Rondi was born in an unknown region on Bharat to the Garwal peoples to a merchant family, was immediately deemed for greatness when her infant features were inspected. Upon her birth, her Brahmin family saw that a bindi, an expression of spiritual wisdom and energy, had already been placed on her forehead: not by tradition and acceptance to a codified family rule, but by birth. Not only that, but it was the legendary symbol of the mahaanatam bindi: the ringed, encompassed wisdom that surpasses the heights of common humans and is reserved for only the most honored and learned geniuses upon the world of Bharat.
A town meeting was held, and her fellow brahmin met the infant with doubt. To her parent’s chagrin the high priests of the region attempted to rub the mark on her forehead off, certain it was a hoax.
When unable to through multiple means, they passed the news to the highest regions of the planet, where the great teachers learn from the spirits. They accepted her with open arms, claiming that the child was meant to be the first of her kind, a teacher chosen by the gods from the very beginning.
Thus began her training from an extremely young age in the rites of the arcane.
On her seventeenth year she acquired a tome of knowledge from a meteor. The book, which somehow survived the crash into Bharat, spoke of magics unheard of and terrifying to the other High Priests and Teachers. She was willing to respect her elder’s decisions until a much, much larger meteor crashed in the neighboring mountain range, and then the meteor got up, ran up the peak, and flew off somewhere else.
Her teachers told her they had been visited by a strange god, and in a way perhaps they were.
Ohrine, in her mindless rampage across the cosmos, visited their world briefly, and pieces of her flung off her body seconds before the retook flight in her quest to remove the madness.
These pieces of her began to make minds of their own, and then identities, and finally forms. Their power was immense, and even the concerted efforts of the teachers could not defeat them.
To defend her adopted home, Rondi knew she must use the caged book that had crashed only hours earlier.
The words of that volume were strangely easy to read for her, as if it shifted their lines for her to understand. What those words said, however, changed her forever.
Her magical ability leapt a hundred times that day, but it was only the beginning of the person who would one day be called the Goddess of Humanity.
