Post by Rebirth ADMIN on Aug 14, 2008 9:15:38 GMT -5
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Time crawled by for those who wanted more, and time was especially hard on one particular Druid. He had mastered immortality long ago, paying any price that came to gain it. His own powers were immense, but he wanted more still. He wanted to rule, and he wanted to rule then. A night as vile as could be, storms raging and the temperature mercilessly cold, the Druid had the worst Idea to fate the world. In a rush of excitement, he gathered supplies and hurried to prepare a spell. He wanted to summon a Demon, and not just any Demon, but a powerful one; One that would let him rule as he should. In his hurry though, he miscalculated, and as the Demon came forth, it attacked him, possessing his body and creating the first of the Vampires.
This discovery now in the open, the Vampire set about bringing more Demons into the world, turning them on those who held positions of power and overthrowing the systems of authority as we knew them. Demons ruled the lands, terrorizing humans and Druids alike. The only beings, aside from Vampires, that remained safe were the Lycanthropes and they only because they were a secluded race. The Vampires found them, but soon learned that the bite of one was fatal, even if it only just cut the skin.
In time, the Demons grew bored of their folly, and left the Druids and humans to regroup, instead exploring their new domain fully. This relief lasted for several hundred years, and magic became a thing of need. Anyone who could learn spells and those who could not were put to work gathering supplies. It seemed that everything for the two races revolved around one thing, the very thing they had wanted in the first place. Strangely, both the Druids and the world got what they had wanted. Power and shared Magic.
The silence had slowly began to break, leaving the humans and Druids in worry as time dragged by. Some say that they hear demonic voices at night, as they awaken from a fitful slumber. Attacks have been recorded, but no one wants to believe that the Demon’s are returning to wreak chaos upon the lands. Druids, Humans[/color], and even Vampires are targeted by their insatiable cruelty. Hope still is high, bur for how much longer? As more powerful entities appear on the mortal plane, will there be a chance of survival? Or will the Demon race obliterate the Green Worlds and transform it into a second Hell? [/size]
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Back when the world was said to be flat, and there were many Gods, the true Gods who could protect their children from the Demons
[/color], back when the people of the world had their eyes open to the dangers that lurked around every corner, life was peaceful. Not even the threat of the demonic Powers could lead them astray. Demons escaped from their prisons on occasion, as any prisoner will from a jail, but they were recaptured and sealed away. No one was fool enough to summon the more powerful Demons, knowing them to be tricky and untrustworthy. Few were power hungry, and those who were refused to work together, unwilling to share anything of theirs. They were a greedy few, surrounded by the many who were contributing to the world. Small rebellions came along, led by Druids for the most part, against those who wanted to share power with the world, to include all in the wonder of magic. It was a pipe dream though, and soon it went up in smoke as many such ideas do, and those who opposed it settled back into their havens to wait; plotting and planning in silence.Time crawled by for those who wanted more, and time was especially hard on one particular Druid. He had mastered immortality long ago, paying any price that came to gain it. His own powers were immense, but he wanted more still. He wanted to rule, and he wanted to rule then. A night as vile as could be, storms raging and the temperature mercilessly cold, the Druid had the worst Idea to fate the world. In a rush of excitement, he gathered supplies and hurried to prepare a spell. He wanted to summon a Demon, and not just any Demon, but a powerful one; One that would let him rule as he should. In his hurry though, he miscalculated, and as the Demon came forth, it attacked him, possessing his body and creating the first of the Vampires.
This discovery now in the open, the Vampire set about bringing more Demons into the world, turning them on those who held positions of power and overthrowing the systems of authority as we knew them. Demons ruled the lands, terrorizing humans and Druids alike. The only beings, aside from Vampires, that remained safe were the Lycanthropes and they only because they were a secluded race. The Vampires found them, but soon learned that the bite of one was fatal, even if it only just cut the skin.
In time, the Demons grew bored of their folly, and left the Druids and humans to regroup, instead exploring their new domain fully. This relief lasted for several hundred years, and magic became a thing of need. Anyone who could learn spells and those who could not were put to work gathering supplies. It seemed that everything for the two races revolved around one thing, the very thing they had wanted in the first place. Strangely, both the Druids and the world got what they had wanted. Power and shared Magic.
The silence had slowly began to break, leaving the humans and Druids in worry as time dragged by. Some say that they hear demonic voices at night, as they awaken from a fitful slumber. Attacks have been recorded, but no one wants to believe that the Demon’s are returning to wreak chaos upon the lands. Druids, Humans[/color], and even Vampires are targeted by their insatiable cruelty. Hope still is high, bur for how much longer? As more powerful entities appear on the mortal plane, will there be a chance of survival? Or will the Demon race obliterate the Green Worlds and transform it into a second Hell? [/size]
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