Fuming with rage and bitterness six friends band together to avenge the destruction of a small human settlement. Through sheer determination and stoic resolve they succeed, though at what cost? Because of their actions, one of them will fall to the enemy and Velthanjantle, the demonic avatar of Kargonis is resurrected. Though weak, the demon breaks free to reign havoc once again upon the world. Fifteen years later, the demon is fully healed and searching for the mysterious Three Chains of Gold; three relics from the War of the Gods which when united will bring about new balance among the Greater Realms. If Velthanjantle is able to find the chains the dark god could be free once more to walk among mortals and foil the decree set in place at the culmination of the War of the Gods by Ravina Estarra, the Goddess of Time. It falls on those who released the demon to gather their forces and train their armies and guilds to stop the end of the world. Together or separated, six mortals must set in motion the events necessary to save Reality from ultimate doom. From demonic plots and greedy dragons to hardened assassins and pious priests, the demon Velthanjantle quickly becomes the least of their problems.
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A Brief History of Reality
In the Beginning
Nothing existed but the Greatest Open Realm. Balance found presence, then spilled into equal parts Order and Anarchy. From these three twisting fates came Life and Death, Light and Dark, Purity and Pestilence, Peace and War, Love and Hate. The first entity to coalesce into consciousness was Ravina Estarra, the Timewarden. She fashioned Stragos, the Greater Realm that encircled time and space within her protective grip, isolated away from the Greater Open Realm. There she encouraged the acceleration of consciousness into other entities. The first of whom was Elavarion, the Creator. His passion led him to the creation of a planet he called Bastion and from his right leg, the planet formed. He envisioned life and so he opened his eyes and provided the sun and moon. He opened his belly and provided the water and lands to give space for his vision. From his blood he created elves, the perfect conduits for his power. Delicate but replete with magic and creativity and longevity. The spurred on the growth of his lands. From his sweat he created the Merloch. They were lovely creatures crafted to equal the elves in their underwater environs. For millenia, the elves and merloch shared the world. As they grew to sentience, they learned to sing for Elavarion's pleasure, and when they danced he felt their gentle feet throughout his being. Shamanism was born of the love for Elavarion. When they sang, he responded, when they danced, he provided. When they prayed for helpers Elavarion created humans - lesser elves - to aid the elves and provide for them while in the throws of their impassioned lives. As thralls to the elves, he made humans more basic. They would die of old age, so they could serve only long enough to be of use to their elven lords. However, humans became a force unto their own. Their natural inclination became focused on learning, rapid growth and immediacy. They were quick to consume and bred ravenously, creating the unforeseen sub races: dwarves, gnomes and halfmen, all of whom were destined to be slaves. They quickly spread like weeds in his beautiful garden, so from his left leg Elavarion built a new planet, the twin of Bastion - for just the humans and their offspring - and called it Citadel. There, he could watch them far away from his precious elves and merloch.
Divine Entities
Among the gods was Rydenna, an agent of Anarchy. Where she cast her gaze, existence wilted away. There was Hacto'Fel, the Glorious Rider, descended from the essence of Light. Seetchricht the Twisted bore the weight of lies and truth as the son of Balance. He coerced Elisomeed into copying Elavarion's creations. When she did, he hid them away in his own Greater Realm: Deimah. Breykelis'Thash, another descendant of Balance, crafted the elements of fire and ice. Barimauler the Brutish, represented war and was the first to enter Bastion as a divine being walking the land. D'Aryasia the Shield of Order laid with Elavarion and offered the beings on Bastion her protection. From their union was born Herteus'Celeres, the Divine Warrior. Animalistic Kargonis grew from Elavarion's fear and monsters were born unto the worlds. Viktor awakened as a son of Purity. He crafted language and birthed values such as Honor and Valor. Of the gods there were thousands. Of the Greater Realms were
and encapsulated the Greater Realms into cohesive bubbles in which each new god (newly coalesced entities) could incubate and grow.
As the other gods came into their roles, they pleaded with him to experience these two wonders. In response he opened one, Bastion, to their machinations. The gods went wild. Beings of terrible might and beings of love and tenderness were unleashed unto Bastion. The mortals that lived there grew in numbers as the races were born of many gods’ interventions. It came to be known that as the mortal creations became aware, they worshipped the gods that gave them life, the gods that roamed the world. When those mortal lives ended, the essence that had formed of their experiences, the soul, entered the god of whom was worshipped and empowered them. The more followers that worshipped a living god, the more power the god possessed. Thusly, the gods shared miniscule powers to their most devoted encouraging more worship. Angels, demons and denizens of all ilk were crafted with the souls of the fallen and then sent around the globe recruiting more mortals’ worship in a cycle of godly empowerment. Some forced followers and others coerced followers into their hungry, waiting arms. Those that forced found that raw quantities were comparable to that of the coerced followers who made their gods stronger with fewer, yet willing souls. Both factions fell into powerfully frenzied soul-eating drug addictions.
Nothing existed but the Greatest Open Realm. Balance found presence, then spilled into equal parts Order and Anarchy. From these three twisting fates came Life and Death, Light and Dark, Purity and Pestilence, Peace and War, Love and Hate. The first entity to coalesce into consciousness was Ravina Estarra, the Timewarden. She fashioned Stragos, the Greater Realm that encircled time and space within her protective grip, isolated away from the Greater Open Realm. There she encouraged the acceleration of consciousness into other entities. The first of whom was Elavarion, the Creator. His passion led him to the creation of a planet he called Bastion and from his right leg, the planet formed. He envisioned life and so he opened his eyes and provided the sun and moon. He opened his belly and provided the water and lands to give space for his vision. From his blood he created elves, the perfect conduits for his power. Delicate but replete with magic and creativity and longevity. The spurred on the growth of his lands. From his sweat he created the Merloch. They were lovely creatures crafted to equal the elves in their underwater environs. For millenia, the elves and merloch shared the world. As they grew to sentience, they learned to sing for Elavarion's pleasure, and when they danced he felt their gentle feet throughout his being. Shamanism was born of the love for Elavarion. When they sang, he responded, when they danced, he provided. When they prayed for helpers Elavarion created humans - lesser elves - to aid the elves and provide for them while in the throws of their impassioned lives. As thralls to the elves, he made humans more basic. They would die of old age, so they could serve only long enough to be of use to their elven lords. However, humans became a force unto their own. Their natural inclination became focused on learning, rapid growth and immediacy. They were quick to consume and bred ravenously, creating the unforeseen sub races: dwarves, gnomes and halfmen, all of whom were destined to be slaves. They quickly spread like weeds in his beautiful garden, so from his left leg Elavarion built a new planet, the twin of Bastion - for just the humans and their offspring - and called it Citadel. There, he could watch them far away from his precious elves and merloch.
Divine Entities
Among the gods was Rydenna, an agent of Anarchy. Where she cast her gaze, existence wilted away. There was Hacto'Fel, the Glorious Rider, descended from the essence of Light. Seetchricht the Twisted bore the weight of lies and truth as the son of Balance. He coerced Elisomeed into copying Elavarion's creations. When she did, he hid them away in his own Greater Realm: Deimah. Breykelis'Thash, another descendant of Balance, crafted the elements of fire and ice. Barimauler the Brutish, represented war and was the first to enter Bastion as a divine being walking the land. D'Aryasia the Shield of Order laid with Elavarion and offered the beings on Bastion her protection. From their union was born Herteus'Celeres, the Divine Warrior. Animalistic Kargonis grew from Elavarion's fear and monsters were born unto the worlds. Viktor awakened as a son of Purity. He crafted language and birthed values such as Honor and Valor. Of the gods there were thousands. Of the Greater Realms were
and encapsulated the Greater Realms into cohesive bubbles in which each new god (newly coalesced entities) could incubate and grow.
As the other gods came into their roles, they pleaded with him to experience these two wonders. In response he opened one, Bastion, to their machinations. The gods went wild. Beings of terrible might and beings of love and tenderness were unleashed unto Bastion. The mortals that lived there grew in numbers as the races were born of many gods’ interventions. It came to be known that as the mortal creations became aware, they worshipped the gods that gave them life, the gods that roamed the world. When those mortal lives ended, the essence that had formed of their experiences, the soul, entered the god of whom was worshipped and empowered them. The more followers that worshipped a living god, the more power the god possessed. Thusly, the gods shared miniscule powers to their most devoted encouraging more worship. Angels, demons and denizens of all ilk were crafted with the souls of the fallen and then sent around the globe recruiting more mortals’ worship in a cycle of godly empowerment. Some forced followers and others coerced followers into their hungry, waiting arms. Those that forced found that raw quantities were comparable to that of the coerced followers who made their gods stronger with fewer, yet willing souls. Both factions fell into powerfully frenzied soul-eating drug addictions.