Post by Orion on Nov 8, 2006 0:36:26 GMT -5
Centuries ago...
In the time when dragons roamed the landscape and even before Vaenon was simply known as 'The World', there existed a race of beings so incredibly powerful, they were the very founders of today's current races. They had no true name, they were simply known as Creators. The name was derived from the fact that their magic was so powerful, they were able to bring new races into existance. However, these beings, as strong as they were, were not unbeatable. Many were destroyed when the dragon race rose up against the very Creator that had brought them into existance. Eventually, the dragon race was wiped out, but at the cost of many from the ancient race. Only a few survivors remained, and one such being was known as Seraphiel.
Seraphiel had distanced himself from the other Creators after the end of the dragon wars. He was working on his ultimate masterpiece. He was trying to create a race so incredibly diverse and adaptive, yet not without noticeable weakness. The fruit of his loins was the Human race. All went well for a time. Even as the other Creators slowly vanished from the face of the planet, Seraphiel remained, watching the progress of his masterpiece as they spread across the land with prosperity. Eventually, he grew bored. He decided to not just live amongst them, but set himself up as a ruler, so that he might impart his vast power and wisdom upon the race he had grown to admire.
However, the humans did not appreciate his methods, and many times they rose up against him in an attempt to overthrow his rule. Thanks to his immense power, they were thwarted again and again. But in one battle, the humans were finally able to gain the upper hand. Using a weapon that had once belonged to another Creator, the humans managed to weaken Seraphiel immensely. Before they could destroy him completely, he lashed out with his remaining power. The battlefield was completely demolished, leaving very few survivors. Seraphiel dissapeared and was never to be found. Little did the humans know, he had survived and had encased himself in a block of magical crystal, falling into a deep slumber in a hidden part of the world.
Many years passed, and the human race completely forgot about their creator. The location of his weapon, along with the one used to defeat him, was lost in the fires of war. The land became known as The World, and then Vaenon, and all had forgotten about the enourmous power which had once walked upon the earth.
Less than a year after the multi-racial Peace Treaty...
As the battle-scarred landscape of Vaenon did its best to recover from the wars that had torn it apart, it was filled with arcane magics, released from countless fights and conflicts. It was this arcane magic that found itself into the hidden chamber which held the giant crystal that the slumbering Seraphiel was contained in. The magic shattered the crystal and awakened the sleeping Creator. That day, a large portion of Decimus Nocturne was flooded with powerful magics, which caused all life in its radius to seem frozen in time. From the crystal that had once encased him, Seraphiel built a floating castle, high above the frozen terrain.
After slumbering for many centuries, Seraphiel is not out to take revenge upon the race that almost destroyed him. Instead, his agenda seems to encompass the entire world. He knows his last fault was that he attempted to conquer alone. This time, he gathers any who will follow him loyally, and then, the world shall know of his power once again...
"I shall create a world for all types of beings. The strong will have their battles, the lost will find answers. The current leaders will step down or fall beneath my force. I will educate this world on how to truly live life. All who do not follow shall perish in my apocalypse..."
In the time when dragons roamed the landscape and even before Vaenon was simply known as 'The World', there existed a race of beings so incredibly powerful, they were the very founders of today's current races. They had no true name, they were simply known as Creators. The name was derived from the fact that their magic was so powerful, they were able to bring new races into existance. However, these beings, as strong as they were, were not unbeatable. Many were destroyed when the dragon race rose up against the very Creator that had brought them into existance. Eventually, the dragon race was wiped out, but at the cost of many from the ancient race. Only a few survivors remained, and one such being was known as Seraphiel.
Seraphiel had distanced himself from the other Creators after the end of the dragon wars. He was working on his ultimate masterpiece. He was trying to create a race so incredibly diverse and adaptive, yet not without noticeable weakness. The fruit of his loins was the Human race. All went well for a time. Even as the other Creators slowly vanished from the face of the planet, Seraphiel remained, watching the progress of his masterpiece as they spread across the land with prosperity. Eventually, he grew bored. He decided to not just live amongst them, but set himself up as a ruler, so that he might impart his vast power and wisdom upon the race he had grown to admire.
However, the humans did not appreciate his methods, and many times they rose up against him in an attempt to overthrow his rule. Thanks to his immense power, they were thwarted again and again. But in one battle, the humans were finally able to gain the upper hand. Using a weapon that had once belonged to another Creator, the humans managed to weaken Seraphiel immensely. Before they could destroy him completely, he lashed out with his remaining power. The battlefield was completely demolished, leaving very few survivors. Seraphiel dissapeared and was never to be found. Little did the humans know, he had survived and had encased himself in a block of magical crystal, falling into a deep slumber in a hidden part of the world.
Many years passed, and the human race completely forgot about their creator. The location of his weapon, along with the one used to defeat him, was lost in the fires of war. The land became known as The World, and then Vaenon, and all had forgotten about the enourmous power which had once walked upon the earth.
Less than a year after the multi-racial Peace Treaty...
As the battle-scarred landscape of Vaenon did its best to recover from the wars that had torn it apart, it was filled with arcane magics, released from countless fights and conflicts. It was this arcane magic that found itself into the hidden chamber which held the giant crystal that the slumbering Seraphiel was contained in. The magic shattered the crystal and awakened the sleeping Creator. That day, a large portion of Decimus Nocturne was flooded with powerful magics, which caused all life in its radius to seem frozen in time. From the crystal that had once encased him, Seraphiel built a floating castle, high above the frozen terrain.
After slumbering for many centuries, Seraphiel is not out to take revenge upon the race that almost destroyed him. Instead, his agenda seems to encompass the entire world. He knows his last fault was that he attempted to conquer alone. This time, he gathers any who will follow him loyally, and then, the world shall know of his power once again...
"I shall create a world for all types of beings. The strong will have their battles, the lost will find answers. The current leaders will step down or fall beneath my force. I will educate this world on how to truly live life. All who do not follow shall perish in my apocalypse..."
