History of Daxia

## In the beginnig...

In the beginning, there was nothing but a crumbling old tower and the eternal night skies, strew with silver stars. Then Novelist, The Creator, opened the Crimson Tome, and uttered the first words.

Fire. Earth. Air. Water. And Undying did as they were told. They rose high misty mountains up and carved deep oceans out. They filled the world with wonders both big and small. They taught it how to howl with loud freezing winds, how to rage with its volcanos and stormy seas and mourn with an endless downpour of rain. And so Daxia was alive again, overrun by the raw energy of the Elements.

Then, The Novelist uttered another word of creation. Life. And from these turbulent forces were created beings that we today call the Elder Races. Giants and Titans, Dragons and Drakes and Leviathans, Elementals and Genies and many more.

With the unwaning strength of the Elements on their side, Elder Races would form mighty empires and continent-stretching civilizations in ages to come. They would wage wars and make peace, forsake the Gods that brought them defeat and uphold the new ones that led them into prosperity. Undying slowly faded from memories of the living and were ultimately forgotten. And that is how Elemental Wars started.

The Elder Empires stood strong for many millennia, and they were not looking to succumb to the Six that easy. Thus, The Primordial Pact between all four Empires was forged, with X as prime leader. Most of the Elder Races rallied under Pact’s banners, but there were some who sought their fortune at the other side. Those who joined Undying were known as *Aether Alliance*.

Although the host gathered at Primordia was immense and the victory was near, the power of the Undying could not be undone. Aware that the complete defeat of The Elder Empires could unmake strong bonds that connected Elements and the planet, which would lead to the destruction of Novelist’s creation. Instead of obliterating the Four Emperors at the ruins of Primordia, Undying took them prisoners. For place of their prison they choose the very depths of Shimmering Sea, a place devoid of life and energy. Confining and shackling of the Emperors took centuries, as even strength of the Undying was diminished in such a lifeless domain.

## Creation of pure races

With her most loyal companions gone, The Novelist yearned for her home, more than ever now in almost desolate Daxia. Alone, she whispered the only word that would be truly hers, and her alone. Pure. From her short and hazy memories of Arfendas and Aethas the Pure Races were born. Dwarves and Elves, Humans and Halflings and Gnomes. Species too tender and fragile to survive in Daxia that was dominated by Four Empires. These were the only creations that Undying were not part of, and for the rest of their time on Daxia they would view The Novelist as their sole procreator and guardian, maintaining rather fearful relationship with the Six, even before their names fell into the oblivion.

## Never Ending Peace

What they lacked in raw strength and power; pure races made it up with courage and bravery, and above all else, an ability to adapt. Soon, every corner of Daxia was swarmed by the Pures, who sought to claim every patch of the land as theirs in the name of the Novelist. This time period in the history of Daxia will be known as Never ending Peace. Even though conflicts still occurred, with most of Elder Races defeated or chained under the Shimmering Sea, they were not nearly as destructive nor volatile as ones during the days of Four Empires. However, planet’s aura of life was never stronger. A signal pulsating through the Cosmoverse of a world ready for ripening... And they wouldn’t miss an opportunity like that. They’ve arrived.

## Eldrich Wars and Great Purge

Dark times came to Daxia, times where both Elder and Pure races were hunted and enslaved. Some of them even joined these aberrations willingly. No amount of her world-weaving talent could Novelist use to save her creation from these eldritch abominations. Looking to turn Daxia into one of their newest feeder worlds, worlds very much needed in order for preservation of their own kin. They would likely succeed in that task, and only leave Daxia once it's no more than a lifeless hollow world, if it wasn’t for the Six.

True reasons of Six’s loyalty to the Creator remain unknown, for these powerful entities were not bound by the power of the Crimson Tome. They didn’t covet worship nor power, because their own had no match.

But these were aggressors strange of both mind and flesh, ruthless and more cunning than any threat Undying had faced before. While the Great Purge lasted only a few years, price of a victory was almost too high. Endless hosts of demons wouldn’t be beaten without Deceiver’s own, one that followed him from a world to world. Despite Novelist’s pleas and protests, almost whole races were eradicated. Every single being corrupted by the Illithid minds or sweet promises of the Abyss, along with many falsely accused or straight up innocent, felt the wrath of the Six. After many centuries spent in the dark and chaos, albeit ruined, Daxia was pure again.

## The Three Gifts

What remained of Elder and Pure races felt distrustful towards Novelist’s lieutenants, who were as alien and ruthless to them as Eldritch horrors that enslaved them. Leaders of the mortal world met with the Six at Ruins of Eternal City, near today’s Kehanu capital. There, Undying bestowed them with three gifts, Gift of Magic and Gift of Craft and the third, whose purpose remained secret. That was the last time Undying could be seen in their true form, for they would visit Daxia no more. Thus, Age of Commencement was over, and Age of Metempsychosis began.