly), but they act like solid bodies, capable of motion and action.

The Aurein was more constrained near the body, and followed the definite shape of another human, albeit winged, linked to the user of the Aurein at the center of gravity. Its limbs can move independent of the physical body of the Aurai, the user of the Aurein, and pick up and manipulate things. Using the Aurein’s wings, one can with effort slow a fall, assist in a great leap, or accelerate or brake when running. It is, however, still impossible to fly with the Aurein.

The Torein was in the shape of several or one tentacles issuing from the Torai’s body, guided by his arms. These tentacles were more liquid in shape then the Aurein, in that they could fuse as one, stronger arm, branch out into many, weaker arms, extend out, or retract in closer. The strength of the Torein lay in its pulling, grasping, and pushing capabilities, not in being able to lift objects perpendicular to themselves. For that they were not very useful. Yet they could be used with great effect to do many things at long distances.

Not satisfied with these gifts, Digaleig sought to gain the power of the elves, and in failing that he sought to mix their lines to gain both strengths in his progeny. When refused, he stole the elvish queen Ëniuël. There was a great battle between him and Ëlwëth over her, and at last in revenge, anger, and hatred, Digaleig killed Ëniuël. He was justly banished with his wife from the consort of the Lords. He fled to the mountains and built a city there with his family. He trained them up in hate and taught them war.

In the year 121 there arose strife among the Council of Lords, and the men and dwarves abdicated from it. They went to the fast growing kingdom of the dragons, still lead by Digaleig. They aided him and built up a great empire of war, concealed under the mountain. The dragons had previously come into contact with several creatures of great power and intelligence. These creatures took on various forms and subverted them into preparing to march war on the rest of the tribes. These creatures were the Zeighor: demons manifested in natural form. These great, immortal Lords of Darkness created terror in the hearts of the rebel tribes, and bound them to their rule and command in exchange for greater power. They offered great and transcendent ability, as well as long life if the tribes sold their lives, their souls, their wills, and their bodies to them. Most agreed, out of lust for power and revenge. Then, over time, their bodies changed. Some became terribly malformed, bound to figures of hideous ugliness. Others were given bodies of wondrously seductive beauty and compulsion. Others became like dense figures of power, able to cow great warriors by their mere presence. They had become Ducahoi: Darkened Ones.

In the year 148 the great force marched on the other tribes. Until 259, over a century later, they won, and Ithelak was held in bondage to darkness. Those who maintained still a faith in the Lord of Creation were slaughtered and attacked, until there were very few left in hiding. At last in the year 1023 the hidden Council of Free Lords launched the first rebelution of liberty. For over four hundred and forty years they strove with the forces of darkness until at the last there were only fourteen of the Faithful miraculously preserved by God, fleeing to a secret valley revealed in visions to them by a wizard. There were two from each tribe, including dwarves, men, and dragons. In the valley they were defended by wizards while they built a great ship to protect themselves and all of the floods of incoming animals and creatures from the impending cataclysmic flood foretold to them. In the year 1465 it struck and wiped everything away, except for the ship with them on it.

After the Deluge has subsided the tribes began to grow and spread abroad again. They tried to set up governments, but due to lack of experience and lust for power, they did not last long and generally ended in revolt. The nations spread apart and in many cases animosity grew as they did. Wars erupted and settled down, driving many to seek greater power. Several of these nations turned to the old legends of the Ducahoi, and desired to gain that sort of power. And in secret, many did. In the 18th century since the creation of the world, these amassed themselves into a great host like unto that from before the Deluge and marched on the free peoples of the world. This army was led by the ancient sworn foes of the elves: the dragons, dwarves, and men, who had reformed the ancient alliance of darkness. That war waged for seven centuries, covering the surface of Ithelak with destruction and havoc. In the end, the Men forsook their troth and mixed with the other tribes as a punishment for their rebellion. What was left of the dwarves surrendered many of their cities and fled or were driven deep into the mountains.

The dragons were cornered in their deep fortress cities in the Tskarnorian mountains. For many more years they fought on, until all but a handful were exterminated. All lines but a few destroyed, or were mingled with the lines of the other tribes if they surrendered. One of these last cases stands out in history: that of what was known as the Basin War.

High up in the eastern mountains of Tskarnor there was a great fortress made before the Great War by a dragons and his cohorts. He was still there in the year 2500, but he was at bay there, blockaded by a great host of elves. The story of that war is a subject worthy of its own book (which I intend to write someday), but I can only tell you part of the ending here. All but one girl dragon of that line was slain, and she was saved only because she loved and was loved by the victorious elvish king, whose name was Xzantaria. They wed, and of their mingled line came the first ruling dynasty of the Tskarnorian empire.

By the year 2900, there were only twenty or so pure dragon lords left in the world. Only one of these inhabited Tskarnor. But the line of the Xzantarians had many histories and they come into many of my books.

A last word of clarification. Due to a deficiency on the part of the Common tongues of Tskarnor and and Minor (through many myths and misconceptions spread by superstitious rumors), there is only one word that is used for the three separate dragon beings. Kcumai (also translated as Wyvern, or non-sentient, reptilian beast), Diosän (wizards in wyvern form), and Agmÿlai (the dragon tribe which this article is discussing) are all translated as Dragon. Although there is a close affinity between these three things, they are very different.

With joy and peace in Christ,
Jay Lauser

Shë Tauësoi — Elves


Shë Tauësoi — Elves

The First Born of the Seven Tribes of Ithelak.

In the fifth year of the world, the first child was born: a boy. He was fair skinned, golden haired, and his blue eyes shone like bits of the sky mingled with the stars reflected in a summer pool. His father and mother, the First-Born, the created of God, named him Ëlwëth. Four more children were born to his parents, each dissimilar to him. First were born twins, a boy and a girl, who were very much alike. Their skin was pale and their hair was white; their eyes so light a gray that they seemed to contain but wisps of cloud. They grew taller then Ëlwëth very quickly. Then wonder of wonders, there was born a boy so dark that he gleamed in the firelight. His skin was black, like polished stone, and his eyes and hair gleamed with the same metallic luster. Then was born another boy, with skin colored like hardy mahogany. His red hair was a marvel to his darker and lighter brothers and sister alike, and his eyes of brown matched his skin in beauty and color. Finally, when Ëlwëth was six, there was another set of twins born to his mother. The first to come was a little girl, golden haired and blue eyed. She seemed to glow with an inner light of the sun. After her came another girl, as dark as her older brother who was so black. The contrasting twins was a source of delight to them all, but Ëlwëth clave closest to Ëniuël.

When Ëniuël turned twenty, she wed Ëlwëth. By that time seven others had been born, each with characteristics and temperaments dissimilar to all the others but one. Each in their turn they wed, each to that one most like him, as God had intended in their creation.

In the forty-second year of the world the Lord Creator called all the mortals before Him, and spoke to them. He declared that He had chosen their attributes for each of them individually, and that He had a plan for each family. He reminded them of what they had been told by their parents about what He had commanded them in their creation: that the mortals were to rule and reign over Ithelak as His stewards. They were to command and to order it in its growth and development, and to fill it. He told them that to this end He would give each family a blessing, apart from the others, to aid them in their role. These blessings were not to be used to destroy or work against His plan, but were to be used as they were to use their hands in His service to His glory. To each family He gave a special language to be used to keep their family unified and distinct from the others. To each family He gave a unique jurisdiction and a name as well. The family of Ëlwëth He called Elves, and gave to his family the jurisdiction of light and knowledge. This was prophetic of the fact that the Elves would be the only tribe to maintain a remnant who had faith in Him throughout the ages.

This gift enabled them to command light to appear and to disappear, to make it change hue and direction, to absorb and release it, and even to weave it out of the air into a fibrous like material that was light as well as strong, and which retained the hue of the light it was spun from. They learned through time to weave beautiful garments for court or war from this material, and also to crystallize swords and weapons. But they excelled most in the pursuit of knowledge and understanding, and were the first to use a writing system for their language.

But Digaleig, the last boy born of the mortals, whose family had been given the name Dragon, envied the Elves their gift. He was not content with the jurisdiction alloted to him, which was that of heat and flame. And he sought to take the power of the Elves, and in revenge for being refused he stole Ëniuël from Ëlwëth, in hopes of marrying her and bringing the power of the Elves into his line. There was a great battle between him and Ëlwëth, and in desperation and anger, Digaleig slew Ëniuël. For his acts he was banished from the circle and counsel of the First Lords, and he fled with his wife to the mountains, where he brought up his people in hatred.

Later that year, there was another birth. A little girl, similar to Ëniuël in looks, but milder in spirit. She grew up, and Ëlwëth wed her on her twentieth birthday. So it was that God mended the wrong done by Digaleig, but not wholly. For later Digaleig subverted the tribes of Dwarves and Men to side with him in a great rebellion, which laid the world waste. They ruled with destruction for 764 years, until the First War of Liberty began. At the end of the war, when all but fourteen of those faithful to God were slain, they escaped in a boat from a cataclysmic flood that destroyed all of the face of Ithelak. After the Deluge, in 1466, the seven tribes began anew on a changed world.

That is the history of the Elvish creation, and now I will describe themselves more particularly. In appearance they are beautiful and well proportioned, obviously very naturally suited to activity. They have deep golden hair, and a complexion not white, but lightly tanned like to the color of a gem. They are lighter in frame than the Men, Dragons, and Dwarves, shorter than the Sylphs, and taller than both the Naiads and the Sylvans. Their eyes are a deep blue, and turn golden with age. They are very keen of sight, being able to see in almost complete darkness and to a very great distance in good sun. This sight extends itself in many cases to a sort of Second Sight that shows them at times, unbidden, visions of things future, present, and past that they had not seen or heard of with their mortal senses. They are nimble with their hands, and prefer to fight in closed distances and on the ground. They are very skilled in this form of combat, and can disarm and eliminate opponents much bigger and stronger than they themselves are, even when armed sometimes. But their great triumph is literature, for they wrote most of the histories of the ages, and have books written on almost any scientific or artistic field.

These attributes are not to be construed to be applicable to all of those who have Elvish blood in them. For in the Second and Third Age the tribes mingled with each other, and so there are many of those class which the common tongue refers to as Mingles: mortals who have the blood of two tribes in them. And during the Great War there were even many of those called Crans: mortals who have more than two tribes mingled in them. After the war and into the Third Age these last became more common, so that they were more numerous than the Mingles and Lords of the tribes. In these mixed peoples, the blessings of God became diluted, and even erased in most Crans. But the attributes which seemed to be retained above others in those mingles who had Elvish blood in them was the keenness of physical and Second Sight, and the quickness of wit and knowledge.

After and during the Great War the tribe of the Elves became separated into various parts of the world, and so each in time developed their own culture. Those of Ülva became secretive, ritualistic, and mystical. Those of Tskarnor became more warlike and inclined to political intrigue. There were very few Elf-Lords in Tskarnor in the middle of the Third Age, most of the leaders of the nation were Dragon-masters, or Fire-elves: mingles of Dragon and Elf. This was the Xzantarian line, which was usurped by the Wood-elvish Cylorians. But even after the rise of the Cylorians the culture of the Xzantarian reign maintained its foothold. Directly after the Great War God led a certain family of Elf-Lords to travel to Minor, across the sea. They reconquered the land they had owned before the war and set up a great kingdom there. But there was perversion of the leaders and the nation split into northern and southern parts, while the last of the True-elves set up a small colony in a forest in Northern Minor. The Minorian Elves (although mingled with Naiads) traded around the globe, and became rich. Until the Fourth Age.

The history of the Elves has become almost a history of Ithelak, but that is because Elves play such an important role in it. During the Fourth Age they were almost wiped out, and there were very few Elf-lords left. At the end of the Iron Empire and the start of the Fifth Age they began to try to pick up the pieces, but fell into mere tradition, and did not accept the truth of the Elvish Creed. That was when the Lord God came down as an Elvish Cran to teach all mortals redemption.

The True Elves of the Great Glade in Northern Minor


Shë Tauësoi — Elves

The Elvish tribe is the tribe of light, due to their foreseen loyalty to the true Light of God. They were endowed with the gift of longer life than men, naiads, dragons, and sylvans, as well as influence over their element, just as with the other tribes.

Slighter and more slim in structure than men, they also were more agile, quick, and surefooted in motion. They were characterized by thick, golden hair, and bronzed complexions. They were very resilient in constitution, and held up under severe strain, fatigue, illness, and even wounds with fortitude rivaled only by dragons.

They desired wisdom above all else, and they fell mostly from pride of the intellect and self-righteousness. They did not love machinery, nor did they love the darker tribes: men, dwarves, and dragons. They developed the art of grappling and ground fighting to a degree unparalleled by any artifice of men. They relied mainly on closed fighting in war, though they were also skilled in the art of the bow and atlatl (javelins launched with great accuracy and over vast distances by a springy rod held in the hand). So great was their skill in ground fighting that no unarmed warrior of another art could defeat a trained elve, and even when armed few could be sure of victory.

Their craft was built mostly around their inherent art of molding and fashioning light. They could, by effort and focus of will, or by virtue of the spoken word of command in the old Elvish tongues, weave, forge, or crystallize light into forms fine and delicate, or strong and powerful. The cloth thus wove was light, soft, and strong, and retained the color of the light it was drawn from. They also made armor and weaponry from crystallized and forged light, which was lighter and harder than steel, and retained its keenness with greater tenacity than steel. By tradition, they wove words and finely crafted designs and phrases into their works, mainly drawn from their old books and Scripture.

The true elves bore on their foreheads a star fashioned of light, which distinguished them as followers of the true light of God. Given when but a child, a star was not a sign of salvation, but of their lineage. To them were given the oracles of God and His revealed wisdom in the form of Scripture to be protected and fulfilled. To them was promised the coming of the Savior of all mortals.