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the story

A long time ago, before war, before peace, the world was a blank canvas. We did not exist, the gods did not exist, and the realms did not exist. Nothing was all there was. However, even nothing is something, is it not? And everything must evolve into something new. So out of the nothing came Amara, the Mother Goddess. And that was how it remained for many years, the nothing and its daughter.

But nothing makes for very poor company for an only child, and ridden with despair and loneliness, our Goddess sought to paint the canvas. Gifted with the power of creation, balance, and the physical, she created her very own home, in a new world that she named Amir.

From her new home she went about creating the forests and seas, the skies and the sun. She put humans in her realm to make their own villages and harvest their own food. And then she gave birth to her six children, each who, upon their twenty-first birthday, would be given a realm of their own to mold.

First born was Thantos, a moody child who grew up to rule the dark. Born alongside him was Eva, a sweet girl whose kindness was overflowing, who came to rule the light. Next came Dalius and Adariku who ruled over the earth and sky respectively. One was kind and timid while the other bold and chaotic. Finally, the two twins of fire and water were born: Primus, brash and steel-willed, and Athena, a playful girl with a mind sharp as a tack.

Within each world there was a portal created for the creatures that lived within to travel from realm to realm. Around these portals great cities grew, and the people prospered. For thousands of years peace thrived throughout the lands. There were occasional brawls between the gods, and poverty was not unheard of, but it primarily was a good and tranquil age.

On one seemingly uneventful day, the children of Amara gathered in Amir bearing a proposition for their mother: a seventh child.

The proposal was headed by the youngest goddess, who thought that the element ice should be separate from her own element, water. Amara reasoned that ice was just the same and thought it a silly request. Her children protested, explaining that the nature of the element was different than water. Ice was a harsher, offensive element, while water tended to be more defensive and widely considered an element of healing. Athena went on to add that ice had never been an area of her element she had been able to fully grasp, and her control of it was even weaker now than before. Seeing reason, Amara agreed and shortly after, a seventh child came into existence. His name was Celest, and his heart seemed almost as chilly as his element. The Ice Realm was created shortly after.

A century after Celest's creation, the Divine Plague began.

The peace of the world relied on the balance between the elements, but where was the equivalent to ice? Where was its opposite? The imbalance is what caused the Plague to froth and spread. Our beloved deities became feverish and delusional. In their confusion, the Mother's children began to attack, sending out massive storms, tsunamis, dry spells, and endless days and nights. Blood was shed by the bewildered and panicked people without end.

The only one left unaffected, Amara was heartbroken to see what her children had done. But torn between her love for them and her love of the people, the massacre continued on for another five days.

Amara could not kill her children, but she could not allow them to remain on this plane of existence, and so, they were sealed away, their spirits put at rest inside a tower of glass. Amara declared that in the distant future, if war of this nature ever threatened to break out again, the gods would be reincarnated in the forms of their people, allowing them to walk again without feeling the effects of the Plague like before, their memories erased. She herself would also remain in the tower, locked away in the top room.

In the place of the seven children, close servants of the gods were put in charge and given special powers to rule the realms as effective stewards. Upon their deaths, they were to be replaced by an apprentice of their choosing.

With her last words, Amara spoke of seven scrolls and seven treasures to seek out for answers. All were carefully hidden, and the treasures especially so to prevent anyone but the chosen reincarnate from taking their respective treasure.

Now, the gods have been revived, and rumors of war abound...

let the games begin.