Special thanks to Mima and Wriggle for helping me with the OOC
TEWI'S TO DO LIST
The World of Lore!
1: Finish fourth era
2: Explain more about magic types
2: Explain more about Esper abilities
The First Era
In an ancient time, there existed a vast world full of many creatures. Giants and dragons shared a world with man, and many great stories and legends have been told of this great world. But we shall start from the beginning?
When the world was yet new and the sun warmed the lands for the first time, the seven Divines each created a race to inhabit the planet. These Races were known as Human, Yun, Jin, Elf, Yaju, Dwarf and Orc.
Each of the seven races lived separately, inhabiting different parts of the world. Humans took to the plains, Yun the meadows, the Jin the deserts. the Elves in the forests, Yaju in the jungle, Dwarfs in the hearts of mountains, and Orcs in the swamp lands. The Divines kept to themselves for thousands of years, each tending to and caring for the race they had created. Each Divine took pride in their race and thought it superior to the other six. This of course lead to arguments and competition. The seven races were soon unwittingly competing against each other, each Divine striving to have the most advanced race, the one with the most people, that one race that contained the most wealth, and the race with the most beautiful creatures.
The Divines created powerful monsters, beasts such as dragons and giant snakes were born to challenge each race, seeing which could muster the greatest heroes. This cold war went on for a few hundred years until one of the Divines grew so bitter that not only did he wish to be better than the other races he wanted them all destroyed.
He told the humans about the other races that existed in the land they called home. He spoke to them of each race and how they served gods other than he, the creator of men. He convinced them that these other races were evil and needed to be slain before they could taint the rest of the earth with their evil.
It was a dark and terrible night. The Yun were celebrating the coming of spring in the meadow. The air smelled of cooked fish, rice and camp fire. The Yun ate and drank out in the open where they were exposed like sitting ducks. It was peaceful one moment, and then the next... A fire spread through the villages burning every building and feeling the air with ash and suit.
The humans trampled the Yun's crops, killed their livestock, and littered the land with bodies. The Yun barely even fought back, only a handful of warriors attempted to stand against hem as they were being wiped out. All of the male Yun were rounded up and executed them in the center of one of the larger villages. Only the women were spared, not even the male children survived. The women were then taken bound by chains and forced to return with the humans where they forced them to cook clean, and do far worse things. Only a handful of Yun escaped, with a few of the women and children managed to run off into the night away from this massacre.
The Divine who created the Yun was furious. She confronted the creator of men but she simply mocked her, saying they were too weak to fight back and deserved too die. Outraged by this crude action, the Divine female struck back. With no males left she needed a way for her people to reproduce and eventually strike back. She used her powers over nature and infused them with it's magic. The Yun women became plant like beings with grassy hair and minty leaf tongues.
With their newly found strength the women turned the very trees and grass against them. They managed to escape and take down a large portion of the humans, mostly just the ones who had them enslaved. The humans were found strung up by vines, impaled by large thorns. Some of them seemed to die of poisoning and others seemed to have been ripped apart. The Yun Divine had committed a horrible offence by giving the Yun magic, and she was due to be punished for her actions. However that was of little meaning compared to what happened next. The acts of war between the humans and the Yun caught the attention of the other Divines and each of them feared their race would be the next to be attacked.
Before the Divine female's punishment was carried out, several of the other Divines commited a similar offence, giving their respective races an unfair advantage in one way or another. The Divines mutually agreed that the gloves were now off. They would pit each race against each other and hold nothing back. So it came to pass that the greed of the gods would plunge the world of mortals into a war the likes of which would change it's very landscape forever.
Countless men and women of every race died in a futile battle to control the world. Bodies lined the streets of every city, and the very earth itself was stained a deep crimson. The people who had once prospered now lived in poverty and fear. It was a cruel fate, a terrible game played by the Divines at the expense of the mortals.
The war raged on for a hundred years. Neither of the seven races were any closer to winning this pointless war. The people were suffering but the gods who once loved and protected their people had forsaken them. During one of the final battles of the war, there was a powerful storm that ripped through the land. At first the soldiers assumed it to be the work of one of the Divines, but this storm was wild and unbiased.
Powerful winds blew mortals to and fro, and the heavy rain caused many to drown as it washed away the blood of battle. The storm washed many of the soldiers out to sea. Those that didn't drown or get eaten by sharks were left stranded, lost and forgotten. Several days passed and seven soldiers found themselves stranded on an island. There was one member from each race, and thus, were hostile to one another at first. But, each of them were too weak from either hunger, injury, or both to fight. Broken and drained of all energy, they had no choice but to rely on each other to survive. They all agreed on a truce until they could get back to civilization.
The soldiers spent the next two months living and hunting together. There was some animosity at first, but the more time they spent together the easier it became. The soldiers shared hunting and fishing secrets and worked together to build a shelter. It wasn't long before the lot of them stopped seeing each other as enemies, and soon after, they built a vessel capable of sailing the seven seas and carrying each of them back home.
They packed the boat with food and enough fresh water to last them for at least a week. They climbed in the boat but then, they all stopped. They were so focused on getting home that until now they hadn't thought about what going home really meant. They would be returning to a home ravaged by war and hatred, while this island was peaceful, small and lonely maybe, but it was better than the alternative. The seven of them thought on this for a long time.
If they went back they would eventually have to fight and kill each other, but there had to be a better way, right? They didn't' want to stay on that island forever, but where else cold they go? After hours of brainstorming the seven of them came up with a plan. They knew they couldn't just ask everyone to stop fighting, but there might have been another way to make it so no one else had to die.
The seven soldiers returned to their own hometowns and spoke to the Divines that had created each of their races. They requested one final showdown in which one worrier from each of the seven races would be selected as the champion of that race so that the seven champions could fight it out in one final battle to the death to see which race would rule over all others.
The Divines, having grown tired of a hundred year war accepted these terms and thus each Divine held a tournament to find the most worthy fighter of each race. Sure enough, the seven champions were selected, the same seven warriors who had been stranded together on the island. These brave fighters were mere soldiers when they first got stranded but through all their hardships on the island they learned the weaknesses of their race and how to overcome or exploit them when needed.
The seven champions were not eager to fight or end this war. The last thing any of them wanted was to kill the very people they had counted on for survival, the people they now called friend. However, they planned for this. The seven champions reported false happenings about the other six competitors to their respective gods. They told them that one Divine or another was giving their champion all manner of mystical powers in order to destroy the competition.
The Divines, so consumed with anger that they didn't even question how the champions had gotten that information blessed their own champions with power rivaling their own. They had become gods among men, their power unmatched by any mortal. A clash between these seven titans would have been the greatest battle that world had ever seen, however, the champions had other plans in mind. On the day this final confrontation was to unfold, the seven champions stood face to face staring one another down in silence on the battlefield. They stood there and did nothing as they waited for the Divines to declare that the battle had started.
Each of them, armed with powerful weapons and unstoppable magical force inside them were ready. The beating of war drums sounded on all sides and both cheering and booing could be heard as millions of people came to watch the final clash. Even the Divines themselves had come down to earth to watch this fight.
A loud war horn sounded and the seven champions all rushed to the center of their battleground. They all turned their backs to each other and held their weapons high into the sky. Combined, the seven champions launched an all out assault on the very Divines whom had gave them these power in the first place.
They were able to catch them by surprise, thus dealing massive amounts of damage to the dictator gods before they even knew what hit them. The people as well as the Divines looked on in complete disbelief. All seven of the Divines had been knocked off their feet in a single attack and the mortals who had done it were still standing unharmed. The champions stepped up, giving what would later become the most famous speech in the history of that world.
"Today, we seven champions fight for freedom, for justice, for peace, and for honor. No longer shall we shed the blood of our brothers and sisters. Today, we as mortal will take control of our own fate. And no man, beast or god shall ever control us again."
The seven of them let out a mighty war cry as they charged head on into battle with the still very much stunned Divines. The battle that took place that day was far too great for mere words. Powers greater than any the likes of man had ever seen were pushed to their limits. The Divines clearly had the champions outmatched, however the defining factor in the battle wasn't brute strength.
The Divines had been at war with one another for years, and they refused to help each other in the fight, and more often than not, they got in each other's way. The champions on the other hand fought like a well oiled machine, protecting and defending one another like a single being. If you attacked one of the champions, you attacked all seven, which was ultimately how they were able to win. One on one, a Divine would have crushed one of the champions, but they may as well have been fighting 7-1. They struck the gods down one by one until there was but one left standing.
The last of the Divines left standing was the same male whom had starting the war, the creator of humans and the man responsible for slaughtering millions of his own creation.
"Atticus, you treacherous WORM!" shouted the Divine in regards to the human champion.
"I gave you life, a home, powers you never dreamed possible and this... THIS is how you THANK ME!?" The Divine was breathing heavily, occasionally spitting up a bit of blood as he clenched his left shoulder in pain.
"I GAVE YOU LIFE DAMN IT, AND I CAN TAKE IT AWAY!!" Atticus, the Human champion stepped forward, sword in hand, he lifted his blade and pointed it at the weakened Divine.
"Life isn't enough. We want freedom we want peace, but most of all, we want revenge." Atticus explained as he readied himself to deliver the final blow to the wicked Divine. Atticus's sword was swift and precise as he moved in for the kill.
"YOU WON'T GET AWAY WITH THIS YOU HEAR M..." The Divine's final words were cut short by the cold steel of the human's sword. Standing tall and triumphant, the champions knew it was finally over. After defeating the gods themselves they could order the war to be stopped and no one would dare refuse them.
After that things started to settle down again. The people started rebuilding their homes and restoring their towns to their former glory. The champions had taken on leadership roles for each of the races as they tried to not only rebuild what was lost, but bridge the gaps between the many races so they could live in harmony.
Strange things started happening, While the Divines were gone forever, it seemed their power could not be destroyed. Instead their power had somehow transferred itself into mortal men and women. And while the magic these mortals possessed was much weaker than that of the champions it wasn't anything to sneeze at.
Not all mortals gained this power, however, the ones that did were given the name Noroi. With the Divines gone and the mortal realm free to live as they see fit, there was but one task left for our heroes. To ensure man would stay forever free, each of the 7 heroes locked their souls away in seven powerful magic tomes.
Written within these tomes was everything a mage needed to know in order to master a specific magic type. Whoever possessed the book would also gain an incredible increase in their powers. the seven champions would forever be remembered as The Heroes of Fate. Atticus, Sonya, Rem, Elin, Noxis, Sahsha and Gon...
Hm? You think that is all? Hehehe, not by a long shot. See, this was only the first Era, how it all began. No, my friend, this story has only just begun.
The Second Era
I see you've come back for more. More stories of unity, war and revenge. The world was at peace for many years after the fall of the Divines The seven races built new colonies and reached new horizons. Rather than living separately the races were living together in harmony.They lived in the same town, under the same roof and shared the same table. It was a time of peace love and prosperity. In these years many school and temples were built in order to pass down learnings to the Nonori. They passed down to each generation the wisdom of how to use magic and the legends of the heroes of fate. This world was a true paradise, a world where man lived free of the control of immortals... or so they thought.
Allow me to explain. For ever reaction there is an equal and opposite reaction. for every shadow there is a light and for every good there is an evil. Deep below the earth's surface, locked away since the dawn of time laid a darkness equal in power to the Divines, devils if you will. I will not call these beings evil nor will i call them righteous. It is not ones power but their the way they use hat power that defines who they are. like the Divines there were seven of these devils, and like the Divines each of them were more powerful than any of the mortal beings. The devils had been kept trapped within the core of the earth by the Divines in an effort to keep them from corrupting the world with their dark magic. Even after the Divines had fallen, the powerful seal that held them in didn't fade over night. It took years for the devils to break free from their bindings but eventually, they did.
I'm sure your'e wondering what they did once they were free. Well to be honest a few different thing actually. Some of them left to wonder space. one of them blended into society posing as a mortal. a group of them left that world to start their own, but two of them had other plans. The Devils Wisakachek and Uldah. The two of them admired the world they came back too. They were astonished how mere morals could have slain the great Divines. They wanted to be involved with the world, to see it change and grow and develop. But most of all they wanted to see what would happen when beings of darkness entered a world full of light. Wisakachek and Uldah each made their own humanoid creations to wonder the earth. Beings of darkness with powers unlike any the mortals of this ream had seen before. Wisakachek's creatures had the appearance of mortal men but could turn in an instant. At will becoming a powerful beast with sharp claws and the power to regenerate wounds simply by eating ones flesh. He called them Lycans. Uldah's creatures first appeared to be elf like with red eyes and pale skin. The creatures were far stronger than any elf or human with speed. They could regenerate simply by drinking the blood of a mortal. She called them vampires.
The two Devils didn't' have evil intentions for this world. They simply wanted to contribute to it. However things didn't go quite as planed. Unlike the Divines, the Devils didn't try to guide or lead the race they created in any specific direction, allowing them to do as they pleased. The Devils simply watched their creations as they grew and learned amazingly quickly and seemed superior to the mortals in almost every way. Finally the day would come when Lycan and Vampire would meet the mortals of this earth. Wisakachek and Uldah watched them closely at first, cautious for any danger that might await them. However when the vampires and Lycan found the mortals, nothing bizarre really happened. They assumed the beings of darkness to be regular humans and elves. They seemed to mix rather well at first. They found each other to be a bit strange but that wasn't' a good enough reason not to trust them.
The dark and light creatures blended well together over the next fifteen years or so. Vampires and Lycans powers came as a surprise to the mortals at first but for the most part no one seemed to care... for the most part that is. Some of the mortals grew envious of the constant flaunting of power by the dark creatures. They protested against them, forbidding them from using their power and marked them as unpure for having these strange powers. The oppression didn't sit well with the lycan and the vampires. resentment grew between them and resentment turned to hate. Not all of the fought mind you. a lot of the light and dark creatures still got along just fine. But as time progressed things got worse and worse. the dark and light creatures started picking physical fihts with each other. The fights got bloodier every day to the point the loser often ended up dying. The authorities at the time tried to resolve the violence but that only seemed to make things worse. as with most conflicts each side didn't' feel they had done anything wrong and this caused both sides to feel the authorities were being biased against them.
The mortals saw the dark creatures as being evil and unpure while the Lycan and vampires saw the mortals as unworthy of being called their equal. Eventually it got to the point where both sides would riot in the streets. Innocent bystanders from both sides were killed in cold blood in what can only be described as gang violence. The villages were thrown into chaos. In the days that followed. The vampire and lycan's numbers started to dwindle. Having much less of them in the world left them at a great disadvantage. The mortals showed them no mercy either, forcing the dark creatures to either flee or die. Seeing the grim state their creatures were in, Wisakachek and Uldah became concerned, and... angry. How dare those mortal harm their precious children? The Devilish duo thought up a way to save their races. They granted the lycans and the vampires with venom. the vampires grew fangs and the lycon's teach only grew sharper. Anyone they bit would be infected and become one of them, allowing their race to fight back and prosper.
The creatures of the dark struck back with a vengeance, their numbers growing with every victim they fought. With their new found power they wiped out the the opposing mortals almost over night. the ones that weren't' turned unto lycan or vampires were crushed and ripped to shreds. The creatures of the night had won the war but they simply didn't stop killing. Maybe creatures of the dark tried to protect the innocent mortals, hiding them, fighting for them but they were quickly overpowered. The dark creatures were quickly spreading their race infecting all the seven light races indiscriminately. At this rate it looked as though the lycan and vampires would consume he earth. The two devils pleaded with the dark ones to halt their assault but to no avail. they had tasted blood and craved more. It wasn't' even about revenge anymore, they were doing this for fun. The devil's feared it was too late. Not only did they fear the darkness would overpower them should they try and step in but they couldn't bring themselves to kill their own creations. If they didn't do something soon the world as the knew it would be doomed.
Wisakachek and Uldah eventually came up with a plan to stop their beloved creatures from destroying the earth. They called upon the moon and the sun to invoke a terrible curse on each of the races. In the light of the sun the vampire wold burn and become weak until he was no more while the sight of the full moon would cause the lycan to lose control of their transformation. In addition to this the races would become weaker and weaker each time they turned another being with their venom. This was known as the curse of the moon and the sun but it came with a Prophecy. By dawn ye burn by moon ye turn until the day of the death of they." What this meant was in order for one race to be free of its' curse the other must go extinct. The vampire and the lycan ought in fears battles, each trying to overcome the curse placed upon them. They cursed at the beings responsible for the curse but Wisakachek and Uldah did not listen. It was as though they had vanished and had turned their back on the world. The war between the lycon and vampire raged for years to come until both sides were nearly extinct.
No one remembers how the war ended, only that neither side succeeded. some of the lycan and vampires went about their lives and tried to live normally. Some of them blended in with people, others concealed themselves in solitude away from the rest of the world Wisakachek and Uldah never returned to the earth. No one knows what happened to them.
When the people were finally able to recovered from the massacres that ensued, The leaders of each settlement gathered for a meeting. hings were peaceful for now but they knew it wouldn't' last forever. They needed to prepare themselves for whenever disaster struck.Members from all nine races worked together to construct the ultimate defense against any intruding forces. Walls were built incredibly high and reinforced with the strongest magics available to man. The fortified the hold even further by training dragons and giants to protect the gates. The walls were constantly patrolled by trained guards consisting of skilled swordsmen archers and mages. They built a large city and a castle within these walls that stretched over 40 square miles. It took ages of hard work, blood swear and tears, but eventually it was finished. Sanctuary! the stronghold of freedom hope and peace. A place where all would be safe to live and prosper A new age was dawning, on the land of mortals. The age of prosperity!
.......soooo i know what you'r thinking. this has to be it right? is he story over?....Don't you want to know what happened next?
The Third Era
With the rise of Sanctuary came a time of great wealth for all those living within it's walls. Many of it's inheritance opened shops and restaurants within the walls and formed extravagant market places. Sanctuary became a hot spot for merchants to come and go. Some ended up staying and setting up permanent residence within it's walls due to the good business. You could go there to buy food weapons armor, clothes from every culture, books on endless topics and so much more. Some people offered public services in exchange for cash. Some carried large and heavy objects, some gave tour and acted as guides, others did much less innocent actions in exchange for money. Everything from prostitution to an assassination could be bought if you only knew where to look. Nothing is perfect, and although Sanctuary was the largest, safest and richest city in the world it struggled with the worlds highest crime rate as well.
Out of all of the the criminals however none were quite as bad as a gang of Noroi that called themselves "The Mancers". The mancers were crude bullies who picked on anyone without magic powers. steeling from them, extorting them and damaging their property. Regular thugs with no shame or morals. Eventually the the ruler of Sanctuary, Queen Eatos passed a new law reacquiring anyone living within the walls of Sanctuary to pay a yearly tax. This tax money went towards hired law enforcement agents and maintaining the city. These Agents were called advocates. The advocates were given two ranks, one for power and one for authority. The Number in their rank determined how strong they were with a 1 being the weakest and a 5 being the strongest. A 0 was considered an advocate in training. The first part of there rank was a letter A, B orC. an A advocate was in charge of protecting the castle and the royal family, a B was stationed inside the walls to deal with crime and C were stationed outside the walls to protect Sanctuary from attackers For example a powerful advocate who worked inside the walls but outside the castle would be a level B4.
While the new law enforcement agents did their best to keep the peace there was limitations to what they could do. The mancers eluded them for years before they were finally. Able to catch and punish the mancers. It was a day to remember as all out war broke out on the streets of Sanctuary. The battles only lasted for an hour or so but when the smoke cleared, all of the macners who weren't captured and taken alive were dead. Sanctuary's crime rate died down a lot after that and since then it's never been as high as it was before. Sanctuary was a much safer place with the mancers finally put to rest but they had still caused a lot of damage during their time in Sanctuary. One individual specifically had been hurt the most. It was a few years back. A Jin By the name of Roland was constantly harassed by the mancers. They came to him at his work and drove off any potential customers. They broke his merchandise, stole from him and beat him at his own place of work. Roland could barely afford to buy food for his daughter thanks to them. Most nights he just let her eat while he went without. He lied to her telling her that he was so hungry he ate o the way home. He loved his daughter more than anything in the world. Every moment he spent with her a preciousness memory to be treasured like gold. He would have done anything to protect her. Roland watched his daughter grow and grow until she had become a young woman. She was in school now and her father allowed her to wonder the streets freely during certain hours of the day. However he forbid that she ever go to the local market alone for fear that the mancers would get her. His daughter was the only thing that made his life livable after all.
Then one cold winters night while Roland was returning from a long hard day of work. He reached to open his door but it would not open. It had been frozen shut. He pulled at the door with all his might but to no avail. The door wouldn't budge and the more he tried to more the cold winter air got to him. Eventually this made him angry so he kicked the door, causing it to break off the hinges and give way. However when he kicked in the door, it jared the house causing snow and ice to fall fall on top of him. It wouldn't' have been so bad if some of the ice hadn't cut unto his freezing bod like a knife. At first he didn't' feel the pain, numbed by the cold but he could feel his strength draining from his body. The snow turned red as his vision turned black, it was all over for him... Or at least he thought. Roland awoke several hours later inside his home. He was resting in his bed and there were no signs o injury on his body which was odd considering how slowly the jin usually recovered.
He looked at the foot of his bed and found his daughter there sleeping by his side. She had rescued him and somehow healed all of his wounds. The only way that could have been possible was by magic. He was relived and concerned at the same time. He worried what would become of his daughter if she were to master her magic type. What if she got hurt? what if she hurt someone else. Turns out she was a photomancer, a mage with the power of light and she had been using her healing magic for years without anyone noticing . He ordered his daughter not to use her powers anymore, warning her of the dangers of magic. Confused and upset the daughter tried to reason with her father, claiming she only wanted to help people and stop them from hurting. But still her father forbid it. She did as she was told and stopped using her magic altogether until she was old enough to move out. She left suddenly and never said a word to her father. It made Roland sad, he wished he had listened to her maybe thought about his actions a bit more but now it was too late and he didn't know where to find her.
When his daughter left however for some reason the mancers stopped bothering him. they never came around to harass him and even when he saw them they simply ignored him. It was an odd phenomenon and he wouldn't' learn why until the day the mancers fought the advocates. One of the many bodies lying dead on the street was his little girl, the daughter he had loved o much. She had joined the mancers as a healer and in exchange she asked only that they leave her poor father alone. She had the purest of intentions yet she was slaughtered like the est of the common thugs. Roland wept over his innocent little girl for days, even contemplated taking his own life. He would have gladly traded it for hers so that she could have lived... and then... that gave him an idea. Roland knew only a necromancer could raise the dead but what if there was another way. after all it was his belief that all life was equal so maybe trading his own for hers WAS possible. but how?
Roland spent the next 20 years of his life studying medicine, herbs plants toxins and how they could be used. these were the first days of alchemy. He learned so many useful things, like how to make potions cure poison and he cold even turn stone into gold. He became the first alchemist and a powerful one at that. Many of Roland's abilities and methods have still not been discovered by mortal men. even the most talented of alchemists would give their lives to learn his secrets. He used alchemy to create artificial bodies which he called homunculi. However these bodies had no soul. He was so close, he just needed a way to find his daughters soul. Sadly it seemed not even the most skilled of necromancers were able to find his daughter's soul. He asked the Elves but not even they could find her He became more and more discouraged. The harder he looked the more illusive she became.
He dove deeper and deeper into alchemy hoping that he would find the answer he needed would rest somewhere within his research. the years turned to centuries but Roland never lost hope. He worked day and night, his daughter driving him to work harder and harder until he could hold her in his arms again. Eventually he reached a level in alchemy no one would have ever thought possible. Alchemists can alter and manipulate many things, but Roland was the first and only Alchemist to manipulate reality. He did amazing things with his power, creating weapons from thin air, changing the world around him with nothing but a mere thought. His power was the greatest any mortal had seen since the heroes of fate, but still it was not enough. Roland tried but he could not create a soul nor could he find the soul of his lost daughter. Roland's drive turned to frustration and his frustration into anger. His anger turned into hate and his hate started to consume him. He blamed the Noroi for his daughters death. If it hadn't been for magic she would have still been alive. If it hadn't been for the mancers his daughter wouldn't' have had to protect him. The more he thought on this the angrier it made him. Eventually he snapped...
Roland used a soul jar to capture lost souls left to wonder the earth and used them to bring his homunculi to life. However these were no normal fake beings. Instead of trying to give them magic or super human strength, Roland messed with the brains of his homunculi. He found a way to unlock the minds full potential and through this created a new power, one that was unlike magic or alchemy. At it's full potential the human mind is capable of telekinesis, but unlike magic which defied the laws of seines, telekinesis was dependent on it. The first benefit to this power was the ability to have perfect control over ones own body. you could tell your mind not to process pain or fear and it would obey and you could store information easily as though you had written it down on the back of your eye lids. This power also allowed to manipulate the area around them. The power only extended as far as their arms could reach. One of them could used static electricity within her range and forced it to blast into powerful lightning strikes at her foes. Another was able to manipulate any vector that came within range allowing him to do devastate anything in his path. One of them found a way to make his body heal extremely quickly. There were so many possibilities, so many powers he cold create. Roland called these new beings "Espers".
Roland had made a small army of espers. There were only five of them but they were each held great power that was unlike anything the world had seen. Not that it was more powerful than anything they had seen mind you, just that the powers they had were so... different. Roland lashed out at every Noroi he came across, killing them within seconds of making contact with them. His espers joined in on the fun, going out of there way to crush people as well as entire buildings just to prove their point. It didn't take long for the advocates to catch on to what was happening. They quickly went to arrest them, being ready for a fight, but but much to their surprise Roland's and the espers simply surrendered. They went quietly and allowed themselves to be taken into custody as they were chained and taken into the castle dungeon where they would answer for their crimes.
Roland had a smile on his face through the whole escort. the advocates knew he was up to something but how much harm could a man bound by chains really be? Oh if only they knew. When Roland finally made it to the dungeon he and all of his espers were locked away with the maximum level of security. their hands and legs were bound and they were locked inside heavy steel walls and put under constant surveillance. "All according to plan" Roland said as he smiled from the confines of his chains. "BE QUIET IN THERE!" shouted back one of the guards who guarded Roland's cell. Roland just laughed at him as the guard continued to shout useless warnings at the alchemist. Roland began to speak again, and as he spoke every word he said came true. "My chains with rust away as i break free, the door to my cell will open and the soldiers guarding me will have their flesh ripped from their bones." Sure enough every word he spoke came true. He was free from his chains and his cell and he walked out to find the guards still very much alive as the screamed from the torment of losing their skin. He freed his espers and they made their way through the dungeon, searching for a certain prisoner that had been there for hundreds of years.
Roland opened the doors to one of the cells by speaking but a word, walking in to see and old Yaju and the former leader of the mancers. The former mancer was shocked to see the same man he had so ruthlessly bullied after all these years. He wasn't sure what to think and before he could say anything he was silenced "His tongue will be burned from his mouth." he said as he watched the Yaju fall in great pain. He tried to speak but his words just came out as screams. "You are going to pay for everything you've done to me. A quick death would be too good for you." he said growing angrier by the moment. The alchemist commanded the Yaju's chains to tighten around the Yaju and pull, and pull harder and keep pulling until they were free. slowly the pull of the chains got tighter and stronger, it took severl minutes of agonizing pain but the chains finally pulled the yaju apart.
Of cores the prison guards tried to stop this from happening but anyone who got near was slaughtered by the espers. Eventually the level A5 Advocates were called in. They use all their might and magic to strike back against the espers but whenever the advocates got the upper hand in the fight Roland's would simply change reality to change to tide of the battle. all hope seemed lost as multiple advocates fell at the hands of this powerful alchemist, but his confidence would be his undoing. He was so sure no one would make it past his espers that he neglected to protect himself whatsoever. Seeing as there was only one way in and out there wasn't any reason to fear being attacked from behind, or at least that's what he thought. A single fire Pyromancer had traveled to the grounds just above the dungeon. She drew a sigil just above where Roland was supposedly still standing and once the sigil was activated, a powerful fir burned right through the steel, melting the edges of the sigil so the floor could fall freely. Roland was crushed under the ceiling before he had even known what hit him. He was dead.
Without their crater the espers didn't' know what to do. they wre ordered to protect him at all costs but now that they were gone they had no purpose. The espers surrendered and were captured once again. The espers refused food and water until they died of hunger and thirst. Things seemingly went back to normal after that, but the world would never be the same. Normal humans eventually found a way to gain their own esper powers through rigorous training and study. It seemed however that only people born without magical abilities could learn this power, making it impossible for anyone to weild both magic and telekinesis. Many great scholars were griefed by the loss of Roland. while they held no emotional attachments to him they morned the lose of the knowledge that he and only he carried. They would spend the rest of their years trying to recover the knowledge lost only to fall short of his accomplishments.
QNA
Q: How many years have passed since the first era to the start of the rp?
A: Each era is 5000 years but the stories told don't' all necessarily take up all 5000 years of the era. most of these events take 2000 years or less. tldr about 20'000 years.
Q: Can anyone learn alchemy?
A: Yes
Q: What is the currancey in this rp?
A: 1 Gold: Approximately 10 dollars.
1 Silver: Approximately 5 dollars. (2 Silver = 1 Gold)
1 Copper: Approximately 1 dollar. (5 Copper = 1 Silver)
Q: Which hero of fate had which power?
A:
Atticus: Human Chronomancer. Male
Sonya: Yun Photomancer Female
Rem: Jin(dragon) Pyromancer Male
Elin: Elf Aeromancer Female
Noxis: Yaju(wolf) Necromancer Male
Sasha: Dwarf Hydromancer Female
Gon: Orc Geomancer Male
Have a question? please ask away
TEWI'S TO DO LIST
The World of Lore!
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1: Finish fourth era
2: Explain more about magic types
2: Explain more about Esper abilities
The First Era
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In an ancient time, there existed a vast world full of many creatures. Giants and dragons shared a world with man, and many great stories and legends have been told of this great world. But we shall start from the beginning?
When the world was yet new and the sun warmed the lands for the first time, the seven Divines each created a race to inhabit the planet. These Races were known as Human, Yun, Jin, Elf, Yaju, Dwarf and Orc.
Each of the seven races lived separately, inhabiting different parts of the world. Humans took to the plains, Yun the meadows, the Jin the deserts. the Elves in the forests, Yaju in the jungle, Dwarfs in the hearts of mountains, and Orcs in the swamp lands. The Divines kept to themselves for thousands of years, each tending to and caring for the race they had created. Each Divine took pride in their race and thought it superior to the other six. This of course lead to arguments and competition. The seven races were soon unwittingly competing against each other, each Divine striving to have the most advanced race, the one with the most people, that one race that contained the most wealth, and the race with the most beautiful creatures.
The Divines created powerful monsters, beasts such as dragons and giant snakes were born to challenge each race, seeing which could muster the greatest heroes. This cold war went on for a few hundred years until one of the Divines grew so bitter that not only did he wish to be better than the other races he wanted them all destroyed.
He told the humans about the other races that existed in the land they called home. He spoke to them of each race and how they served gods other than he, the creator of men. He convinced them that these other races were evil and needed to be slain before they could taint the rest of the earth with their evil.
It was a dark and terrible night. The Yun were celebrating the coming of spring in the meadow. The air smelled of cooked fish, rice and camp fire. The Yun ate and drank out in the open where they were exposed like sitting ducks. It was peaceful one moment, and then the next... A fire spread through the villages burning every building and feeling the air with ash and suit.
The humans trampled the Yun's crops, killed their livestock, and littered the land with bodies. The Yun barely even fought back, only a handful of warriors attempted to stand against hem as they were being wiped out. All of the male Yun were rounded up and executed them in the center of one of the larger villages. Only the women were spared, not even the male children survived. The women were then taken bound by chains and forced to return with the humans where they forced them to cook clean, and do far worse things. Only a handful of Yun escaped, with a few of the women and children managed to run off into the night away from this massacre.
The Divine who created the Yun was furious. She confronted the creator of men but she simply mocked her, saying they were too weak to fight back and deserved too die. Outraged by this crude action, the Divine female struck back. With no males left she needed a way for her people to reproduce and eventually strike back. She used her powers over nature and infused them with it's magic. The Yun women became plant like beings with grassy hair and minty leaf tongues.
With their newly found strength the women turned the very trees and grass against them. They managed to escape and take down a large portion of the humans, mostly just the ones who had them enslaved. The humans were found strung up by vines, impaled by large thorns. Some of them seemed to die of poisoning and others seemed to have been ripped apart. The Yun Divine had committed a horrible offence by giving the Yun magic, and she was due to be punished for her actions. However that was of little meaning compared to what happened next. The acts of war between the humans and the Yun caught the attention of the other Divines and each of them feared their race would be the next to be attacked.
Before the Divine female's punishment was carried out, several of the other Divines commited a similar offence, giving their respective races an unfair advantage in one way or another. The Divines mutually agreed that the gloves were now off. They would pit each race against each other and hold nothing back. So it came to pass that the greed of the gods would plunge the world of mortals into a war the likes of which would change it's very landscape forever.
Countless men and women of every race died in a futile battle to control the world. Bodies lined the streets of every city, and the very earth itself was stained a deep crimson. The people who had once prospered now lived in poverty and fear. It was a cruel fate, a terrible game played by the Divines at the expense of the mortals.
The war raged on for a hundred years. Neither of the seven races were any closer to winning this pointless war. The people were suffering but the gods who once loved and protected their people had forsaken them. During one of the final battles of the war, there was a powerful storm that ripped through the land. At first the soldiers assumed it to be the work of one of the Divines, but this storm was wild and unbiased.
Powerful winds blew mortals to and fro, and the heavy rain caused many to drown as it washed away the blood of battle. The storm washed many of the soldiers out to sea. Those that didn't drown or get eaten by sharks were left stranded, lost and forgotten. Several days passed and seven soldiers found themselves stranded on an island. There was one member from each race, and thus, were hostile to one another at first. But, each of them were too weak from either hunger, injury, or both to fight. Broken and drained of all energy, they had no choice but to rely on each other to survive. They all agreed on a truce until they could get back to civilization.
The soldiers spent the next two months living and hunting together. There was some animosity at first, but the more time they spent together the easier it became. The soldiers shared hunting and fishing secrets and worked together to build a shelter. It wasn't long before the lot of them stopped seeing each other as enemies, and soon after, they built a vessel capable of sailing the seven seas and carrying each of them back home.
They packed the boat with food and enough fresh water to last them for at least a week. They climbed in the boat but then, they all stopped. They were so focused on getting home that until now they hadn't thought about what going home really meant. They would be returning to a home ravaged by war and hatred, while this island was peaceful, small and lonely maybe, but it was better than the alternative. The seven of them thought on this for a long time.
If they went back they would eventually have to fight and kill each other, but there had to be a better way, right? They didn't' want to stay on that island forever, but where else cold they go? After hours of brainstorming the seven of them came up with a plan. They knew they couldn't just ask everyone to stop fighting, but there might have been another way to make it so no one else had to die.
The seven soldiers returned to their own hometowns and spoke to the Divines that had created each of their races. They requested one final showdown in which one worrier from each of the seven races would be selected as the champion of that race so that the seven champions could fight it out in one final battle to the death to see which race would rule over all others.
The Divines, having grown tired of a hundred year war accepted these terms and thus each Divine held a tournament to find the most worthy fighter of each race. Sure enough, the seven champions were selected, the same seven warriors who had been stranded together on the island. These brave fighters were mere soldiers when they first got stranded but through all their hardships on the island they learned the weaknesses of their race and how to overcome or exploit them when needed.
The seven champions were not eager to fight or end this war. The last thing any of them wanted was to kill the very people they had counted on for survival, the people they now called friend. However, they planned for this. The seven champions reported false happenings about the other six competitors to their respective gods. They told them that one Divine or another was giving their champion all manner of mystical powers in order to destroy the competition.
The Divines, so consumed with anger that they didn't even question how the champions had gotten that information blessed their own champions with power rivaling their own. They had become gods among men, their power unmatched by any mortal. A clash between these seven titans would have been the greatest battle that world had ever seen, however, the champions had other plans in mind. On the day this final confrontation was to unfold, the seven champions stood face to face staring one another down in silence on the battlefield. They stood there and did nothing as they waited for the Divines to declare that the battle had started.
Each of them, armed with powerful weapons and unstoppable magical force inside them were ready. The beating of war drums sounded on all sides and both cheering and booing could be heard as millions of people came to watch the final clash. Even the Divines themselves had come down to earth to watch this fight.
A loud war horn sounded and the seven champions all rushed to the center of their battleground. They all turned their backs to each other and held their weapons high into the sky. Combined, the seven champions launched an all out assault on the very Divines whom had gave them these power in the first place.
They were able to catch them by surprise, thus dealing massive amounts of damage to the dictator gods before they even knew what hit them. The people as well as the Divines looked on in complete disbelief. All seven of the Divines had been knocked off their feet in a single attack and the mortals who had done it were still standing unharmed. The champions stepped up, giving what would later become the most famous speech in the history of that world.
"Today, we seven champions fight for freedom, for justice, for peace, and for honor. No longer shall we shed the blood of our brothers and sisters. Today, we as mortal will take control of our own fate. And no man, beast or god shall ever control us again."
The seven of them let out a mighty war cry as they charged head on into battle with the still very much stunned Divines. The battle that took place that day was far too great for mere words. Powers greater than any the likes of man had ever seen were pushed to their limits. The Divines clearly had the champions outmatched, however the defining factor in the battle wasn't brute strength.
The Divines had been at war with one another for years, and they refused to help each other in the fight, and more often than not, they got in each other's way. The champions on the other hand fought like a well oiled machine, protecting and defending one another like a single being. If you attacked one of the champions, you attacked all seven, which was ultimately how they were able to win. One on one, a Divine would have crushed one of the champions, but they may as well have been fighting 7-1. They struck the gods down one by one until there was but one left standing.
The last of the Divines left standing was the same male whom had starting the war, the creator of humans and the man responsible for slaughtering millions of his own creation.
"Atticus, you treacherous WORM!" shouted the Divine in regards to the human champion.
"I gave you life, a home, powers you never dreamed possible and this... THIS is how you THANK ME!?" The Divine was breathing heavily, occasionally spitting up a bit of blood as he clenched his left shoulder in pain.
"I GAVE YOU LIFE DAMN IT, AND I CAN TAKE IT AWAY!!" Atticus, the Human champion stepped forward, sword in hand, he lifted his blade and pointed it at the weakened Divine.
"Life isn't enough. We want freedom we want peace, but most of all, we want revenge." Atticus explained as he readied himself to deliver the final blow to the wicked Divine. Atticus's sword was swift and precise as he moved in for the kill.
"YOU WON'T GET AWAY WITH THIS YOU HEAR M..." The Divine's final words were cut short by the cold steel of the human's sword. Standing tall and triumphant, the champions knew it was finally over. After defeating the gods themselves they could order the war to be stopped and no one would dare refuse them.
After that things started to settle down again. The people started rebuilding their homes and restoring their towns to their former glory. The champions had taken on leadership roles for each of the races as they tried to not only rebuild what was lost, but bridge the gaps between the many races so they could live in harmony.
Strange things started happening, While the Divines were gone forever, it seemed their power could not be destroyed. Instead their power had somehow transferred itself into mortal men and women. And while the magic these mortals possessed was much weaker than that of the champions it wasn't anything to sneeze at.
Not all mortals gained this power, however, the ones that did were given the name Noroi. With the Divines gone and the mortal realm free to live as they see fit, there was but one task left for our heroes. To ensure man would stay forever free, each of the 7 heroes locked their souls away in seven powerful magic tomes.
Written within these tomes was everything a mage needed to know in order to master a specific magic type. Whoever possessed the book would also gain an incredible increase in their powers. the seven champions would forever be remembered as The Heroes of Fate. Atticus, Sonya, Rem, Elin, Noxis, Sahsha and Gon...
Hm? You think that is all? Hehehe, not by a long shot. See, this was only the first Era, how it all began. No, my friend, this story has only just begun.
The Second Era
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I see you've come back for more. More stories of unity, war and revenge. The world was at peace for many years after the fall of the Divines The seven races built new colonies and reached new horizons. Rather than living separately the races were living together in harmony.They lived in the same town, under the same roof and shared the same table. It was a time of peace love and prosperity. In these years many school and temples were built in order to pass down learnings to the Nonori. They passed down to each generation the wisdom of how to use magic and the legends of the heroes of fate. This world was a true paradise, a world where man lived free of the control of immortals... or so they thought.
Allow me to explain. For ever reaction there is an equal and opposite reaction. for every shadow there is a light and for every good there is an evil. Deep below the earth's surface, locked away since the dawn of time laid a darkness equal in power to the Divines, devils if you will. I will not call these beings evil nor will i call them righteous. It is not ones power but their the way they use hat power that defines who they are. like the Divines there were seven of these devils, and like the Divines each of them were more powerful than any of the mortal beings. The devils had been kept trapped within the core of the earth by the Divines in an effort to keep them from corrupting the world with their dark magic. Even after the Divines had fallen, the powerful seal that held them in didn't fade over night. It took years for the devils to break free from their bindings but eventually, they did.
I'm sure your'e wondering what they did once they were free. Well to be honest a few different thing actually. Some of them left to wonder space. one of them blended into society posing as a mortal. a group of them left that world to start their own, but two of them had other plans. The Devils Wisakachek and Uldah. The two of them admired the world they came back too. They were astonished how mere morals could have slain the great Divines. They wanted to be involved with the world, to see it change and grow and develop. But most of all they wanted to see what would happen when beings of darkness entered a world full of light. Wisakachek and Uldah each made their own humanoid creations to wonder the earth. Beings of darkness with powers unlike any the mortals of this ream had seen before. Wisakachek's creatures had the appearance of mortal men but could turn in an instant. At will becoming a powerful beast with sharp claws and the power to regenerate wounds simply by eating ones flesh. He called them Lycans. Uldah's creatures first appeared to be elf like with red eyes and pale skin. The creatures were far stronger than any elf or human with speed. They could regenerate simply by drinking the blood of a mortal. She called them vampires.
The two Devils didn't' have evil intentions for this world. They simply wanted to contribute to it. However things didn't go quite as planed. Unlike the Divines, the Devils didn't try to guide or lead the race they created in any specific direction, allowing them to do as they pleased. The Devils simply watched their creations as they grew and learned amazingly quickly and seemed superior to the mortals in almost every way. Finally the day would come when Lycan and Vampire would meet the mortals of this earth. Wisakachek and Uldah watched them closely at first, cautious for any danger that might await them. However when the vampires and Lycan found the mortals, nothing bizarre really happened. They assumed the beings of darkness to be regular humans and elves. They seemed to mix rather well at first. They found each other to be a bit strange but that wasn't' a good enough reason not to trust them.
The dark and light creatures blended well together over the next fifteen years or so. Vampires and Lycans powers came as a surprise to the mortals at first but for the most part no one seemed to care... for the most part that is. Some of the mortals grew envious of the constant flaunting of power by the dark creatures. They protested against them, forbidding them from using their power and marked them as unpure for having these strange powers. The oppression didn't sit well with the lycan and the vampires. resentment grew between them and resentment turned to hate. Not all of the fought mind you. a lot of the light and dark creatures still got along just fine. But as time progressed things got worse and worse. the dark and light creatures started picking physical fihts with each other. The fights got bloodier every day to the point the loser often ended up dying. The authorities at the time tried to resolve the violence but that only seemed to make things worse. as with most conflicts each side didn't' feel they had done anything wrong and this caused both sides to feel the authorities were being biased against them.
The mortals saw the dark creatures as being evil and unpure while the Lycan and vampires saw the mortals as unworthy of being called their equal. Eventually it got to the point where both sides would riot in the streets. Innocent bystanders from both sides were killed in cold blood in what can only be described as gang violence. The villages were thrown into chaos. In the days that followed. The vampire and lycan's numbers started to dwindle. Having much less of them in the world left them at a great disadvantage. The mortals showed them no mercy either, forcing the dark creatures to either flee or die. Seeing the grim state their creatures were in, Wisakachek and Uldah became concerned, and... angry. How dare those mortal harm their precious children? The Devilish duo thought up a way to save their races. They granted the lycans and the vampires with venom. the vampires grew fangs and the lycon's teach only grew sharper. Anyone they bit would be infected and become one of them, allowing their race to fight back and prosper.
The creatures of the dark struck back with a vengeance, their numbers growing with every victim they fought. With their new found power they wiped out the the opposing mortals almost over night. the ones that weren't' turned unto lycan or vampires were crushed and ripped to shreds. The creatures of the night had won the war but they simply didn't stop killing. Maybe creatures of the dark tried to protect the innocent mortals, hiding them, fighting for them but they were quickly overpowered. The dark creatures were quickly spreading their race infecting all the seven light races indiscriminately. At this rate it looked as though the lycan and vampires would consume he earth. The two devils pleaded with the dark ones to halt their assault but to no avail. they had tasted blood and craved more. It wasn't' even about revenge anymore, they were doing this for fun. The devil's feared it was too late. Not only did they fear the darkness would overpower them should they try and step in but they couldn't bring themselves to kill their own creations. If they didn't do something soon the world as the knew it would be doomed.
Wisakachek and Uldah eventually came up with a plan to stop their beloved creatures from destroying the earth. They called upon the moon and the sun to invoke a terrible curse on each of the races. In the light of the sun the vampire wold burn and become weak until he was no more while the sight of the full moon would cause the lycan to lose control of their transformation. In addition to this the races would become weaker and weaker each time they turned another being with their venom. This was known as the curse of the moon and the sun but it came with a Prophecy. By dawn ye burn by moon ye turn until the day of the death of they." What this meant was in order for one race to be free of its' curse the other must go extinct. The vampire and the lycan ought in fears battles, each trying to overcome the curse placed upon them. They cursed at the beings responsible for the curse but Wisakachek and Uldah did not listen. It was as though they had vanished and had turned their back on the world. The war between the lycon and vampire raged for years to come until both sides were nearly extinct.
No one remembers how the war ended, only that neither side succeeded. some of the lycan and vampires went about their lives and tried to live normally. Some of them blended in with people, others concealed themselves in solitude away from the rest of the world Wisakachek and Uldah never returned to the earth. No one knows what happened to them.
When the people were finally able to recovered from the massacres that ensued, The leaders of each settlement gathered for a meeting. hings were peaceful for now but they knew it wouldn't' last forever. They needed to prepare themselves for whenever disaster struck.Members from all nine races worked together to construct the ultimate defense against any intruding forces. Walls were built incredibly high and reinforced with the strongest magics available to man. The fortified the hold even further by training dragons and giants to protect the gates. The walls were constantly patrolled by trained guards consisting of skilled swordsmen archers and mages. They built a large city and a castle within these walls that stretched over 40 square miles. It took ages of hard work, blood swear and tears, but eventually it was finished. Sanctuary! the stronghold of freedom hope and peace. A place where all would be safe to live and prosper A new age was dawning, on the land of mortals. The age of prosperity!
.......soooo i know what you'r thinking. this has to be it right? is he story over?....Don't you want to know what happened next?
The Third Era
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With the rise of Sanctuary came a time of great wealth for all those living within it's walls. Many of it's inheritance opened shops and restaurants within the walls and formed extravagant market places. Sanctuary became a hot spot for merchants to come and go. Some ended up staying and setting up permanent residence within it's walls due to the good business. You could go there to buy food weapons armor, clothes from every culture, books on endless topics and so much more. Some people offered public services in exchange for cash. Some carried large and heavy objects, some gave tour and acted as guides, others did much less innocent actions in exchange for money. Everything from prostitution to an assassination could be bought if you only knew where to look. Nothing is perfect, and although Sanctuary was the largest, safest and richest city in the world it struggled with the worlds highest crime rate as well.
Out of all of the the criminals however none were quite as bad as a gang of Noroi that called themselves "The Mancers". The mancers were crude bullies who picked on anyone without magic powers. steeling from them, extorting them and damaging their property. Regular thugs with no shame or morals. Eventually the the ruler of Sanctuary, Queen Eatos passed a new law reacquiring anyone living within the walls of Sanctuary to pay a yearly tax. This tax money went towards hired law enforcement agents and maintaining the city. These Agents were called advocates. The advocates were given two ranks, one for power and one for authority. The Number in their rank determined how strong they were with a 1 being the weakest and a 5 being the strongest. A 0 was considered an advocate in training. The first part of there rank was a letter A, B orC. an A advocate was in charge of protecting the castle and the royal family, a B was stationed inside the walls to deal with crime and C were stationed outside the walls to protect Sanctuary from attackers For example a powerful advocate who worked inside the walls but outside the castle would be a level B4.
While the new law enforcement agents did their best to keep the peace there was limitations to what they could do. The mancers eluded them for years before they were finally. Able to catch and punish the mancers. It was a day to remember as all out war broke out on the streets of Sanctuary. The battles only lasted for an hour or so but when the smoke cleared, all of the macners who weren't captured and taken alive were dead. Sanctuary's crime rate died down a lot after that and since then it's never been as high as it was before. Sanctuary was a much safer place with the mancers finally put to rest but they had still caused a lot of damage during their time in Sanctuary. One individual specifically had been hurt the most. It was a few years back. A Jin By the name of Roland was constantly harassed by the mancers. They came to him at his work and drove off any potential customers. They broke his merchandise, stole from him and beat him at his own place of work. Roland could barely afford to buy food for his daughter thanks to them. Most nights he just let her eat while he went without. He lied to her telling her that he was so hungry he ate o the way home. He loved his daughter more than anything in the world. Every moment he spent with her a preciousness memory to be treasured like gold. He would have done anything to protect her. Roland watched his daughter grow and grow until she had become a young woman. She was in school now and her father allowed her to wonder the streets freely during certain hours of the day. However he forbid that she ever go to the local market alone for fear that the mancers would get her. His daughter was the only thing that made his life livable after all.
Then one cold winters night while Roland was returning from a long hard day of work. He reached to open his door but it would not open. It had been frozen shut. He pulled at the door with all his might but to no avail. The door wouldn't budge and the more he tried to more the cold winter air got to him. Eventually this made him angry so he kicked the door, causing it to break off the hinges and give way. However when he kicked in the door, it jared the house causing snow and ice to fall fall on top of him. It wouldn't' have been so bad if some of the ice hadn't cut unto his freezing bod like a knife. At first he didn't' feel the pain, numbed by the cold but he could feel his strength draining from his body. The snow turned red as his vision turned black, it was all over for him... Or at least he thought. Roland awoke several hours later inside his home. He was resting in his bed and there were no signs o injury on his body which was odd considering how slowly the jin usually recovered.
He looked at the foot of his bed and found his daughter there sleeping by his side. She had rescued him and somehow healed all of his wounds. The only way that could have been possible was by magic. He was relived and concerned at the same time. He worried what would become of his daughter if she were to master her magic type. What if she got hurt? what if she hurt someone else. Turns out she was a photomancer, a mage with the power of light and she had been using her healing magic for years without anyone noticing . He ordered his daughter not to use her powers anymore, warning her of the dangers of magic. Confused and upset the daughter tried to reason with her father, claiming she only wanted to help people and stop them from hurting. But still her father forbid it. She did as she was told and stopped using her magic altogether until she was old enough to move out. She left suddenly and never said a word to her father. It made Roland sad, he wished he had listened to her maybe thought about his actions a bit more but now it was too late and he didn't know where to find her.
When his daughter left however for some reason the mancers stopped bothering him. they never came around to harass him and even when he saw them they simply ignored him. It was an odd phenomenon and he wouldn't' learn why until the day the mancers fought the advocates. One of the many bodies lying dead on the street was his little girl, the daughter he had loved o much. She had joined the mancers as a healer and in exchange she asked only that they leave her poor father alone. She had the purest of intentions yet she was slaughtered like the est of the common thugs. Roland wept over his innocent little girl for days, even contemplated taking his own life. He would have gladly traded it for hers so that she could have lived... and then... that gave him an idea. Roland knew only a necromancer could raise the dead but what if there was another way. after all it was his belief that all life was equal so maybe trading his own for hers WAS possible. but how?
Roland spent the next 20 years of his life studying medicine, herbs plants toxins and how they could be used. these were the first days of alchemy. He learned so many useful things, like how to make potions cure poison and he cold even turn stone into gold. He became the first alchemist and a powerful one at that. Many of Roland's abilities and methods have still not been discovered by mortal men. even the most talented of alchemists would give their lives to learn his secrets. He used alchemy to create artificial bodies which he called homunculi. However these bodies had no soul. He was so close, he just needed a way to find his daughters soul. Sadly it seemed not even the most skilled of necromancers were able to find his daughter's soul. He asked the Elves but not even they could find her He became more and more discouraged. The harder he looked the more illusive she became.
He dove deeper and deeper into alchemy hoping that he would find the answer he needed would rest somewhere within his research. the years turned to centuries but Roland never lost hope. He worked day and night, his daughter driving him to work harder and harder until he could hold her in his arms again. Eventually he reached a level in alchemy no one would have ever thought possible. Alchemists can alter and manipulate many things, but Roland was the first and only Alchemist to manipulate reality. He did amazing things with his power, creating weapons from thin air, changing the world around him with nothing but a mere thought. His power was the greatest any mortal had seen since the heroes of fate, but still it was not enough. Roland tried but he could not create a soul nor could he find the soul of his lost daughter. Roland's drive turned to frustration and his frustration into anger. His anger turned into hate and his hate started to consume him. He blamed the Noroi for his daughters death. If it hadn't been for magic she would have still been alive. If it hadn't been for the mancers his daughter wouldn't' have had to protect him. The more he thought on this the angrier it made him. Eventually he snapped...
Roland used a soul jar to capture lost souls left to wonder the earth and used them to bring his homunculi to life. However these were no normal fake beings. Instead of trying to give them magic or super human strength, Roland messed with the brains of his homunculi. He found a way to unlock the minds full potential and through this created a new power, one that was unlike magic or alchemy. At it's full potential the human mind is capable of telekinesis, but unlike magic which defied the laws of seines, telekinesis was dependent on it. The first benefit to this power was the ability to have perfect control over ones own body. you could tell your mind not to process pain or fear and it would obey and you could store information easily as though you had written it down on the back of your eye lids. This power also allowed to manipulate the area around them. The power only extended as far as their arms could reach. One of them could used static electricity within her range and forced it to blast into powerful lightning strikes at her foes. Another was able to manipulate any vector that came within range allowing him to do devastate anything in his path. One of them found a way to make his body heal extremely quickly. There were so many possibilities, so many powers he cold create. Roland called these new beings "Espers".
Roland had made a small army of espers. There were only five of them but they were each held great power that was unlike anything the world had seen. Not that it was more powerful than anything they had seen mind you, just that the powers they had were so... different. Roland lashed out at every Noroi he came across, killing them within seconds of making contact with them. His espers joined in on the fun, going out of there way to crush people as well as entire buildings just to prove their point. It didn't take long for the advocates to catch on to what was happening. They quickly went to arrest them, being ready for a fight, but but much to their surprise Roland's and the espers simply surrendered. They went quietly and allowed themselves to be taken into custody as they were chained and taken into the castle dungeon where they would answer for their crimes.
Roland had a smile on his face through the whole escort. the advocates knew he was up to something but how much harm could a man bound by chains really be? Oh if only they knew. When Roland finally made it to the dungeon he and all of his espers were locked away with the maximum level of security. their hands and legs were bound and they were locked inside heavy steel walls and put under constant surveillance. "All according to plan" Roland said as he smiled from the confines of his chains. "BE QUIET IN THERE!" shouted back one of the guards who guarded Roland's cell. Roland just laughed at him as the guard continued to shout useless warnings at the alchemist. Roland began to speak again, and as he spoke every word he said came true. "My chains with rust away as i break free, the door to my cell will open and the soldiers guarding me will have their flesh ripped from their bones." Sure enough every word he spoke came true. He was free from his chains and his cell and he walked out to find the guards still very much alive as the screamed from the torment of losing their skin. He freed his espers and they made their way through the dungeon, searching for a certain prisoner that had been there for hundreds of years.
Roland opened the doors to one of the cells by speaking but a word, walking in to see and old Yaju and the former leader of the mancers. The former mancer was shocked to see the same man he had so ruthlessly bullied after all these years. He wasn't sure what to think and before he could say anything he was silenced "His tongue will be burned from his mouth." he said as he watched the Yaju fall in great pain. He tried to speak but his words just came out as screams. "You are going to pay for everything you've done to me. A quick death would be too good for you." he said growing angrier by the moment. The alchemist commanded the Yaju's chains to tighten around the Yaju and pull, and pull harder and keep pulling until they were free. slowly the pull of the chains got tighter and stronger, it took severl minutes of agonizing pain but the chains finally pulled the yaju apart.
Of cores the prison guards tried to stop this from happening but anyone who got near was slaughtered by the espers. Eventually the level A5 Advocates were called in. They use all their might and magic to strike back against the espers but whenever the advocates got the upper hand in the fight Roland's would simply change reality to change to tide of the battle. all hope seemed lost as multiple advocates fell at the hands of this powerful alchemist, but his confidence would be his undoing. He was so sure no one would make it past his espers that he neglected to protect himself whatsoever. Seeing as there was only one way in and out there wasn't any reason to fear being attacked from behind, or at least that's what he thought. A single fire Pyromancer had traveled to the grounds just above the dungeon. She drew a sigil just above where Roland was supposedly still standing and once the sigil was activated, a powerful fir burned right through the steel, melting the edges of the sigil so the floor could fall freely. Roland was crushed under the ceiling before he had even known what hit him. He was dead.
Without their crater the espers didn't' know what to do. they wre ordered to protect him at all costs but now that they were gone they had no purpose. The espers surrendered and were captured once again. The espers refused food and water until they died of hunger and thirst. Things seemingly went back to normal after that, but the world would never be the same. Normal humans eventually found a way to gain their own esper powers through rigorous training and study. It seemed however that only people born without magical abilities could learn this power, making it impossible for anyone to weild both magic and telekinesis. Many great scholars were griefed by the loss of Roland. while they held no emotional attachments to him they morned the lose of the knowledge that he and only he carried. They would spend the rest of their years trying to recover the knowledge lost only to fall short of his accomplishments.
QNA
Q: How many years have passed since the first era to the start of the rp?
A: Each era is 5000 years but the stories told don't' all necessarily take up all 5000 years of the era. most of these events take 2000 years or less. tldr about 20'000 years.
Q: Can anyone learn alchemy?
A: Yes
Q: What is the currancey in this rp?
A: 1 Gold: Approximately 10 dollars.
1 Silver: Approximately 5 dollars. (2 Silver = 1 Gold)
1 Copper: Approximately 1 dollar. (5 Copper = 1 Silver)
Q: Which hero of fate had which power?
A:
Atticus: Human Chronomancer. Male
Sonya: Yun Photomancer Female
Rem: Jin(dragon) Pyromancer Male
Elin: Elf Aeromancer Female
Noxis: Yaju(wolf) Necromancer Male
Sasha: Dwarf Hydromancer Female
Gon: Orc Geomancer Male
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