– Prologue –

In an age long forgotten, the universe existed as an endless expanse of energy. Within it, all facets of reality were combined as one cosmic force. Over countless eons, a consciousness emerged within the ebb and flow of this infinite power. With the passage of time, this primordial awareness fragmented, becoming the gods, transcendent beings of pure energy.

They wandered across the cosmos, dancing amidst the eddies and currents of celestial power.

At the heart of the universe, a place of chaos and turbulence, they discovered pockets of concentrated existence containing the delicate essence of life.

Realizing life’s fragility, the gods crafted a sanctuary from the celestial forces around them where life would be nurtured and protected.

They named this haven: Ethereon.

Having discovered the ability to shape the cosmos, a desire for power crept into the minds of a few. Consumed by greed and a thirst for control, these rouge gods conspired together to subjugate their kin and rule over all life.

A cosmic battle erupted, and the universe quaked as gods drew power from the cosmos, twisting various aspects of reality for attack and defense.

Ethereon, caught in the conflict, tumbled helplessly through the ether.

As gods were struck down on both sides, their bodies shattered and set adrift in the maelstrom of the universe.

With the revelation that they could be defeated, the rouge gods focused their newfound might on the chaos thrumming in the universe’s heart, using it to shatter reality.

As the cosmos splintered and drifted apart, the separated cosmic forces coalesced, becoming the outer planes. Each of these new worlds contained an aspect of reality and became the domain of the gods who wielded the power contained within. They were realms of wonder and terror, reflecting the multitude of existence.

From their separate celestial domains, the gods observed Ethereon as life’s essence bloomed into mortal beings and civilizations, each spinning intricate webs of destiny, dreams, and desire.

Thus, the material plane was born.

Eons passed as the shards of fallen gods drifted across the rift between the material and outer planes. Over time, they rained down on Ethereon.

Their arrival allowed magic to permeate the world, reshaping the land, and giving rise to wonders and horrors alike.

The discovery of these shards and the latent power they could channel sparked a revolution. The use of magic spread across the land, and Ethereon enjoyed an era of fleeting prosperity.

Despite the good that could be done with the power of magic, there also existed the potential for terrible evil. A lust for power grew in the minds of a few, and unrest spread across the land. Opposing factions vied for control of the newfound power, waging wars that left the world battered and scarred; echoing the cosmic conflict that had once shook the heavens.

Some harnessed the shards’ magic for healing and benevolence, others for tyranny and ruin.

Many of the gods looked on with heavy hearts as their once beautiful creation became a realm of pain and anguish. The rouge deities smiled down with sadistic glee.

After centuries of bloodshed, a weary peace settled over the land.

The inhabitants of Ethereon sifted through the ruins of their once-magnificent world, finding that the thirst for power endured, dividing the fortunate from the forsaken.

In the calm, two great powers arose: the Kingdom of Sarathel, a beacon of magic’s goodwill, and the Dominion of Draekor, which viewed magic as a tool for dominion and control.

In recent years, age-old tensions have been rekindled, and Ethereon once again stands at the precipice of war. Dark entities bide their time, lurking in the shadows for their opportunity to conquer the land. While brave warriors prepare to defend the weak and helpless once more.

The pulse of the universe beats on, filled with hope and trepidation, as the next chapter waits to unfold….