In the universe, there are many forces. The two balancing forces that did a dance between the cosmos are the Holy Light and the Sacred Darkness. Over the billions of years, galaxies formed, worlds were created and eventually sentient beings formed. However, perhaps one of the greatest creations from the union was the birth of magic. Magic became a fundamental force on its own and worked to help advance life. To guide the universe through these times, the forces created avatars. The avatar of the Holy Light was Daema while the avatar of the Sacred Darkness was Sevuch. The two spread across the universe and helped life cultivate through the power of magic.
Life grew and eventually much of the cosmos lived in peace and harmony. However, not all was well. Unlike those of the ethereal plane, the mortals were susceptible to corruption. Order and Chaos did not always play well and the two would take on different forms and appearances to try and dominate the other. It wasn’t long before Daema and Sevuch stepped in. However, not even they remained untouched.
It was stated that despite their victory, nothing was ever the same for Daema and Sevuch. It was believed that Sevuch starting to become corrupt. That the Sacred Darkness was becoming corrupted. Over time, much of the universe became shrouded in the darkness that was losing its kindness. Eventually, the war between was inevitable. Worlds united under their different gods and fought. Worlds shattered, galaxies were destroyed and the amount of life lost was beyond measurement.
Eventually, the final attack led by them atomized everything. The strike caused by them was known by many names, but its current name was the Big Bang. The universe was reset and much of what previously existed was lost. Daema and Sevuch were too tired. Most of the magic spent was used to recreate the universe and were the only beings left.
It was then that Daema decided to leave the future to the hands of the mortals. She used Sevuch’s magic against him and by combining the light and the dark, she took the primordial elements and transformed them into superweapons. They were wielded by chosen warriors, people who survived because of their moral strength. Using it, they assisted in sealing Sevuch into a small body orbiting an infant planet, forever to slumber.
However, much of Sevuch’s darkness remained and so Daema spread her light and she sealed herself with the weapons inside the world to slumber while her spirit fused with the nearby star. This world was Earth, 4.6 billion years ago, the body was the Moon and the star was the Sun. The survivors settled on the planet and manage to survive despite its young state. However, it was revealed that Sevuch’s forces were not finished.
They came back and fought against many of the life forms there. These ancient civilizations were in ruin, but the people would not die. Eventually, the dark forces resorted to banishing many of the races. However, their children survived and bred with the one race immune to the banishment, humanity. Much of the structures were destroyed, but the temples survived and vanished, hiding away the secrets.
The survivors became god-like in the eyes of primitive man and taught skills and to make civilization, resulting in the 2nd age of civilization on Earth. Some of the more influenced civilizations were those of Ancient Egypt and Mesoamerican. These survivors spread their knowledge, but soon they died out and the secrets of the truth were hidden. The last survivor, the one known as the Prophet, was born of mysterious circumstances and attempted to spread the secrets, but the knowledge was distorted and after his death, it was the end of an age.
Despite the attempts to make the great secrets lost, they still survived and one was on the Catalyst. The awakening of the ancient weapons. Using humanity’s current calendar, in the transitioning to the Winter of two thousand and twelve revolutions after the death of the Prophet, the spirit of Daema will awaken the weapons. Much of humanity, those who carry the blood of the ancients will vanish, kept in a limbo until their ancestry is revealed, leaving few survivors. However, those who inherited the will of the warriors from long ago will be called upon. They will roam the world and free Daema, so she can finally finish her duty.
You are one of these six heroes.
You are one of the few who can still wield magic and be called the Magi. When the Trials to decide the fate of the world and the cosmos begin, you will find yourself alone with your fellow heroes. But fear not. Spirits long dormant will awaken and guide you through your quest.
However, young heroes, be wary. History is written by the winners and not all is clear as you commence your journeys.
This is a brave new world.
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All right everyone! Let's begin this RP!
Chris Pinasco (dragonmaster715); Wielder of the Garnet Fire Sword
Halt Gao (Yubel Impact/Delta Hunter); Wielder of the Amber Earth Hammer
Bethany 'Beth' McNuggie (IOTA); Wielder of the Topaz Thunder Lance
Eli Henderson (Descartes); Wielder of the Emerald Wood Axe
Diego Vendrix (DVB); Wielder of the Sapphire Water Staff
Arial Farrison (Ninaiso), Wielder of the Amethyst Air Bow
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((Okay. We start our posts by stating where our characters are and what they are doing as it approaches midnight and discussing the whole 'end of the world' thing. We're going for eastern standard time for right now. Next post, countdown begins and so does the end times...))
Diego Vendrix
Wielder of the Sapphire Water Staff
Christmas Party- Atlanta, GA
December 21, 2012 11:57 PM
Diego Vendrix awoke from his slumber. He seemed to have taken a nap. The Christmas party was in full swing. He shook his head as he got up from the sofa and was careful not to disturb any of the people ended up falling asleep, either from actually being tired or passed out from drinking too much eggnog, cider or coffee drinks mixed with cream liqueur.
He looked at the grandfather clock near him. It was about three minutes until midnight. Diego looked at the clock and realized what day it was. It was the Winter Solstice. He looked outside. The sky was unusually beautiful. It was supposed to be on this day that the 13th boktun would end. The supposed end of the world. While Diego was a spiritual person, he didn't believe anything large would happen. That didn't mean he didn't want something to happen. Diego felt he was in a rut and he felt that a change would be nice.
A change is what many would get.
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