Prologue

Creation

  In the beginning, there was only Ymerah, and the infinite void which surrounded him. His was just one of an infinite number of realms, that are, like this one, just a void. In that void, there was chaos. No laws of reality, no logic, no light, and no sound. There was only a chaotic silence, and darkness that can only exist in absence of reality, and logic. Ymerah would stop this chaos, and would create law, and light. Ymerah would beat the void that surrounded their world into a state of submission. It is in this state of submission that Ymerah gave to this void the laws of logic, and reason. This would ensure that his creation would remain stable. After this, his first creation, which he named the Aeturan, was a circle of seven beings, whose combined power was not unlike his own, in ways of creation. All seven of the Aeturan were perfect. They were his children, and he loved them so. As their creator, having created them from fragments of himself, knew them as he knew himself. He instructed them only to create, knowing what form their creation would take.   The seven Aeturan came together, and from fragments of themselves, crafted a world to call their own, and this world was filled with light, life, color, magic, and other natural beauty. The Aeturan and Ymerah both looked upon this world with only delight. The Aeturan would leave their world so it may flourish on its own. Ymerah, however, did not. He saw this world, and longed to see this world be explored. First, this world needed to be prepped for these lesser beings' arrival. His next creation would serve this purpose. His next creation was the Dragons. From the moment the dragons first awoke, they knew Ymerah, and shared a bond with him similar to his bond with the Aeturan. As such, the dragons lived to serve their creator. Ymerah blessed his dragons with the ability to manipulate, and control the arcane magic that lived on this world. The dragons would use this magic to serve their purpose of serving their creator. Their task was to nurture this world, and to help it grow so the yet unborn peoples may awake to a completed world, full with life, and resources they may use for their own development, and creativity.   The dragons did as Ymerah instructed, and did so to such a degree, that Ymerah saw fit to give to his creation, servants to call their own. He put the dragons into a deep sleep, and from a small fragment of each dragon's heart, he brought forth the Draconin. The draconin were made in a very similar image as the dragons. Because the draconin were made from a fragment of the dragon's heart, the dragons had a love for all draconin akin to how a parent loves a child. Because the dragons are the source of all draconin, the draconin have a love, and devotion to the dragons akin to how a child loves a parent. Just as the dragons had an innate desire to serve Ymerah, the draconin had an innate to serve the dragons. Before the draconin could swear themselves to the dragons, as their servants, it was the dragons who swore themselves to the draconin, as their shepherds, and teachers. The draconin all said to the dragons "Then as shepherds, and teachers, please instruct us. Let us learn through the tasks you give is. Let us serve you." The dragons lovingly did so.   The world was now prepped for the yet unborn peoples, that will soon walk its physical plane. Ymerah's next creation would serve this purpose. He crafted them from the arcane magic that surrounded this world, so that they may have a desire to explore the world which the arcane magic surrounds. When these people awoke, they named themselves the Elves. Just as Ymerah intended, the elves had an innate desire to explore, and learn and share all which they learn. They shared their learnings with the drconin, among which was the elves' natural ability to understand arcane magic in a way that rivaled that of the dragons. However, the elves' vast exploration was limited to just the surface of this world. They had no desire, or need to explore what lies beneath. Ymerah's next creation would serve this purpose.   Ymerah's next creation was crafted from the stone buried deep within the world's core. When they awoke, they named themselves the Dwarves. Just as Ymerah intended, the dwarves had a desire to explore the world beneath the surface. They would descend into the depths beneath the surface world, and carve entire empires into the stone from which they were created. They became masters of metal, and fire. Many great works of dwarven creativity were forged, and shared with the elves, and draconin. The dwarves taught the draconin, and elves how to manipulate metal.   Ymerah's next creation would master all elements that were not yet mastered. They would be the most numerous of all the races. They would work the soil, and forge great civilizations, greater than that of the dwarves. Ymerah crafted their bodes from dust, and their souls from fire. When these people awoke, they called themselves Human, and just as Ymerah intended, the humans worked to soil, and built great nations. They were the most numerous of the three previous peoples, and harbored a connection to Ymerah that rivaled that of the dragons. With the creation of the humans, the world which Ymerah, and his children had made was finally complete.  

Corruption

  The Aeturan would return to their world, only to see their father's "gift" crawling, and writhing across the surface of their once perfect world. The way they tamper with, and sully the intricate balance, and order which they laid forth made all seven of the Aeturan shutter. Ymerah saw the disdain between his creations, and approached them. "My children, these, as you say, "Mortals", are very similar to yourselves. They are capable of creativity, of love. I ask of you not to look upon them with disgust, but instead with delight. Teach them, tend to them, guide them, so they may all become as powerful, and wise as yourself."   The Aeturan had no interest in guiding the, what the Aeturan called "Mortals". The mortals were an infection that must be cured, a filth that must be cleansed, an imperfection that must be perfected. The mortals had a far inferior willpower that made them vulnerable to outside influences. The Aeturan would become this outer influence, and would plant dark thoughts into the mortals' hearts. The eldest of the seven Aeturan was the first to act. He planted a sense of false superiority in the hearts of all mortals. This would serve as the basis for all his siblings' influences. These dark thoughts were called Sin, and this sin was named Pride. And this was the name the eldest of the Aeturan took for himself.   The second of the Aeturan would give the mortals the urge to turn their frustrations away from themselves, and towards others out of this pride. This sin was named Wrath, and this is the name he took for himself. The third of the Aeturan would give the mortals a desire to accumulate wealth in all its forms. To take, and to hoard beyond any reasonable satisfaction. This sin was named Greed, and this is the name he took for himself. The fourth of the Aeturan looked upon the intimacy that once lived among man, and woman, and how it would bring the two closer together. She looked upon it, and saw a weapon. She gave the mortals a dark desire to force themselves upon others. A desire to do so between man, and man. Between woman and woman. She perverted what was once a gift. Turning what was once a product of love, into a sin. This sin was named Lust, and this is the name she took for herself.   The fifth of the Aeturan planted a desire none too dissimilar from that of his brother, Greed. He planted a desire to needlessly consume beyond any sense of satisfaction. This sin was named Gluttony, and this was the name he took for himself. The sixth of the Aeturan refused to provide any contribution to the cleansing of his world, and demanded a time of rest. However, it is his inaction that created this sin, and spread it unto the mortal hearts. This sin was named Sloth, and this is the name he took for himself. The seventh, and youngest of the Aeturan desired the corruptive skills. This desire only harmed him, destroyed him. This desire became his sin, and this sin spread itself unto the mortal hearts. This sin was named Envy, and this is the name he took for himself.   All seven of the Aeturan succeeded in corrupting much of their father's creation, and in extension, their own. Sin had pierced the hearts of all mortals, and set its roots deep. However, there was one people that sin had not yet touched. The dragons' will was reinforced by their connection to Ymerah, making them impervious to the Aeturan's influence. Because of this, the dragons became a threat to the Aeturan's plans. They planted yet one more desire in the hearts of the mortals. A desire to strike down every last dragon. The only race that resisted this urge was the draconin, who were made from the dragons, and were now their protectors.   The sin the Aeturan had planted infected not just the mortal hearts and minds, but the hearts, minds, and bodies of the Aeturan as well. The sin they forged turned the once perfect forms of the Aeturan into dark, and twisted perversions of themselves. Ymerah looked upon the destruction, and the forms which his children now took, and knew they were responsible. When he questioned them, the Aeturan did not answer, but instead lashed out at their father. Ymerah rebuked them, and cast them into the next void of a realm. In this realm, the chaos, and sin of the Aeturan combined, and gave to the Aeturan an even greater power. Together, all seven of the Aeturan would forge for themselves a greater world separate from the world the mortals now infect.  

Collapse

  The sin the Aeturan had planted within the mortals set its roots deep within the mortals, and deeper still within the world they walked upon. This corruption slowly rotted away the world's core, bringing it closer, and closer to collapse. Ymerah needed a way to save his creation. He looked to other realms, and saw the realm in which the Aeturan had crafted their world, and saw that it was perfect to host his own creations. He knew full well what lie in the next realm, but saw no other way to save what little was left.   Much more, the elves, dwarves, and humans that were corrupted by the Aeturan have all but wiped out the dragons, leaving only four standing. There was Tillian, ancient male, and holder of vast wisdom. At his side there was Matrias, ancient female and holder of vast arcane power. There was Belon, young male, and one of only two dragons capable of reproducing. At his side was his beloved Arotha, young female, and the second of the only two dragons capable of reproducing. Ymerah reached out to the last of the dragons, and instructed them to gather what few good people were left, and to prepare to leave this world, and step onto the next. The dragons asked how they would leave this world. Ymerah answered them, saying how their combined power could bend, and tear a hole in this reality. It is through this tear that they can enter the next realm.   The dragons did as Ymerah commanded. They gathered what few good people were left, about a quarter-million per race, and led them to a valley between two mountains. It is here, that the dragons combined their arcane might, and opened a rift between worlds. The draconin were supposed to be the first to step through the portal, and onto a new world. However, they all refused to set foot on a world which the dragons did not enter first. Running out of time, the dragons would do as the draconin wished. It was not until TIllian, Matrias, and Belon had entered before Arotha could convince the draconin to step through the portal, allowing the refugees to flow through the portal, and onto the new world.   Not long after the crowd moved towards the rift, two armies charged over the two mountains. Arotha immediately took flight to defend the refugees. At her side, was a draconin man, with scales of copper, and eyes blue. named Horoth. They were the only two in the writhing sea of refugees who could fight the hoard. As Horoth drew his sword, Ymerah granted him a divine might, which manifested itself in an eruption of golden flame. It is this power that allowed him to fight the hoard as the refugees fled this world, and entered the next.   The hoard would not stop. With each foe Horoth and Arotha struck down, it seemed six more would crest the mountaintop, and descend upon them. Still, they fought. Just as they were overrun, the last of the refugees escaped, and the rift closed. And the valley in which the rift was opened was flooded up to the knees with the blood of those who sought to strike down what little good was left. Neither Horoth, or Arotha would live to see the new world, but it is through their sacrifice that they both earned a place at Ymerah's right, and left hands. Horoth would become the Arbiter, and Arotha would become the Guardian.  

A New World

  The new world was none to dissimilar from the Old World, and it was now called. The air to breathe was the same, the magic which surrounded the world was very similar, the skies above were a very similar shade. Within the first days, the new world received the name: Eternity, in the hopes that unlike the last world, it would be eternal. Naturally, the peoples would split away from where the rift had opened. The draconin were the first to make the journey south, the elves north, the dwarves to the east, and the humans stayed, and planted their capitol precisely where the rift opened.   The draconin, on their journey south crossed a great canal, and stepped onto a southern mass of land. It is there that they forged their nation, Fafnia. The dwarves, on their journey west, crossed a very similar canal, and found a mountainous western land. It is there that they forged their nation, which they named Midor. The elves, did not cross a canal, but rather stopped at the northern end of the first-known landmass. It is here that they forged their nation, Brimbaria. The humans did not venture outward at all, but rather planted their flag at the point of landing, where the rift opened, and closed. It is there that they forged their nation, Heodar. As these nations grew, they discovered the landmasses they first explored are actually three landmasses. One central landmasses, and two more spiraling around the central landmass. The dwarves, and draconin shared a landmass, and the elves and men shared a landmass, with none occupying the western landmass.   The Aeturan had left their world to let it flourish, just as they had the previous world. They returned to see the mortals infecting their new world just as they did the old. They saw these mortals rapidly expanding outward. As a measure of containment, they Aeturan created a storm that would orbit the three spiraling landmasses, and filled the western landmass with a people to call their own. A hoard of pawns, incapable of love, or virtue. A people that called themselves the orcs. These measures proved effective in their purpose. The mortals are contained, and the world is prepped for a new plan, set in motion by the Aeturan. And the mortals now look to Ymerah, and his right and left hands for strength.   The War of the Aeturan has begun.