Post by Watcher Time on Jul 4, 2010 11:53:12 GMT -5
Come near my child, and I shall tell you a story. A story of how Corosive came to be. Wait, who am I? Why, young one, I am Watcher Time, one of the Watchers that tries to keep the peace amoung the mortal races that live here.
But this isn't about me, this is about Corosive. We created this world, Dream, Theory and I. Created it out of nothing. We tried to create a world of peace, but one thing happened that we didn't see coming. There was another world next to the one we had created, and a rift was torn. From this rift came the Demons, vile creatures that wished only to overthrow the Watchers and plunge our world in chaos. We had to do something, we needed defenders.
So we Created. We created the Vorieans, a race that could harness the power we used to repel the demons. But something happened we did not forsee. When the power of the Demons and Vorieans clashed, a third race was formed. A pale race, that was a mix between the Voriean and Demon kind. A Demons lust for Battle and a Voriean's inate kindness. Humankind.
Dream and Theory were please, but I saw that we needed yet another race, to aid and teach the Human. I created one last time, I created the Draclings, six warriors. Dragons with a Human shape, and I granted them agelessness, magick, and strength. They can die, oh yes, but they will fight for as long as they must.
Now, young one, you have learned how this land came to be. I must rest, for it pains me and my power to remain in a Humanoid shape for so long.
But this isn't about me, this is about Corosive. We created this world, Dream, Theory and I. Created it out of nothing. We tried to create a world of peace, but one thing happened that we didn't see coming. There was another world next to the one we had created, and a rift was torn. From this rift came the Demons, vile creatures that wished only to overthrow the Watchers and plunge our world in chaos. We had to do something, we needed defenders.
So we Created. We created the Vorieans, a race that could harness the power we used to repel the demons. But something happened we did not forsee. When the power of the Demons and Vorieans clashed, a third race was formed. A pale race, that was a mix between the Voriean and Demon kind. A Demons lust for Battle and a Voriean's inate kindness. Humankind.
Dream and Theory were please, but I saw that we needed yet another race, to aid and teach the Human. I created one last time, I created the Draclings, six warriors. Dragons with a Human shape, and I granted them agelessness, magick, and strength. They can die, oh yes, but they will fight for as long as they must.
Now, young one, you have learned how this land came to be. I must rest, for it pains me and my power to remain in a Humanoid shape for so long.