From the time we were born we were bound to the world by a Prophecy...

The prophecy of Ragnarock, the Apocalypse, The End of Days, Armegeddon, It is called many things, but it meant one thing, we were all born to die. The Pesedjet, the Dodekatheon, they quickly forgot these ancient Prophecies. We, the Aseir, embraced it and prepared for it, the world as you know it was created upon the bones of our fallen enemies, we would not give it up without a fight.

No one knew the end would come so quickly, but we gathered and we fought the darkness, the ancient evils who had slipped free, as the prophecies foretold. What we did not know was the others would heed the call to battle and join us, Mortal's, Immortal's and Gods of all births fighting side by side. It was truly a sight to behold, an epic tale for the bards to sing of for the ages. Through will and the power in our limbs we saved what we created, we defeated the prophecy.

Life continued...

But those who fought paid a dear price to seal those ancient evils. The Pantheons were devastated, death reaped a full harvest claiming mortal, immortal and god alike along with giants and titans. A handful of us survived the event, but cities of wonder, Olympus and Asgard, were raised, consumed by fire and left as smoldering ruins. Midgard, the middle realm, the world of man, was for the most part cut off from all but the most powerful magics. Still we survived and pressed onward, the funeral pyres burned for the honored dead for an entire month.

We remembered...

As even other forces of darkness sought to control what remained of our numbers and our power. And we did what was deemed impossible by the fates, we survived. Then, as is the nature of life, a New Generation was born, the child of a Dodekatheon woman and Aseir man. It was the beginning of a New Generation of Deities, and immortals, and we were given the greatest of presents that day, hope.

Many seasons that have passed...

Since the tide of darkness has been turned away, a new city has been built and like all cities it attracts new life, citizens from all space and time. Magicians, merchants selling their wares, soldiers of the modern world, Knights of the ancient past, living, thriving side by side with Dragons, Elves, and other creatures thought to be merely of myth and legend. Even a new generation of Gods have begun to find their way to our lands for the call for them to come to their new home a strong one...

And now we watch...

The Darkness and Evils never truly die and what we survived serves as a reminder that while we have immense power, we must also learn to use it wisely. And we must protect that which we created...