History of Flopcraft

This article displays the **entire** **history** of the Flopcraft world from before creation to present day. This is the canon timeline of events.

## Primordial Times

Before known time, written history, and even the ancient flopcraftians, were the original forces, the two original warring forces on the world. Not shadow or light, or order or chaos, instead, the **Sculk**, and the **Rot Jungle**. These two ancient forces were the original ecosystems and environments of flopcraft. These two forces fought for centuries, millennia, generations, the Sculk fed off of the souls of the dead, and the Rot Jungle fed off of the rotting bodies, these two forces broke down the dead in a balance of perfection, and life thrived.

This almost perfect ecosystem led to sapience in the form of the Naga and the Mi-go. These two unique species created grand empires for eons, and are responsible for some of the most iconic ancient ruins today. Together, they thrived, and the world as a non-Euclidean paradise.

That is, until the **Behindmen** arrived. The Behindmen were an extremist insectoid race of alien origins. They sought to make all life in the universe like their own, and so when they saw flopcraft, they saw a festering boil which needed to be cleansed. When they arrived, they were surprised to see that the Sculk attacked in unison, and intelligently. However, the weapons of the advanced creatures proved to send the Sculk to their oblivion, and the Behindmen cast them into the underground biomes of the ancient world. The Rot Jungle however, put up far more of an effective fight, to the point at which the Behindmen had to cast them into the core of the planet and seal it with bedrock to keep it from ever retaking the world. In this great war, all known life not banished deep down, was extirpated.

With the world now a wasteland, they terraformed it, introducing their grasses, their caracals, their capybaras, every lifeform that is known is not of this world and is instead of the Behindmen. When they saw that life had uprooted, life in their vision, they left the world.

## Ancient Times

Over the years, exposure of caracals to magic caused enhanced evolution, turning them into humanoid sapient creatures known today as the **Ancient Flopcraftians**. They built their sprawling monolithic cities in savannahs and swamps, bending the very ground to their will with their extreme skills in shamanism and geomancy. Their civilization thrived in their massive aztec cities, and all prospered as they constructed nether fortresses, made amends with the Rot Jungle ceasing it's hostility towards them, and more.

The creatures of the Void, malignant masses of flesh, known as the **Outer Gods**. Who saw the world of Flopcraft as easy pickings, and so, four of them, G'that, J'kir, Ya'h'en, and O'shathooj hurled themselves into the atmosphere and crash landed with their Jaen'qir minions, ready to bend this world to their knees. The ancient flopcratians would not go down without a fight however, and so they attacked first. Without mercy, the ancient flopcraftians overpowered the army of G'that and managed to kill it with their mighty excalibur swords before it rooted too deep into the world. This fate however, did not befall the others, who quickly united and sent wave after wave of nightmare horror to the temple cities of the ancient ones. Their cities laid in ruin, with the exception of their mighty capital, the magically enchanted wall of which repelled attacks. The ancient flopcraftians tinkered away in their labs, creating nightmare horror after another until eventually they created a narcotic with the help of the Rot Jungle which could put the gods in permanent suspended animation.

J'kir was the first to fall, his armies weakened by civil war, then Ya'h'en fell, his armies dazed by the ancient flopcraftian's illusion magic. However, O'shathooj would not fall so easily, he instead tried to retreat, exiting the planet's atmosphere would take the world's life with it, and he would win. The ancient flopcraftians allowed the rot jungle, their ally, to spread into the above world, and with the ancient one's help, they stopped O'shathooj, and the outer god threat was quelled. The rot jungle retreated back into the nether, as promised, and life continued to thrive.

The ancient flopcraftians returned to their society, and rejoiced in a golden era of peace and prosperity. However, in a freak of nature, enormous firestorms charred the land that the ancient ones inhabited, and in one fell swoop the continent, and in turn their great empire was a charred, smoldering remnant of a glorious past.