Ixala

Welcome to the world of Ixala, formed by the Pantheon of the Known Universe from the corpse of a defeated entity that came from beyond it. Before mortal civilization established itself, an ancient war erupted among Divine, Primordial, and Infernal beings, each vying for control over a rock teeming with the life energies of the unknown. Their immense conflict was shattered by the arrival of powerful non-physical beings, born from the residual energies of the war's chaos, who brought the three forces to their knees. Through their victory, they became the protectors, creators, and observers of the mortal lives within Ixala. These beings, known as the First-Brood, laid the foundation for towering civilizations and all forms of magic and skill. Unfortunately, their age would be short-lived.   Centuries after the Ancient War, the warrior god Fuxenar arrived after a long journey through the dark reaches of the universe. Scarred in body and compromised in mind, he embarked on a personal crusade to eradicate all life in Ixala by devouring the world's energy. The magic that once flowed freely began to diminish, and the numbers of the First-Brood dwindled as the world's life energy was slowly consumed. Fueled by Fuxenar's efforts and the rise of Imperial worshippers, the world was plunged into a dark age.   Without law and order, the mortals were forced to either live in exile or serve the Fuxenarian Empire as it worshipped the corrupted god's ascension. But as darkness grew, so too did the light that opposed it. Heroes of all species came together and declared rebellion. A final alliance was forged, and they fought their way to Fuxenar's castle, seeking hope and salvation for Ixala. The battle was so immense that the losses were beyond measure, and Fuxenar, having exhausted himself, was overwhelmed by the life energies he consumed. This transformation turned him into a colossal tree that partially restored Ixala, though it was not quite as it once had been. The last of the First-Brood faded into memory, leaving their monuments in ruin. The mortal populace fractured into factions across the remaining continents, keeping their struggles to themselves as the second Dark Age had begun.   Kingdoms, tribes, and institutions emerged in a bid for survival in these savage lands. The once-legendary Fuxenar Rebellion faded into myth, but the mortal inhabitants gradually escaped the second Dark Age through progress and innovation. At present, the world is filled with stories of old and promises of adventure. However, the Fuxenar Empire lurks beneath the surface, plotting and scheming for unknown purposes. Its presence is felt on every continent as it attempts to impose its will on the scattered populace. It is a good time to help those in need and seek adventure in long-forgotten places.