MOSAIC was built in the early world of primal clays. It is a molar like congregation of misshapen buildings, organized in a ring shape that contains an even denser city. Chimera are it's primary occupants, Churches of Abaddon would label it as symptomatic spreading of the seas godlessness. One building became two, became three, expanded out into a sickly colony rising from the earth chimera first emerged from. Gasping for air under a blaring red sun, bringing corruption up with them. As the gods can't see below the earth, those damp catacombs are godless as the salt swell ringing the mainland continent.

~ Fountain
of the Harpies

Auberon & Abaddon, paired space fairer kind, major gods who combined their minds to create the early world of Oursarchus, of course it was known as some else back then.

On etymology, Oursarchus rests on the laurels of a larger linguistic tree, grown from a root word lost to scholars now. Each Major religion uses a corruption of this root word, studying them now allows us to work backwards as to its composite meaning. Oursarchus, the common name belonging to The Church of Abaddon is derived of "Organs" "To be seen" and "Pillaristic Leader". The "Our" here emphasizes Our flesh, our right to be seen, our leader and so on, characteristic of The Church of Abaddon's doctrine.

(Other corruptions across Oursarchus include Arganopsis, organsuent, sarsuchic and organopsis, ourganopsis)

Amidst Mosaic where my own religious studies have taken place, I've found many Chimera forgo this ancestor word, either adopting from their religion of belonging or naming it themselves as is common with micro culture and neo religion. Chimera are not "Seen" by these major religions, withholding my own thoughts on that topic for now, we see displaced Chimera developing neo religions disproportionately because we are not "claimed" by a God, our populations are too fractured to develop a wider culture, so on a tapestry of interpersonal micro culture and neo religions forms.

Many of us refer to our world as Guttings, maybe in reference to our emergence from the earth, we are the removed innards. Some wish to return down others wish to return up, as seen in Chimera denotations of Abaddon churches, like the Rose Church.

- Endalla
with Love from MOSAIC

The Church of Abaddon's locus sits in the center of the continent, it's capitol nestled within the crook of Abaddon's limbs, a land locked lake of pure whitewater and one of the only bodies untouched by the sea. This natural formation supports their doctrine of belonging, serve as a barrier between their Godmade world and the rest. Auberon's exists as a rich thermal pool, ey are a Hearth and Heart to Merfolk & Centaur. Humans named themselves proxies of Abaddon, they wield eir image in many forms. I find it endearing, and while I've only encountered a limited idea of the variation within the Church, I'd say the texture and diversity within is as stunning as our own. It makes us nothing short of sisters.

- Endalla
with Kinship from MOSAIC

Before any other life walked Organ and
the Major Gods Rested upon the surface.
The firstborn of the world were the Icthyocentaurs.
Little was preserved about them, all we know is our Primal world had No time or Order until the Grand and Terrible action of one, Eyto, doomed the many.

The Majors split eir children into four parts as a punishment for Eyto's crime. The Icthyocentaur's bodies now severed, their personalities halved and sent along with their limbs.

We came from their hands.
Merfolk came from their wounds
Humans came from the head
And Centaurs from the body

The Majors rose to the heavens in disappointment.
The world had reset.

Coined Eyto's year, the first Named era or period, we now live in its 25th iteration with the splitting being its first. Each passing year is marked as follows, until the Majors or the Churches of Abaddon announce a new Era.

Most of Organ became a bid to assert belonging and pride. None more so than us. Everything we have done is to avoid the blinding pain of another Splitting. By ensuring our actions as individuals represent the values of the whole. And those of us capable of harm can't do it under the eyes of the Major. Under their watch you will not speak out of turn again, And neither will I.

~ Fountain
Of the Harpies

Small shrines in MOSAIC homes.

Because of the amount of neo religions most churches aren't found in a present building as much as they're found in each other, in individuals, in people. Those who had buildings or homes once still carry a part of it with them, old church tiles become wall shrines and charms kept on their person.

If you take the time to look around MOSAIC
Tilework is integral now. These salvaged pieces of old homes, rich stories and lost images are pressed into our clay floors, walls, and pews, any surface willing to receive us. What's more forgiving, more malleable, than clay. We try to keep archives of art and their stories. Every object, every chimera, every image, everything comes from somewhere. Isn't it fascinating how much you learn when you ask, how could we not be part of this world when we're written all over it.

- Endalla
with Heart from MOSAIC