Myths have existed for as long as humanity has, to describe that which we could not understand, but almost all of these are told from the human (or some other outsider's) point of view. What if we looked at what the gods were doing, and only caught glimpses of what was happening below, in the world?

Here we have the tale of the gods, not of Earth, but of a new world, and how they find their own purpose, in the Game of the World.

This story is rather lighthearted, mostly me figuring out how to write characters, so there will be little worldbuilding, because, well... The gods will be doing that. ~æ

<The story is NOT on hiatus, i'm just incredibly slow. Sorry>