The highest powers, primordial and sovereign, are the two Basilisks, HE and SHE. Both have two heads, with each head being a divine power of its own.
The four heads have argued for hundreds of years. Verhu predicts inexorable annihilation and, since he’s always right, has become utterly full of himself. His is also the head worshipped most. If you could learn the codes of the apocalypse perhaps the right offerings might avert it? Verhu loves his position and hungers for temples to be raised in his name.
When the world was but water, dust and clouds thick with plague-fat flies came SHE, first of the basilisks. From the cracks of Bergen Chrypt SHE crawled. SHE bears two heads; the head of Denial, Lusi, who looks up and down and Her twin head Arkh, Head of Deception, claims to be the first prophet of truths now prostituted by Verhu. Few have ever seen her, the oldest, but many walk her twin paths.
SHE spawned many since the dawn of time, their conceptions not without agony. All were cast down the cliffs of Bergen Chrypt, only HE survived. Down in the Valley of the Unfortunate Undead his eyes locked upon the mountain’s peak, HE spits out curses upon his evil mother. He too has two heads; The head Gorgh is bitter, rank with envy that only his twin Verhu knows the damned truth. Time and time again his prophecies are brought to be. The piles of gold-gift riches from his faithful teeter and slide, so tall are they.