And Athanatos said to the Seven, “May it be!” And all other lesser creations received the One Gift none of the Seven have – The Gift of mortality. These creations, imperfect for reasons unknown, were blessed with the fate of termination. He who does not die faces entropy, the slow but inevitable decay of energy with no possibility of reversing. To the immortals, life itself had no final purpose, for even Athanatos will decay in the passage of time, and die with the rest of the world.

Yet if life lacks a final purpose, then why live it? Why did the immortals choose to carry on? Is it because they had no choice? Well, perhaps. However, the greater conundrum lay unseen to the lesser creations. Once you realized that the lack of a higher purpose provides no restrain, your life may be free. Carpe Diem, the immortals said, even if you do not Memento Mori.

Athanatos, before leaving for another realm, left a final item – The Scroll of Disownment. Perhaps it was how Athanatos wanted it, in black and white with no second interpretation. If one signs on the scroll, one rightfully surrenders the One Gift. There are no ways to reverse the decision.

The Seven, bound by the fate to keep the scroll away from the lesser creation, nevertheless hopes that one succeeds. For if one mortal succeeds, his Gift of mortality is passed to one of the Seven. In each of the Seven’s hearts lies a desire to be mortal, and this grew into another self in every one of them. The Seven became the Fourteen. Yet the mortals knew nothing.

Worshippers of the Contented Seven believed that the Discontented Seven were their greatest nemesis, and vice versa. In truth, they were no more than 2 sides of the same coin.

Hemar is the messenger of death. When he is present in the sky, the Contented Seven sings the hymn of mortality, celebrating the embrace of Athanatos’ Gift. He is said to be the ruler of the Hemarittis, the spirit guides which lead the souls of the dead to the Afterlife.

Arthos, his alter-ego/nemesis, is naturally the messenger of life. When he is present in the sky, the Discontented Seven observes new lives. Worshippers bring their newborn for the priests to ‘Arthicute’, or bless him, so that he may grow to be more firm on the search for immortality...

---Hiestos Kronik, Rise of the Seven Origins: Critique of Pure Mysticism.