Prologue 1: Little Shadows of Destiny

Prologue 1: Little Shadows of Destiny

When the Jade Empires Imperial Capital fell to wrath, damage, and betrayal portals to different, far darker and stranger realms opened. Creatures from these realms left their houses and walked the mortal airplane in fact.

Not as summoned phantoms, or in momentary our bodies given form and type by the mana of sorcerers and witches. However physique, thoughts, and soul. Their full horrible glory unleashed upon the world.

Initially, these portals have been meant as a part of the now lifeless emperor’s plan for invasion. To assist the voidlings in taking management of this world. Nevertheless, the emperor’s plan, his gradual creation of those portals, had been a venture he had been compelled to take care of personally.

Each was a painstaking masterpiece that had taken centuries to craft and energy.

Twelve portals, one for every of the Void Lords that had taken an curiosity on this world. Had his plan labored, the twelve Lords of Darkness and Entropy would have strode the world upon his ascension. They might have conquered the Jade Empire and granted the Emperor a spot amongst them as a thirteenth member of their cabal of darkness with power sufficient to enshadow the world, and problem its gods.

However in the long run, that was not his Destiny.

Solely seven portals activated absolutely. Others sputtered and spat, however in the long run seven got here to life, and 5 of the cabal strode the world. Howling their rage on the solar and the realms of sunshine. Solely to be met by dragon fireplace, ice claws, and dying in all its many assorted types that the inhabitants of the Jade Empire glory in perfecting.

Behind these behemoths of shadow, got here their lieutenants wreathed in obsidian armor, main almost limitless hosts of violent voidlings. They have been met by fireplace, blood, metal, chie and mana from the disordered and tattered forces of the central district, and the chilly stone self-discipline of the military of the north. Combating collectively they drove the hordes again to their shadowed realm.

Fulfilling their responsibility, whilst they sealed the enemy’s destiny.

However not all of these seven portals spat lords of shadow. For a lot of are the planes of existence, and limitless are the types and kinds of their inhabitants. And the emperor’s masterpieces have been solely partially made.

Two of the functioning portals related to different planes. And out of them got here wild and unusual beasts.

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The little shadows swarmed throughout the land at night time, and underneath the duvet of blackened storms conjured by cultivators and wizards within the combat. One went deep into the world, discovering cousins of flame and shadow.

Some into the darkened cover of the limitless southern jungles, and there they met threats and allies of elder years. Lengthy forgotten, and infrequently remembered even by these with the longest of reminiscences.

Others ran to the ocean. The place they discovered serpents within the deep black. Water that had by no means touched solar, and ice that had by no means tasted winds harsh phrases.

All over the place they went the little shadows discovered threats. And lots of didn’t survive.

However the place there was hazard these seeds of doom additionally discovered allies. Some merged with jungle bogs, others discovered cults deep underneath the earth to worship their new type of stone, metal, and shadow, and others discovered allies on darkish storm lined peaks the place the traitors of winter rested in deepest slumber.

Quite a few have been the modifications these voidlings underwent. Many have been the seeds of destruction that had taken root deep on this world.

And quite a few have been the hunters that will quickly search them.

The Freed One went to the eldest of locations.

There it discovered solely the whispers of historical ruins that had been constructed on the foundations of its previous dwelling. There the freed one wept tears of bitter darkness, and empty gentle. There, it knew what true loneliness was. Because it was the one one in every of its form left in all of the infinite worlds of actuality.

Till a goddess appeared beside the freed one, a tragic smile written bitterly on her face.

Good day, the previous crone stated. Her voice the gradual, inevitable cracking of continents. My identify is Destiny. And I would like your assist.