The Dwarf's Religion

The Dwarves’ Religion



Before time itself, there was always the Father and the Son. Many names were given to them, but to the dwarves, the Father was the Hidden One and the Son was the Protector.

The tale of the Father and Son is interwoven with deceit, intrigue and sadness, and this is the tale that all life is set upon.

They always were and always are and always will be. That is the rule of the Father and Son. Gifted with power beyond imagination, knowledge beyond the mind’s eye, and with each other, so the family existed for generations at a time. The Father was content, but the Son had a problem; he was in constant agony from a fire that burns within all…he was empty.

The Son had no way to rid himself from his suffering and, upon seeing the pain that his Son endured, the Father created a way for the Son to rid himself of his pain. Instead of filling his Son up, he tried to rid his Son from the void within. He gave his Son the gift of tears.

The son cried for years upon years. There was no such thing as time as time had not been created yet, so there is no accurately measured number of years the Son suffered. All that we know is that one-day the Son felt the gift lift ever so slightly. He did not know how he would live without the tears once they finished falling, but at the same time he wanted to be rid of the empty feeling within him. He prepared himself for his task and then the time came; his last six tears fell, three from each eye, and he crystallized them into solid diamonds.

The six diamonds held power beyond the youth’s reach and he realized what he could do with such power; he could create a world where there would be many like him and he could roam the world and feel full forever. In his vision, he could not decide on two different ideas – two completely different ideas. He split the six diamonds up into two sets, divided by the eye that they fell from, the left and right eye. He used what power he had and defied all rules set against him and created two worlds of opposite natures. Using the remaining tears, he created a heaven and hell for the worlds respectively.

The power used to create such miracles did not go unfelt by the Son’s Father. Angered by how his Son had desecrated his gifts, and believing that the Son had purposely removed the gift from him, the Father demanded the return of his gifts. The Son grew angry and tried to explain his actions to his father, but his Father would not listen.

When he refused, the Father turned to the darker of the two worlds’ hell and tried to destroy it. Although his power was great, and the gift was originally from him, the hell was not destroyed but merely set on fire. The power however did move the hell closer to its world, and all on the world was frazzled and destroyed. The Son tried to stop any more attacks on the remaining worlds, but his Father would not be stopped.

The father turned to the dried up world and scoffed at his Son’s meager attempts of life. Filled with hatred and anger, the second blow shattered the world and sent the shards spinning to settle as glimmers of the diamond they used to be.

Only the Heaven remained of the darker world and the Son refused to let his father destroy it. He shielded it with his life and his Father, although angry and betrayed, could not over-come his love for his Son. The Father vowed that as long as the Son protected and watched over the world, he would not destroy it, but the moment he moved he would crack it in two and take his gift back.

The son, trying to put all his diamonds in a place that he could watch over, melted the Dark World’s heaven, revealing the diamond within. He halved the diamond. He suffused half back into his one eye so that his eye would forever remain open to watch over all that happened in his world and so that he could see all through the redirection of light within the diamond.

The remaining half of the diamond he crumbled onto his last world, creating the mountains and valleys. The Son then found that, what with the reapplied gift to his eye, he could once more cry, and so he continued to cry, filling up the valleys that he had crafted with water, creating the oceans and seas.

The Son didn’t like his World to be in darkness, so he moved the burning Hell closer and lit it up, thus creating the Sun. The shards of the Dark World he tried to gather, but they remained scattered over the sky, becoming gas as they disintegrated without the power of the Son close by, and being known as Stars.

The Son did his last chore and filled his world with one single living being, able to live on all terrain. The First Being was the mother of all there was. She, graced with the knowledge of life from the Protector, molded new races, each time trying to outdo herself to please her Protector. The Son watched in awe as each race was created, and then, when the First Being created something so close to his own likeness, he decided to grace the race with his secrets.

Appalled by the prison their Protector was held under, the race decided to do all in their power to free their Protector. To do this, they had to find something as precious as the core of their world to replace the gift the Son’s father had bestowed upon him.

It is this reason that the dwarves, for dwarves they were, turned to the rock around them. They began to dig, craving the gift that would save their Protector and perhaps allow them to be one with him, for they too were empty and the gaping hole in them they could only fill by creating more holes.

And so the dwarves dig, believing that one day they will free this world of it’s retched diamond, and in turn be granted the presence of their Protector who still, to this day, watches over them through his diamond eye, never missing a thing and all the while his Father watches him, waiting for the day that he may turn from his duties and leave the world open for destruction.

For this reason, the dwarves pray to the Son to forever remain awake and to stay watching over them. They do all they can to please their Protector and continue digging. The gold, silver and gems that they find and decorate their houses with are a constant reminder to them that they search for something far more precious to them than their own gain. Because of this, they do not treasure wealth, but rather always seek for more, hoping that one day the Father will realize that the Son didn’t throw away his gift, but used it to fill him up, just as his Father first intended.