Children of Deiwo

The world has forever been divided into three.
A̸̛̖x̸̙̀i̵̻̋s̵̱̈.
Atlas.
Aether.
All three in complete harmony, in pure balance, easily breakable. Deiwo, who looked upon his creation and feared that it may shatter apart with nothing to tie the balance to, created three beings, the first generation of His Children. Three beings, whose powers were tied to himself and to the world around them to help keep the balance.
Ṯ̸̃ȇ̸̺̆m̶͇̻̿p̸̫̂̚e̵̒́͜s̷̞̪̾t̶̢̮̐, the first and ultimately last raijū, a creature of lightning incarnate, was the first to lead her people into prosperity and ultimately, their extinction.
S̶̖̑͝ẽ̶͇͚r̴̯̜̿a̵͉͑i̴̘͉͊̂à̴̧͉̔h̵̪͊͐ of the shêdu, who tried to save his people and paid dearly for it, who was trapped in the mountain by his Parent along with his species.
D̵͙̎a̵̬̽m̵̝̈ȋ̸̼̑ä̴͚̤́n̸̪̈o̷̹͔̾̕ṣ̴̦́͌, whose purpose it was to be the keeper, whose mind was balance itself, whose sanity shattered with that he was keeping and who died, trying to fix what was long broken.

Deiwo looked upon the chaos and suffering caused by the first rule and created the second generation of his children to be the same species, three gryphon sisters. They would lead the once feral gryphons and build up a society from the ruins of the first rule, better, stronger, more stable.

C̴̪̲̝̠̘̜͈͒à̵̼̠͕̅͂̂͂̃̏̕̕ḩ̵̺͇͂̊̚a̴̖̙͑ͅy̸̡̛̜͕̜̘̫̦̬͐̏́̉̅̃̆͆̆̍͝a̸̝̼̙̺͚͈͆́̌̎̚ͅ, the leader of the lightcatcher.

M̵̨̝̥̫͍͎̾̉̄ȍ̴͖̜͚̟͍ṙ̵̬͙̊͛͐ë̵̦́͠n̸̟͎͗́̚a̵̧̻̠̫̹̦̱͌̾͒̑̾́̚, the leader of the darkhunter.

And Nimue, the leader of the dawnbreaker.

The three sisters united the gryphons and lived in peace for a long time, yet a long time is not forever, and eventually, conflict arose, small at first but steadily rising. Bit by bit, the factions split apart, finding their hunting grounds and establishing borders.

But the conflict never ceased, it only grew. The second rule echoed the mistakes of the first and the two sides went to war with each other, breaking the balance once again, and with it, the mind of its keeper.

The keeper met the same fate as the first, gone mad and driven by one thought and one thought alone. ‘Restore the balance.’ And so, the three sisters battled, the last bits of balance crumbling under their claws as they set Axis’ future on a path to ruin. C̵a̴h̷a̸y̶a̶ was crippled, her wings broken. M̵o̸r̶e̵n̵a̶ scarred, her feathers torn and scorched. And Nimue dead, killed by her own family, only to keep a fragile balance, a scale even more prone to tipping with its centerpiece missing.