Post by The Rising Dragon on Jan 13, 2010 14:52:34 GMT -5
“Our world is not without purpose. It is wild and untamed! Kingdoms bicker and squabble, causing countless wars over land and borders and ideals. Many lands beyond them are untouched and untamed by society. This is the purpose of mankind—we will go out and tame this world that was created for us. We shall rise up and bring order and stability to Ymaggion!”
- Aurinar Stamarin, 5th Emperor of the Holy Empire of Stamaria
ORIGINS
- Aurinar Stamarin, 5th Emperor of the Holy Empire of Stamaria
ORIGINS
As the universe first awoke and opened its great Eye, there existed only a vast emptiness, a great void in which no life could take form. Chaos existed beyond its farthest reaches, scouring across the borders of the universe, raging unchecked. For eons upon eons, this chaos slowly wormed its way throughout the universe, shaping itself as it in turn shaped the endless abyss. As time immeasurable passed, the chaos grew structured, splitting off from itself as it stretched across the void. No longer was the realm a place of infinite nothingness. Massive constructs hung silently in space, surrounding gigantic orbs of flame that burned throughout the universe, filling the void with light. Fields of frozen liquid stretched on endlessly, forced along by an unseen force. Energy twisted and coalesced and expanded and contracted, endlessly. Finally, the universe had given birth to the first of what would be innumerable lives. From the chaos outside of existence came seven entities of power, timeless beings of raw elemental energy, gifted with sentience: the Primals.
Iyelus, who brings forth the earth and stone, creating the stage in which life dances upon. The grandest of architects, who inspires the shaping of new things through stone and metal as life progresses through time.
Sendrus, who breathes out the raging tempests and fill the worlds with air. The master of travel, who guides life throughout the worlds, pushing them forward to cross the breadth of all that exists.
Rokenus, from whom the waters flow out and fill the worlds, promoting growth and nurturing the world. The originator of mysteries and the unexplained, who keeps the deepest secrets of magic and power, teasing life into discovering its knowledge.
Korinus, who brings forth the life blood of creation, forging the worlds with endless fire. The master of change, who’s purifying flame burns away the world and gives way to new things that rise up from the ashes.
Maorus, who anchors the worlds with the freezing ice, locking them into their given place in the universe. The one who turns the world, guiding the progress of time upon its frozen axis as it moves in its unrelenting, ever moving pace.
Terus, who splits the heavens with terrible lightning, charging the air and unleashing thunder in its wake. The one who summons the storms that rage across the lands, invoking emotion as the weather is shifted and twisted and forced out across the worlds.
Feyrus, who breathes life into the worlds, filling empty lands with flora and fauna. The originator of all existences, bringing purpose and promoting growth as the lives created progress through time.
Sendrus, who breathes out the raging tempests and fill the worlds with air. The master of travel, who guides life throughout the worlds, pushing them forward to cross the breadth of all that exists.
Rokenus, from whom the waters flow out and fill the worlds, promoting growth and nurturing the world. The originator of mysteries and the unexplained, who keeps the deepest secrets of magic and power, teasing life into discovering its knowledge.
Korinus, who brings forth the life blood of creation, forging the worlds with endless fire. The master of change, who’s purifying flame burns away the world and gives way to new things that rise up from the ashes.
Maorus, who anchors the worlds with the freezing ice, locking them into their given place in the universe. The one who turns the world, guiding the progress of time upon its frozen axis as it moves in its unrelenting, ever moving pace.
Terus, who splits the heavens with terrible lightning, charging the air and unleashing thunder in its wake. The one who summons the storms that rage across the lands, invoking emotion as the weather is shifted and twisted and forced out across the worlds.
Feyrus, who breathes life into the worlds, filling empty lands with flora and fauna. The originator of all existences, bringing purpose and promoting growth as the lives created progress through time.
As the Primals extended their influence out across the universe, it took shape into a thing of beauty, a colossal work of art that could only grow more and more stunning as time progressed at its endless pace. Yet as the Primals used their gifts to mold the universe as they saw fit, they remained dissatisfied, believing that something was missing within the endless void.
As such, they came together and worked together to sculpt their masterpiece. Together, the seven Primals chose a blazing star as the site of their work, and Iyelus and Korinus joined stone and fire, crafting a sphere of stone and metal around molten fire within the very heart of a gigantic ice ring. Rock melted and flowed beneath it, like blood. Maorus took the ice and bombarded the surface, cooling the fires that raged across it. More and more ice rained down upon the creation’s farthest reaches, anchoring it into orbit around the star. Terus cast down the lightnings from storms that raged across the formed land, and the water brought about by Rokenus flooded down from the heavens, sculpting the finest of details into it as it was guided by gentle winds blown from Sendrus, forming an atmosphere. In the end, Feyrus spanned life throughout the entire sculpture, and the grasses and the forests sprang up around it, hiding away thousands upon thousands of plentiful creatures. To them came the blessings of thought and life and death; sentient mortality. They would not stagnate in time; they would go on and evolve, as did the endless universe that contained their home. They gazed upon the world they had created and saw that it was complete, that they had created their masterpiece.
The world of Ymaggion had been born.
