The Venture into the new World

Nowadays, living in our seventh era it is hard to imagine what the world was like after the interlocking. Some species experienced the dying of their old world and integration into Luveri as a quiet subtle shift in the skies, for others it was a journey for life and death.

While there are not many recordings of those chaotic times some species managed to preserve their kinds experiences.

The dying Elven world

The elves integration into our now known world was nothing but quiet, it was violent and brutal, driving their kind to the brink of extinction and the loss of many technologies.

When the firmament turned to fire and rain to sparks, the air to liquid and rocks to dust, is time we felt the shattering of our world and it's dying screams. We packed food and cattle and ventured off, away from the crumbling earth and death spreading on the edges of existence. Our only guide was the single solemn star that remained on the sky, unbothered by the madness around, with our faith hold tight we followed it's light.

As reality itself fell apart we lost any sense of time, while we avoided pits of lava and thunderous storms. We ran until we couldn't walk another step, breathed until our lungs stood aflame, until one day, the star, our guiding light, stopped and stood still.

While we looked up at the sky and it's two blue moons, fear still clinging to our chest, silence befell our group and we became aware of the living forest around us, the unbothered chirping of birds in the branches and cool grass below our feet. The sudden peace we felt was like the world itself assuring us that we were safe. That the chaos stopped and we survived.

Nothing around us felt familiar but we hadn't felt that way since our world collapsed and a new world it was, we could feel it by the flow of mana around us.

How exactly we got here, we do not recall.

The quiet transition

For the Echalux it started with whispered screams, the quiet cries of dying birds, slain by unheard hunters. It continued with deafening silence of storms and thunder as their world became mute and deaf.

An eerie silence had befallen their lush and flourishing land and with it a race for adaptation started. Hunters small and large thrived within this new environment. No longer had they focus on stealth and rather could instead level up their speed, sight and smell.

But the sound was only the prelude of changes to come. The next one was the magic, a power the Echalux haven't heard of before but they had to learn, quickly for the newly appearing monsters gave no time to spare.

When the transition and integration into Luveri was complete eventually other species arrived in their lands as well. Although communication was difficult not only because of lack of sound but it also made the Echalux realise that this was a new world and that other species went through tremendous changes themselves. Most importantly however, their land was supposedly the only one engulfed in silence.

Upon this realisation, they could have left, they could have returned to a land of sound but they didn't. They were fortunate enough to still have their homeland, intact. Changed but intact. In that regard they considered themselves lucky and very fortunate and their land was and will forever be their land.

Thus they stayed, deciding to live peacefully and letting the other species fight over the new lands amongst themselves. The Echalux, would remain, adapt and prosper.