《Spectral Regalia》Prol 2 Creation II
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It had started in the year 1486 AC. The humans, fearing another attack not only from the demons, but from the other races had rallied their kingdoms together under the banner of Emperor Siegfried II, who had lost his father, Siegfried I, during the Chaos Era. Maddened with revenge for non-human creatures, he spread rumors that the other races were plotting to take control of humanity as slaves and steal the central continent. Of course, this did not go unnoticed.
Ishana was worried at how the minds of her creations had wandered off her path of knowledge and kindness. She tried in many ways to influence the open minded ministers and kings, but the Emperor had risen to a powerful position politically and had assassinated or threatened those that did not agree with his views. Ishana saw there was no way out, and could only watch in sadness as she knew, no matter what role she played, many would die. This man’s rage was too much to control without many dying.
In 1499 AC the Emperor began a campaign after having rewarded those who had children, as he wanted soldiers for his army. This campaign was first to head east and capture the eastern continent, before having no name, now known as A’tiel in beast language and translated to Brave in human.
The emperor’s goal was to subjugate the hated east continent. Before invading he had ransacked and killed many of the tribes in the central continent, either sending them running in fear or disappearing into hiding. Slavery, of course, profited well, as many nobles and merchants wanted the attractive beast tribe females as their playthings.
It had become so public that, without fear, the main slaver organization, known as Shade, put a bounty on the Beast Tribes main chief’s daughter for 100,000 gold coins to capture her alive. The following year was no longer branded as AC, but was now referred to as PC or, as the humans called it, the Purging Crusade.
1502 PC was when the humans managed a foothold on the Eastern continents shores, after many battles with the beast tribes that left countless humans or beast dead. Of course, past the sandy shores was a mountainous, plain-like area and the humans had little to no experience with such terrain. In fact, it had taken four years of shore battle for the Emperor to come up with an idea. He forced the mages in the human kingdom to use slaves they had captured and mind-controlled them to attack their own tribe.
Unfortunately, it had proven effective in three ways. Not only were the beastmen killing each other without human lives being lost, the tactic had proven effective mentally and allowed the humans to set up many forts along the mountain lines they were able to access using their new found distractions.
The war raged for 13 more years and by the time the emperor was 76 years of age, he had done his best to influence his son’s mind, and they were winning quite well. They had managed to capture roughly 89% of the Continent, the humans had done well in their prior-to-the-war fear campaign, allowing them to hoard as much as they could, the beast tribe was not faring well and were soon to crumble and become slaves, or even worse, extinct. These mortal events caused a ripple over the years in the realm of the deities.
Mallaku was furious and intended many times to split the central continent in half if Septim and the others had not reasoned him against it. He was gravely mad at Ishana for not controlling her pets, and she agreed that something must be done, but the laws of the gods were absolute.
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The beast tribe chieftain had secretly set out and sought allies in the celestials who were always watching and were, in fact, preparing to assist. This, in turn, convinced the sylphs also to assist, leaving the dwarves, who were uninterested, as well as the sea tribe and demons to not participate. In the year 1518, the Emperor died, leaving Prince Vers to be crowned the new emperor.
His coronation was soon coming, and the other races took it as a chance to attack the main kingdom while everyone was mourning the death of an emperor and the coronation of a new one. Prince Vers was 18 and had, more or less, been alive during the main segments of the war.
He would, in fact, be remembered as a prince of misfortune. He never became Emperor, like the celestials – even more prepared since the demon war – as well as the now experienced and powerful sylphs, had invaded the central continent.
Humanity was weakened greatly due to its main forces being on the Eastern Continent. The prince had to be shoved aside, and nobles took it as a chance to grab power. They formed a council of ten; a king from each kingdom that had overruled the prince and set him aside.
As the years went by, humanity began to retreat, causing celebration for the Beast tribe, but it was not over yet. Their numbers dwindled, but they thirsted for revenge. They set out to join the others in a three-way assault, and it had proven, in turn, to be greatly effective. Humanity’s greatest fear had come to fruition, but not because they waited – because they had brought it upon themselves.
They hid behind their walls as the forces of three races surrounded them using magic and siege weaponry. The celestials could have ended it quite quickly, but they had decided to make humanity suffer. Unbeknownst to them, all four races – especially humanity – would suffer terribly under the anger of a sleeping tyrant.
The year was 1529 PC, and the races were close to seeing humanity surrender. Many had already died, and the smell of death had plagued the continent. The pure celestials had been saddened, but saw it as necessary, and the Sylph race sympathized with them, not wanting violence. The beast tribe, on the other hand, loved every moment of their revenge, having taken human soldiers as prisoners and executing them or leading them to even worse fates.
Under the kingdom, humanity had built its main city of Fira Upon. It was fortified before the war after Siegfried II saw it as necessary to hide a dark secret passage for the royal family. Under the main castle was Cerulium Ore, who held powerful magical properties before the AC. The main royal family had used it to gain power after they discovered it.
From peasants, to merchants, to Royalty. But what they discovered further was enough to shake humanity’s spirit. The source of Cerulium was the crystallized aura of the dragon, Tiamat, who had been slumbering since he had been free. Humanity had built its foundation on Tiamat’s spirit, so to speak, and the war raging above was slowly but surely ruining his slumber.
During the year 1530 MM, Memento Mori, was the year Tiamat woke up in a rage at the mortals ruining his slumber. The first to feel was Fafnir, who ordered the dwarfs to seal off the cave. The second were the celestials, who ordered a full retreat, but it was not until a few minutes that they detected the dragons presence from a Terror Burst, a powerful, beam-like weapon channeled by dragons alone, as they are the only creatures (other than the deities) on Seleria able to channel it with their large quantity of mana.
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It had been said that the weapon of fear split Fira in half, killing the council, as well as the prince inside the main castle. Tiamat was said to have burst out from the ground, causing tremors that shook the depths of mortals to the core, and proceeded to destroy every living thing he had set his eyes upon. Memento Mori, the celestials called it, "Remember that you have to die." All things come to an end.
It was said that Tiamat then proceeded to use the remnants of these dead lands to cover himself as he slumbered again. To him, it was as if getting up to kill an annoying pest before heading back to bed. Humanity had suffered greatly. They had lost their pillar of support.
The sylphs had lost thousands, and the beast tribe had retreated. The celestials knew the suffering this had caused and the innocent lives that had perished in the city. In fact, it was the reason they had not entered yet, as they did not want to kill those who were not involved.
In 1565 MM, humanity had barely begun piecing itself back together, and a silent truce was formed. The celestials picked a leader for humanity, named Leo Zircus, or Leo the Divine. His title originated from an ability to communicate telepathically with celestials. He had been a defector during the War, as he knew humanity had done poorly. He was tasked with leading his people to restoration and making sure this would never happen again.
Before the restoration, during Tiamat’s awakening, the gods were quite shocked at Septim’s creation being born while Seleria was forming and adapting had made them all powerful. As a result, they all demanded they be controlled. Septim agreed. In the year 1570, Septim created eight sigils of protection for each race.
Archangel Abaddon, who was not present during the war because he had been ordering his celestials from afar, was summoned to the deities’ realm. To his surprise, he had fallen to his knees in worship, begging for guidance as the gods were silent in speaking to the celestials since they had been placed on Seleria.
Septim obliged Abbadon’s request, gave him the eight sigils and tasked him to hand each race’s leader their respective sigil of protection. He explained that it was magically altered to take the form of any object within a 2x2 expansion rate that its wielder desired. Only creatures of that race may use it. Abbadon, having taken this all in, was sent back and explained everything to his fellow Celestials.
Having to test the celestial sigil, he formed it into a sword known as Twilight; a sword capable of combating a dragon. Split in half, the sides of the sword represented light and darkness, alternatively. Then again, all of the sigils were capable of being light or dark in the right hands.
Humanity’s sigil was given first, as Abbadon found Leo to be quite fond of the celestials. Leo welcomed it after the catastrophe of Fira and formed the Duel Set Aegis, a shield with the face of a divine being and adorned well with jewels, and Caliburn, a sword of white metal that had a heavy blue glow. Together, they made a fearful combo. Leo used this as a sign of true leadership, rallying his people under its strength and rebuilding humanity.
The beast tribe was next, as they had suffered the greatest after the humans. Chieftain Giron of the Feline Tribe, a muscular man bearing many scars from the war, used his sigil to form Ursa, a double sided Great Axe. One side was blood red, the other prismatic white.
The sylph tribe was still mourning their dead, as they lived longer than any other race after the celestials and demons. Their sigil was given to their Fairy Priestess and Elven War Maiden. The two decided to create something special, unlike Leo who used his sigil to form two powerful objects that he wielded together to bring out their full power.
The Fairy priestess, Myra, created Moon Wing, a staff that had no combat power whatsoever, which was dedicated to healing, cleansing, and protection. The Elven Maiden, Syrana, created Eclipse, a large Warbow that did not use normal arrows. Instead, it generated magical arrows using its own power, the power of its wielder, as ammunition.
The Sea tribe sigil was given to King Tryil. He formed the mightiest lance, Gungnir, a spear of thunder that was most effective underwater, but would not harm anyone he deemed as not an enemy. It was a truly potent weapon.
After the sea tribe had received their weapon, Abbadon had then proceeded to give the avians their sigil, but their leader, Matriarch Skraw, decided it best not to form a weapon, as they wanted to be less inclined to violence. So it was said and done.
Abbadon went to the demon race immediately after setting off from the avians. Seeing that they had thrived well after their restoration, he gave the sigil to the Demon Queen, Driada, but not before warning her carefully that the other races each wielded weapons equal to the one she was about to create and for her to not get any ideas.
Abbadon had set out leaving Driada to form the most fearful magical grimoire, known as Void because of its ability to generate an assortment of a thousand catastrophic spells and rituals. The downside of the book was the spells required Mana. The demon queen had not acquired it yet, however.
Abbadon had known of the dwarf existence for quite a while, and wondered why they did not receive a sigil. He then thought that Fafnir, being their eternal protector, possibly acted as one of the dwarfs. After all, dwarfs were the most careful of all the races and chose to keep to themselves.
In the year 1965 MM, there was a lack of advancements in the field of technology, considering this universe had a lack of the physical laws. Instead, they were bound together only by the true god’s strength. When it came to the field of magic, however, much had changed. In response to Septim’s sigils, the other gods were annoyed that he had given out benefits to their races without it being imbued by them. So, he allowed them to send one angel to take a fragment of their power to add to a sigil that would absorb it. This would lead to quite a stir...
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