Mojave the all mighty created Fathomear and those that inhabit it. This was the age of the first men. Before long though he began to see the errors in his ways. The people he created were vain, selfish, and greedy. On countless occasions he tried to intervene and redirect their path. His efforts however were fruitless, and he decided to send them a message they couldn’t ignore.
So he created the sword now known as Ozzuran. He granted it his voice in hopes that those near it would find clarity and with a flick of his wrist, sent the sword plummeting down to our planet. Little did he know what consequences this action would bring. When the sword pierced the realm it brought more than just his voice, but his anger and power as well. The shock of the blow sent out a wave of energy that scorched the planet and everything it touched. Seeing this happen and having no way of stopping it, Mojave began to weep. This tear was made of crystal and housed his very essence within it. When it collided with the planet, it only exacerbated the energy wave that was destroying it. Just before the scorch engulfed the world The man known as Treeord fused with the everlasting forest. This fusion somehow allowed him to be the only person to ever survive the calamity. When the scorch finally ended, the planet was left barren, and Mojave left powerless. He could do nothing but sit and reflect on the damage he had done. That is until Treeord began to roam and the god known as LIftwa emerged from the tear he had shed. When Liftwa emerged from the gods tear, she brought with her the Shadrid, a mindless wondering crystalline race that were seen as her protectors. Her gift of life saw her wandering through the realm until she had birthed the nine races and brought life to every corner of it. As these new races began to spring forth, Treeord set out on a mission to enlighten them with his knowledge and bring us into the age of growth. Throughout the years Liftwa would begin to doubt herself and the mission she was on. Mojave would watch as she soon began to lose faith in her creations the same way he did, so with his last ounce of power he gifted her a mirror known as Illafold in hopes that she could find some kind of peace. This mirror housed Mojave’s conscious and was used by Liftwa as therapy. She would spend her days talking with herself in the mirror about her feelings and compulsions. This gift came with a price. Unbeknownst to her, all her doubts, fears, convictions, beliefs, and judgements began to materialize, splitting her personality and creating the other gods we now know today. Her judgement, and thewant of justice for her children birthed Jurick. He would bring law and order to the realm. Her mischievousness would birth Malfish. A being hell bent on meddling with the peace brought forth from Jurick and strived on causing chaos. Her doubt and uncertainty birthed Karrin. She would be the embodiment of fear, and the destroyer of life. The arrival of these new gods changed Liftwa entirely. She abandoned the mirror she was given, and regained focus on the only part of her still remaining. The want to bring life to this world and give those living within it a fighting chance. Treeord made an attempt to speak reason with the new gods but made little progress. As the other gods began to be worshipped and make their mark on the realm, he found himself more and more secluded. The sword of Ozzuran now sits within the city known as Ubiquity acting as a beacon for the capital city of Fathomear. While the mirror known as Illafold lies dormant, hidden away in a location even Liftwa has forgotten. Jurick created The Arbitus, a floating island tethered to the realm that houses the high courts and established the foundation of law and order. Malfish spent his time planting the seeds of hate and greed within the mortals. Dividing mankind and causing conflicts wherever he went. Karrin saw the faults in both the gods and mortals. She crusaded across the realm bringing death and an end to this chaos. Knowing that their greatest strength lied within the devotion of the mortals, a war began to wage between them for acknowledgement. This started the age of Thelvin. Both the old and new gods began granting their most devoted followers with special gifts. A part of them they would never be able to reclaim. This would see the birth of 24 new gods who were destined to play a part in this realm. Three Thelvin emerged for every god there was. This weakened their grip on the realm. Not only did they begin losing faith among the mortals, but the Thelvin were half mortal as well. This provided a bridge between the two and left the balance unchecked. A great war raged upon their arrival that almost destroyed the realm. In a last ditch effort to save what it is they had created, the gods came to an agreement. They would no longer use their powers to directly influence mankind. Instead they would let their followers do so and grant them the freedom of choice. This has started the Age of Aundora. An age where man chooses his own destiny. This new found freedom has left the realm in an infant state. With the chains now broken, self-perseverance, morality, and judgement is left to the will of the people.
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