It seems to me that there are a great many Rifters whose gods are as real as you and I. In that case, can they still be gods? Is godhood merely power beyond our ken? Is godhood something unknowable and effervescent about a being?
Andrastians, of course, know of the Maker, and apart from 'let all the world sing the Chant', some may even claim to know the will of the Maker, such as the Divine--but only blessed Andraste herself knows the Maker. To know something beyond the realm of the physical, the mortal--does that make the Maker a god?
I could play the petulant child and suggest a god is what a religion teaches you a god is. That there is only the Maker and all other gods are false and heretical. That if these beings do or did exist, it is not as a god, but as something...else. Demi-god?
But in truth? In truth, I have had little cause to think on it. But allow me to speculate. I believe what makes a being a god is something akin to an observer. Something far beyond any reach of any man or beast that watches and waits. Perhaps, on occasion, intervenes in a miracle. But mostly awaits the faithful in whatever lies beyond, whatever becomes of spirit and of soul. Because then, what is a soul? How do you define what it is inside of us that makes us us, each unique and irreplaceable?
Maybe what a god is is something that cannot be defined.
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Andrastians, of course, know of the Maker, and apart from 'let all the world sing the Chant', some may even claim to know the will of the Maker, such as the Divine--but only blessed Andraste herself knows the Maker. To know something beyond the realm of the physical, the mortal--does that make the Maker a god?
I could play the petulant child and suggest a god is what a religion teaches you a god is. That there is only the Maker and all other gods are false and heretical. That if these beings do or did exist, it is not as a god, but as something...else. Demi-god?
But in truth? In truth, I have had little cause to think on it. But allow me to speculate. I believe what makes a being a god is something akin to an observer. Something far beyond any reach of any man or beast that watches and waits. Perhaps, on occasion, intervenes in a miracle. But mostly awaits the faithful in whatever lies beyond, whatever becomes of spirit and of soul. Because then, what is a soul? How do you define what it is inside of us that makes us us, each unique and irreplaceable?
Maybe what a god is is something that cannot be defined.