[Ah, such is the nature of creatures of faith. He waits all too patiently for her to finish her train of thought, and then smiles faintly.]

Upon my world, it is quite so the other way around - from the very power of prayers and wishes were the gods born, even the eldest. I know not of the gods of this world; I daresay no one has yet thought to ask.

[Nor, he supposes, would they likely get a straight answer if they did. Gods are ever an enigma, even to their creators.]

If you find the variety of gods here overwhelming, I cannot begin to imagine your reaction to those of the Source.

[It is no small amount amused at the thought, sorry, Pyra.]