Lore

[Y1 is commonly considered the beginning of time]

In the Void, nothing was present, except for one being, The Creator. The Creator created the First World with a singular ocean covering the entire First World, this ocean was where the first life form emerged from the depths of the sea. Created from the dark and clay, the first creature was the Karm, a being that absorbed all light that touched it. The Creator eventually created a continent to protect and create his future beings, on this continent, the second beings emerged, created by The Creator himself out of the mud, the Aefini were born. The Aefinis were the very early ancestors of all the other races of all the other races after the First World.

-Speech by Megalyteros, the Great Elder (Megalyteros means elder in Greek)

### The Aefini People

(Y19)

The Aefini people started demanding to The Creator to give them something to live off of, they only had themselves to eat and the ocean to drink with no light to see anything. The Creator after hearing this created the grass and the trees, the stars were born to give light to the Aefini People. These people lived off of the land from agriculture, but they still demanded more variety of food, The Creator told them to catch the Karm at the sea for meat, they did as they were told, and they were happy with their food. Everything for the Aefini People and The Creator was smooth sailing, until one of them discovered how to use Force Magic.

-Speech by Megalyteros, the Great Elder

### The Curse of Discovery

(Y20-24)

The young wizard who first discovered Force Magic, or I suppose magic in general was named Xevrity, discovering magic deep inside of a mountain whilst exploring with his other friends, Xevrity found a Runite, the Force Magic gem, we still use it to this day, although they are quite difficult to find, back in those times, they were much more common, after he came into contact with it, he felt he was an all-powerful being stronger than anyone else in his tribe, he couldn't control himself which long story short, he was on a rampage killing anyone who had wronged him before, throwing them off cliffs and scraping them against mountain sides. Blood spurted from their bodies, covering everything they were killed with, Xevrity loved this, seeing his violence leaving a mark on the world.

-Norfa, Force Magic Master

### Re-emergence Of Magic

(Y37-38)

Several years later after obtaining magic, Xevrity saw his power caught the attention of others in his tribe, he fled towards solitude inside the very mountain he encountered magic. He waited inside the mountain, waiting for anyone to come to him, so he could kill them for food and any of their supplies. He waited, starving in the mountain, waiting for anyone to arrive, but nobody decided to come in, starving and dehydrated, he weakly used the rest of his magic energy to slowly fly out of the cave and he found a group of travellers about to explore his residence, they found him in a severely weakened state, the travellers took pity on him and took him down the mountain. Xevrity recovered in a nearby hospital and when Xevirty asked where he was, they simply didn't give an answer, all they said was that in this world, everywhere is nowhere, he didn't understand what they meant. Xevrity was nursed back to health and regained his lost strength, Xevrity thanked those who helped him get nursed back to health by secretly burning down their village without their knowledge. The village was burnt and Xevrity went on a conquest of the First World leaving nothing but ash and rubble in his wake, not a single clan in the First World could stop his wrath. Xevrity's destruction eventually caught The Creator's attention after his wrath killed almost two thirds of the population of the First World. The Creator, seeing this rescued as many Aefinis as he could, before Xevrity got to them before him, with a heavy heart, he destroyed the First World, leaving everyone on it to the mercy of the Void, including Xevrity, leaving all of them to rot in the endless black sea.

-Speech by Megalyteros, the Great Elder

## The Second World

(Y44-81)

Not much was known about the Second World, I was never told about it, The Creator never told anything to me about the Second World, when I mentioned it to him, he never responded, he just said that it wasn't something I should think or worry about. The only thing he mentioned was that a second Xevrity with Discharge Magic came along back to the Second World and forced his hand to rescue as many people as he could again destroy another world.

- Speech by Megalyteros, the Great Elder

## Third World

### New Beginnings

(Y81-486)

After the Second World's collapse, The Creator made a Third World, a newer one, a bigger and better place to prosper, the Aefinis were greeted with animals and plants that were unheard of back in the Second World. These Aefinis didn't know what to do with the abundance of animals, confused and curious about what these animals were, some of the Aefinis decided that they might see what happens if they decided to try and have children with the animals, miraculously it produces offspring that don't have life threatening deformities, creating almost every race in the Third World you see.

A certain group disgusted at the others ran away from the animals and sealed themselves in deep caves, never emerging until they figured the time was right. These people would soon become the enormous Halofaxes, secluded from the rest of the world. The others who decided to have their children with the animals created hybrids, which survived their entire lives without any issues, this eventually became the norm making the Aefinis go extinct, the closest relatives were the Halofaxes, but they were vastly different. Hundreds of years in the future, these hybrids would soon create the world you know, making all the towns and villages with advanced technology nobody has seen before. One group of children found that their elders told them of tales of The Creator and how he created the world, but he hasn't been seen since, the children embarked on a journey across the seas, to find their maker and at least say hello.

- Speech by Megalyteros, the Great Elder

### New Branches in a Family Tree

The animals brought to the Third World brought new people, the Pisicas, a race of cat-like people with feline characteristics, Caines, a race of dogs with the ability to walk upright whilst still having the speed of a canine. Gandacs, a race of beetle people with an exoskeleton

### The Search for Omnipotent Beings

(Y487-488)

The group of children went across the oceans, on boats and across land, they asked everyone they found on various islands and eventually found The Creator on a small grass island in the middle of the sea, translucent, and lying on the grass, weakly breathing and attempting to move. The Creator said to the children to remember this location and to learn magic to help him recover from creating the Third World several hundred years ago and how it exhausted him of almost all his mana to the point where he could barely stand.

The part of the group went back to their elders, and they begged to know the recipe to magic power, they reluctantly agreed to teach the young people only use it when there is no other option. These children learned magic for several decades, mastering their craft and becoming some of the most powerful magicians of the Third World. These 8 bought a boat and sailed out to the ocean to find The Creator once again.

- Speech by Megalyteros, the Great Elder

### The Past Doesn’t Always Repeat Itself

(Y489-532)

When the 8 children arrived at the resting spot of The Creator, he was still there, lying down and still in the same state he was before, weakly breathing and hadn’t made a recovery, each of the children bestowed him with all their power and The Creator took it all in, starting to float and regain color. He thanked them for their efforts and gave them back some of the energy they gave him, all of them regaining their energy and able to use magic again. The Creator made them gifts of immense power, a blade that increased its power the more blood is put on the blade, a shield that blocked anything and everything, a spear that could lengthen to hit targets across islands, a bow that would hit targets with immense force whilst needing the draw weight of a small stone, an amulet that gave the user the ability to defeat any monster they came across in one attack, a flintlock that fired with so much power it shot a hole through anything, an axe that could cut through armour with ease but as light as a feather, and a tome that could summon anything the user wanted. These gifts were bestowed upon the children, but they were told one thing, these items were extremely powerful, that they should only be used against the very strong, not against those who are weak. The 8 children complied and went on their way back home to meet with their elders who were very happy to see them again.

- Speech by Megalyteros, the Great Elder

### Uncovering Old Relatives

(Y1869-1870)

The other civilisations that came in this world built massive towns and villages that spanned across islands, but they needed more space to build, they looked in lots of places, but the lands they wanted to expand to were either too small, too dangerous, or too far away to transport resources. This didn’t stop one damned port town that demanded its sailors to go out to sea and to find more land, no matter the cost. One group of sailors and their boat was sailing out into sea, looking for new and to colonize, far away from their home port, they got caught in a heavy storm, it drowned many of the crew and it tore off 1 of the 3 masts of the ship, the crew ran into the bowels of the ship and huddled together in one room. After the storm cleared up, they found something they weren’t expecting on an exploration mission, others like them, these people were us.

We were primitive at the time, using technology they thought came from those who lived thousands of years before them. We were quite large, we call ourselves the Halofaxes, we were though previously thought lost to the cloudy depths of time. These sailors give pity on us and gave some of the technology they had, curved swords, the crossbow, and the battle axe. We could barely hold the swords with our whole hand and the crossbow trigger was far too small for our large fingers. The battle axe was the only thing large enough for us to hold but it looked more like if one of them was holding an axe made for cutting twigs, they were amazed, they couldn't believe that items they thought were huge were like toys in comparison to us.

We eventually handed their gifts back to them and the sailors went back to their home ports and the sailors retold the story of the giants, those being us with primitive technology. This story eventually managed to get passed down to the leader of the port and demanded to the sailors where the island was and how they found it. The sailors did not know what to say, they got caught in a storm, they could not see any of the surroundings and they got home by trial and error. The leader sent out a fleet of larger ships to capture some of us and put us all to work in the mines and warfare. I only knew this information from overhearing the guards talking about the history of why this happened, one asked another how they managed to find us. I dislike the smaller people, snivelling little creatures, always trying to be on top, thinking they’re better than us with their gunpowder and bayonets, we try to make peace, but they still kill us with ferocity, tiny ants, attempting to face the wrath of giants.

-Velikan, The Stolen Survivor (Velikan means Giant in Slovenian)

### The Repair of Broken Gems

(Y1869-1870)

Our economy, it was a broken mess filled with counterfeiting, stealing, and no one was manufacturing goods or even buying them. We were required to take desperate measures, our city was in pretty bad shape, we needed a good everyone wanted, and something that couldn’t be taken without payment. We got orders from our leader to set sail to some island in the middle of the ocean extremely far away, something about giants thought lost to history. I was clueless back then, not knowing what this would mean for us once we set sail. I and several of my crewmates went out into the sea in a large fleet of exactly 243 ships, going to God knows where, a lot of us exhausted our food and water supplies just getting to the island, once we saw an island in the distance months into our voyage, one of our captains yelled “THERE IT IS! THE FABLED ISLE OF GIANTS!” Every single one of the boats in our fleet turned their way towards the island, the wind pushing us closer towards that island.

I remember it all in clear detail, through the dense fog we found ‘them’ as they were called before we could find a name for the giants, prepared with their enormous blades and clubs. We were quite unprepared for the taking of their children, even with these giants as children, they were very powerful compared to us, even with our muskets, we could only capture very few of them, we captured 92 of the giant children. But when we managed to grab those children onto our cuff ships, a storm appeared with no warning, waves came crashing down upon our ships, sinking many of our men below the waves, leaving them to the mercy of the depths of the sea.

I still fear that day, of my friends, my comrades dying at sea in one catastrophic event. Of the 243 ships that went, only 95 survived, 47 being the cuff ships with the survived giant children, but that’s still a huge loss. Our fleet was mainly those cuff ships, consisting of maybe three quarters of our fleet? We failed quite a lot on that mission, so many of our ships sank and it was quite a waste of money, soldiers, and boats. Our economy was already failing, so why did the leader decide that wasting money, military personnel, and several hundred boats was a good idea? Seriously, we were already bad off to start with, and the leader just goes like there’s nothing to worry about wasting many resources to get some giant people?

-Apelpsia (Apelpsia means desperation in Greek)

### The Stolen Giants

(Y1869-1870)

The ships turned up at our shores, all very large and a large fleet of them came. A mass of masts filled the horizon as far as we could see, no child was safe. The tiny creatures came in with large cuffs that were made for our feet. Our elders and everyone else fought the ships with their clubs and blades, but they were too many, their muskets, and flintlocks far better than our weapons, we could still take quite a lot of the pellets, but it was too much for some of us to manage. From a distance, our elders counted at least 200 of the ships, each of those ships carrying a large cuff for our ankles with a chain attached to the cuff.

When they attempted to take our children and sail off with them, a storm was brewing. Many of the ships sank but it took some of us with them, they were never seen again, we still believe that somewhere down in the depths of our shores that they’re still there, waiting to be reunited with their families. Still despite the storm and the sinking of ships, some were still taken away and a large portion of our population was either stolen or drowned at the bottom of the sea. A sizeable portion of our kind was taken and never came back to our lands, I was one of those ones that got taken.

They exploited us to work in their mines, from sunrise to sunset. The only breaks we had during that time were for our breakfast of what was just 1 wheat soup containing nothing but plants, and a bland lunch consisting of 2 loafs of bread and 1 st- ste- steak? I think that’s what the tiny creatures call it. I once overheard that some of the lucky ones got to work in mines that had stronger pickaxes, better conditions, and much better food, shame I didn’t get to go to those mines. Food was a lot better for them too, for breakfast they got things like fish, deer, and a choice of beef or oyster soup. Their lunches were like things of luxury compared to what we got, they received various bull organs, mushrooms, and pork meat. They actually got dinner compared to us, lucky they got auctioned off to a more expensive mine compared to us.

We did revolt on several occasions, but they were shut down within hours. I only managed to escape during the cover of midnight, when the guards were changing their shifts, during that change, I escaped before any of them saw where I was going. I took one of their trading boats from their port right from under their noses, I only realised halfway through my trip someone was on the boat already, sleeping underneath the decks, I figured he wouldn’t wake up for a long, long while and throwing him into the ocean would garner suspicion. Underneath those musty floorboards were animals, cows, sheep, and pigs, a bountiful find for an outlaw like me. Well, I wasn’t exactly the outlaw in that situation, it was those tiny creatures always trying to be better who were the outlaws, kidnapping my people. I sailed back home and gave the whole clan my finds, it was enough to boost our morale enough to attempt to find our lost comrades. The little man woke up when I had already docked the boat, everyone heard his cries when he realized he wasn’t at his port anymore, we picked him up by the leg and questioned him as to why they stole our children. He only told us that they had a terrible economy, and no one was manufacturing or buying goods. That they had to get some sacrifices from other groups to make sure their city didn’t collapse. The eldest of our group ordered the stowaway to have information extracted out of him before we killed him, didn’t want to leave any evidence behind.

-Velikan, The Stolen Survivor

### Emergence of Potential

(YDebated-Present Day)

As magic became more learnt and common, schools in almost every town teach how to cast powerful spells and how to use these spells most effectively, and never to use them for terrible misdeeds. As Force Magic becomes more common than ever, old spirits start to reform back into their original shape. Xevrity’s lost being before shattered to unrecognizability, now almost able to take control of new bodies, giving them new power thought not possible at young ages. The spirit of Xevrity helped future young wizards shape their minds to handle immense magics without much training, this led to some especially young children, babies even to cast magic, often times not working very effectively in most cases where a miscast is performed. Training is still required to properly use your magic; you must prioritize not miscasting to prevent harming yourself in a battle.

Although, Xevrity’s being is still able to interact with those who don’t have a magic, it didn’t give them a magic, they were only made physically stronger by the spirit. Their muscles grew larger and stronger after being affected by Xevrity, these people who were born without magic didn’t have the need to use it after getting Xevrity’s spirit interacting with theirs, only focussing on their strength and resistance against those who did use magic. These people trained their arts for raw strength and power to the point where one person wrote a book aimed to help those who have grown strong at young ages how to train their strength to the fullest, this book was called ‘Secrets to raw strength’. Those who knew how to cast magic couldn’t use the book that well due to the book’s secrets only usable to those unable to cast magic, no matter the form. The only ones that could use magic and were capable of using the book’s power were those who trained in the art of Force Magic. It never casts anything, only modifies the objects around them, lifting up rock fragments as blades, flying above the clouds, and crushing their foes with boulders. These people used the book’s true potential and mastered their strength and power unlike other magicians. This negated their loss of physical strength from having magic inside of them.