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Non-WH thing.
DIR By: Lucan Tyrius
Date: July 5, 2016, 9:16 pm
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A project me and Rumor have fostered for nearly five years, the
following is a brief summery on the Origin fluff of a homebrew
Multiverse. With it's own (unlimited) set of rules and laws.
Open to suggestion and constructive criticism.
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The Before
Before the sun, before the moon, there was only the light of the
stars. In this shiftless plane of infinite black, energy took
thought, and The First were born. Beings of pure energy and
mind, they had no physical form and they could not change or
interact with the world around them. For time uncounted, for
time had yet to form, they roamed the endless black and white
without purpose. This was until one took upon themselves the
power of will.
He is considered the First among the Firsts, a being that
changed the stasis of reality. His name was Derzera, Lord of
Aeons. He was the first to take up a physical form, creating the
primordial essence of all matter, forging its existence though
his will alone. He brought about the concept of ebb and flow,
and with that Time began. He taught his secret to others and
they too took the mantle of will. The spirits of harmony and
disharmony, of light and of dark each brought their own ideals
into existence. This caused the concept of conflict to come to
exist, a reactionary, but unintended, side effect of the birth
pangs of a new existence.
The First War
As the long ages of the immutable stasis of change past the
First split into like-minded groups, each focused on one total
extreme. Eventually the diversity of conflicting and parallel
ideas could no longer be contained, and one unnamed First wished
another to exist no more, and while he could not will them out
of existence, he found he could end it. And so death was born.
Tools were made, items that carried death with them, weapons
literally forged from of hate and pride. It began, slowly at
first, but soon all of the First took up arms and conflict raged
across the totality of infinitude. War had come, crafted on
anger and ego. They fought not for land nor for wealth, but for
power. Mastery over all. For the power of life, death, of light
and dark, and to end the disparity betwixt.
Derzera led his brothers and sisters into battle for the unity
of all, for the fulfilment of the status quo. He was not order,
nor was he chaos, not life or death, light nor dark. He was
equilibrium, balance. For a hundred numbered ages War raged,
unchecked, across the realms of eternity.
But as time wore on Derzera looked forward and saw no end, he
looked behind and could not remember the beginning. He realized
that his people had lost themselves to the change, they had not
the will to exist without grief, hate, and pride. He then chose
to force unification, willing them together, "For," he thought
"How does one fight one's self?"
Incineron (En-kin-erhon)
Derzera gathered to himself the greatest of his vassals: Elrath,
Aspect of Purity. Galmog, Aspect of Choice. And Kozel, who's
aspect has been lost to the ages. And together they constricted
all that had been wrought, bending space together into a single
mass that was all that was in the totality of infinitude. This
act shattered the will and thought of many of the first. It was
then that Derzera reshaped the fragments into the Metasera, the
spirits of life.
For a time there was peace, and the newly formed Metasera were
free from the conflict of their forebears, and worked as one to
improve all things for all people. The eldest of these spirits
prayed to Derzera, for they wished to take physical form, as to
better interact with the world. Derzera, caring for his
children, gave them the secret of form. Each took on the
appearance and attributes of what reflected their souls. There
were wolves and trees, there were fish and birds, and there were
things most could not recognize, shapes so alien that merely
seeing a glimpse of them would drive most men mad. The eldest
took up the name Xyilarn, meaning 'Seeing From Afar', and
mediated on the nature of life, and in this meditation he found
the secrets of truth and knowledge. He inscribed them onto a
scroll of infinite length, who's characters described entire
lifetimes of stars, and constantly moved and shifted, mirroring
all possible futures, the accumulation of all thought and
memory. He named it the "Aeon Chronicles" for namesake of his
lord.
For a time this new world prospered. But, for there to be
prosperity there must also be change. For every deed done there
was at least one who disapproved. While akin in spirit, physical
forms separated the Metasera in mind and thought. The bonds of
unity frayed and it began to reflect on Derzera's vassals, for
they had glutted themselves on the prayers, hopes, and
nightmares of the fledgling souls. This had slowly corrupted
them, leading Elrath to vanity and deception, Galmog to
domination and control, and Kozel to unchained, but cold,
hatred.
The War of Heaven
Just as the thoughts of the Metasera had corrupted Derzera's
brethren, they in turn corrupted the bodies and minds of the
Metasera, with many becoming twisted parodies of their former
selves. Driven mad by the incessant whispering that clawed at
their minds. While it is true many fell, a great number also did
not, listening only to the word of Derzera and his emissary
Xyilarn.
As disparity grew once more Derzera took note of the distortion,
and lamented the choice he would have to make. He ordered the
dissidents purged.
Once more the forges of the Metasera lept to life, but not for
the baubles and trinkets that they normally forged, but to craft
weapons of war. The essence of life was bound to each weapon, so
that the weapon itself was not mearly a tool, but a sentient
warrior that held the power over life and death. Even in madness
the corrupted ones kept their great mastery over crafting, and
forged their own weapons, but they were hollow. Filled with the
hate of their wielders, the bound themselves physically to their
masters, drinking deep their madness.
The world was divided, between of the light and life of the
above, and the darkness and death of the below. For a hundred
lives of men they warred for the fate of all existence.
Eventually the three traitors, known among the faithful as the
'Funmengari' or "Those Who Oppose." took form upon the world, no
longer content to simply watch. And they lay waste to legions
before Derzera, Embodiment of Creation, Lord of Time, descended
himself for the final battle.
Elrath: Who took the form of a great white serpent, which had
the torso, arms, and head of a woman in lieu of a head. seven
sets of great feathered wings ran along her scaled body, while
her upper half was clad in alabaster hued armor. Her eyes were
pits of white light, and her skin was pale and without a blemish
or imperfection, her hair as black as the shadows between the
stars.
Galmog: The body of a great dragon, who's tail was three
fire-breathing serpents. In place of a head was the upper body
of a man, clad in molten armor.
Kozel: A giant, whose armor had melded with flesh and seared
onto bone. His malformed face contorted in a permeant scowl that
was either pain, hatred, or both.
Derzera: A man clad in armor that seemed to be made of glass,
and beyond was the night sky. He floated aloft on four sets of
pure white feathered wings, a flaming sword in each hand.
The Shattering
The great ones, who were as gods, clashed. Their battle leveled
mountains and carved deep ravines, the might of their power
boiled away oceans and froze deserts.
It was in this battle that the stress on the bonds that held the
world together snapped, and Incineron was shattered. As the
explosion on the world's demise threatened to engulf all Derzera
overpowered Galmog and Kozel, binding them to his will and using
their power to catch the fragments. But this fraying went beyond
the physical, it also fractured time and space. Each fragment
was no longer a simple chunk of soil and rock, but a reality
unto itself. At its core stood Derzera, the catalyst for the new
order. With these fragments frozen in place, but still bound
together by tentative cords of Derzera's will, each would
develop its own laws, its own features. Its own fate.
With the Metasera scattered and lessened by the severance of
them from their gods, they became mortal, and evolved along
whatever lines they had before them, and they were the forebears
of all life.
With his will strained and that he was immobilized Derzera chose
to sleep, to conserve his power and ease his fraying mind. But
he could not leave the new Multiverse to fend for itself, so he
fractured his mind and soul into eight shards. Purity, Life,
Death, Wisdom, Time, Eternity, Spirit, and Vigilance.
The High Gods
Ishachal: Purity = *Enoch: Order
Tir'Lan: Life
Dimallow: Death
Azalheroni: Wisdom = *Asheron: Chaos
Kathura: Time
Ti'Mu: Eternity
Crestaru: Spirit
The Watchman: Vigilance
The Shadows Grow
For a time there was peace as the aspects of Derzera, the High
Gods, shaped and guided the growth and change of the Multiverse.
This was until Ishachal, the Lord of Purity, began to fear
change and see anything new as bad, as disparity. And so his
purpose was tainted, and he became Absolute Order. The other
High Gods became concerned, and Azalheroni, Lord of Wisdom,
consulted every source he could in an attempt to fix this great
problem.
He eventually found himself in the black nothing that lay beyond
the Multiverse, where he often came to meditate. This is when a
voice echoed from the vast empty black and conversed with him.
The voice stated that to maintain balance, as was his mandate,
he would have to become equal but opposite to Ishachal.
Azalheroni saw that there was wisdom in these words, and asked
what that would be. "Chaos, of course." was the response. He
then asked where he would get Chaos. The voice told him of the
bloodshed that once filled the Abyss around him, and told him to
allow the emptiness to fill him.
When he returned he was Wisdom no longer, he was Asheron, Lord
of Chaos.
The All Saints War
When Asheron retuned Ishachal rallied Tir'Lan & Kathura to his
side and war began once more. Dimallow and Crestaru rose to
defend Asheron, and Ti'Mu and The Watchman remained neutral.
Asheron took up his throne on the Plane of Gondreth, and renamed
it Discordia. While Ishachal took his seat on Milatoyrn, the
home of the Angelorum, his most faithful servants.
Asheron wove and measured life in a forbidden spell, creating a
race in like image of the ancient living weapons. They had the
capacity for good and evil, for light and dark, and added the
ultimate random factor. This tipped the scales in Asheron's
favor, and he pushed harder into Ishachal's domain.
In a battle on the plane of Jadore, Ishachal and Asheron met in
battle for the first time. Though the battle was long and hard,
Asheron prevailed in the end, destroying his foe's physical form
and thus severing his connection to the World's Heart (Derzera).
After this Crestaru betrayed Asheron, he and Tir'Lan imprisoned
him on a plane separated from all others. But his mark was made,
as he had sired the fathers of all demons, and sowed the seeds
of discord, ensuring his legacy remained, even 100000 years
later.
Races
Note that these are just the accepted races, you can make your
own (within reason)
Human(s): The most prolific race, they were crafted by Asheron
in ages past through the forbidden use of life sorcery in a
display of overwhelming power. They were crafted in the image of
the ancient race of warrior servants crafted by the transcendent
arts of the Metasera. With the capacity for both greatness and
infamy, humans are the most varied of the races in Creation.
Sub Races:
Char: A race of humans with dragon-like qualities (Scaled skin,
sharp teeth, immunity to fire ect) That are sworn, body and
soul, to Asheron.
Humani: Ascended humans that serve Enoch Evershown, the second
coming of Ishachal. They are intrinsically linked to light based
powers and rarely fall to darkness,
further than most.
Edolion/Reapers: A race linked to the Abyss, Crestaru, and
Asheron. They have the solemn duty of Sheparding the souls of
the dead to the afterlife. They exist between the realms of
shadow and form, allowing them to become shadow, and control it
as a physical force.
The royal family of the Edolions, the Stormblades, is known for
the estrangement of the last king Scourge, and his son, the
usurper Prince Rumor.
(Warning: I can not grant permission to use this race, as it is
the sole property of Rumor)
Angelorum: Immortal beings descended from Ishachal, they are
beings of light and order. With great aetherial wings and armor
forged of Celestial Steel they cut swathes through lesser foes.
They are slaves to Ishachal's will, however, and though they
have free thought they are unable to act agienst their core
belifs unless corrupted by an outside source.
Demons: The bloodlines of the the seven Demon Lords, these
Immortal creatures are as varied and dangerous as their
ancestors. They are servants of Asheron, paying homage through
both fear and awe at their oldest progenitor, whom they often
call the "Archdemon".
Kalbonites: Giant humanoids with metallic skin and golden eyes,
they are masters of crafting magical items through their own
force of will. Hair colors range from white to bright red. They
are marginally aligned with Tir'Lan, Goddess of Life and the
Sun.
Daimons: Demigod children or descents of the High Gods, Daimons
have a multitude of abilities and powers that set them apart
from others. While Daimons are classified as a race unto
themselves, they can be born to any race save for Angelorum or
Demons, who are already a subrace of Daimon. While powers vary
greatly, standards are:
1) The ability to move between planes at will (more experienced
Daimons can use this to teleport short ranges through space.
2) Effective Immortality (Immune to age and illness)
3) Superhuman Physical abilities (enhanced strength, speed, and
endurance)
Technology
Rule 1): If you can give a reasonable explanation, it's good.
Rule 2): Magic and technology are not necessarily mutually
exclusive.
Rule 3): There is no restrictions based on setting. Exmp: if the
rp takes place on a medieval plane, but your character
canonically has a pistol, you may keep it
Magic
Rule 1): Magic is varied and dangerous to the ill prepared.
Rule 2): Do not attempt a spell that would be to taxing on you
Physically or mentally, or it will kill you.
Rule 3): Be aware that magic is devided into three categories:
Healing/Holy Powers (Controlled by Ishachal and Tir'Lan), Soul
Magics (Controled by Crestaru and Dimallow) and Forbidden
Sorcery (Controlled by Asheron)
Soul Magic uses the power of one's own soul to cast powerful
spells, but is dangerous after prolonged use.
Forbidden Sorcery is everything from Necromancy to Will spells,
powers that no mortal was ever meant to hold.
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Re: Non-WH thing.
DIR By: zornuzkull
Date: July 5, 2016, 9:56 pm
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Re: Non-WH thing.
DIR By: Lucan Tyrius
Date: July 5, 2016, 9:58 pm
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Amazing... What glorious insight :P
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Re: Non-WH thing.
DIR By: Apothecary Meros
Date: July 6, 2016, 1:59 am
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Ok, so is this sone kind of alternate origin story for our
universe or a completely different part of space unrelated to
where humanity claims?
#Post#: 6907--------------------------------------------------
Re: Non-WH thing.
DIR By: Lucan Tyrius
Date: July 6, 2016, 7:22 am
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It would be classified as an alternate universe. But the worlds
are unlimted in number, and each world has Infinite variations
of itself. So the countless origin stories are all true in their
own way.
#Post#: 6908--------------------------------------------------
Re: Non-WH thing.
DIR By: Lucan Tyrius
Date: July 6, 2016, 7:27 am
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As also, just to be clear: this is an original idea, and not
really Fanfictions. I put it here because it doesn't fit
anywhere else.
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Re: Non-WH thing.
DIR By: cyratis
Date: July 6, 2016, 3:06 pm
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Glad you posted it here
after all, we are a community with explosive, hot, moist,
throbbing, and sticky creative potential.
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Re: Non-WH thing.
DIR By: Lucan Tyrius
Date: July 6, 2016, 3:09 pm
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That was among the top 20 best sexual innuendo jokes I have
herd.
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Re: Non-WH thing.
DIR By: Lucan Tyrius
Date: July 7, 2016, 3:15 pm
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Would anyone be interested in doing an RP based on this lore?
#Post#: 6966--------------------------------------------------
Re: Non-WH thing.
DIR By: Apothecary Meros
Date: July 7, 2016, 4:33 pm
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We could try.
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