LMonkey

In the end, the void opened and the world was sent into an apocalypse. An existence born from the void wreaked havoc to its people, defiling their bodies. Catastrophe broke the land turning it into a wasteland. The realm of mortals and the mysterious opened to one another gathering together in darkness.  

They cried, they begged and they prayed, hoping for someone or something to come take them away from their suffering. In their darkest moment, their prayers were answered but they were given an unfortunate missive from above. 

Messengers of light descended to fight against the threat, calling it the Blight. The one that could save them all, the god of life, went missing and they were cast out of the Realm of Light, left to be stranded in the mortal realms. The messengers alone cannot rescue them from their fate. All would be consumed and creation will cease to be. 

No god, no savior, no hope was given unto them and the light within them faded. 

One person, bearing the Essence of the Cosmos, came unto them and said, “We shall make our own fate for all that has been said and done passed.” He became the very first to become a vessel to a celestial being, lighting everyone’s soul. 

Carrying the light of dreams, the High Chief lifted the people out of the darkness and pushed away the Blight, sealing the void they came from. 

For the first time, all of creation came together as one under his leadership and when peace was conducted in the realm of mortals, he disappeared never to be seen again. 

His age of faith, hope and love continued on carried by those he had left behind, holding his torch many years after allowing humanity to connect to the cosmos, growing and gathering. But as the Light illuminates the vastness of the infinity, so does the Darkness loom over waiting.... adapting. 

Our story begins with a runaway, dreaming the same dream he had ever since....

ArChronicles

The leaves above him swayed gently, dancing to the melody of the wind. The branches followed its tune rocking the leaves it gently grasps. It held the leaves closely together but loose enough to allow it to be free to fly about. The trunk creaked and groaned, planting its place on top of the hill in the meadow. The wind gently brushed his hair and kissed his face with a cool breeze. The grass, wet from the dew of the cold night, made for a comforting bed as he laid under the tree looking into the night sky.


"This would be perfect", he thought to himself. "To gaze into the infinite without a worry."


Even with no energy left, he could still feel it, the world around him. The trees off into the distance rustled to the wind, in various shapes and sizes. They bore different types of fresh fruits and fragrant flora that filled the air. 


The sound of the stream trickling around the rocks in its body, moving about feeding nourishment to the plants and carrying its seeds to spread across the land. It snaked around the world connecting to various lakes and seas.


The ground is rich in nutrients. It feeds the vegetation in turn feeding the wildlife.


The creatures were unique to this world. They came in different forms. Some were of the night, which glow from the tip of their fleece with bioluminescence. Some had antlers and extended fangs. Some were small and furry but had a horn extended in the middle of their forehead. Some were apex creatures that walk on their hind legs. 


This planet is young, recently reinvigorated. Why am I here, Allen thought to himself as he attempted to get up. A surge of pain wrecked his body making him fall back. 


He caught a glimpse at the source of his pain and thought, "Ah."


A blade stuck out of his chest and it seemed like it pierced all the way through buried deep into the ground. "Doesn't seem like I can pull it out." 


He continued to gaze into the infinite, slowly inhaling then exhaling deep sighs. 


He griped the blades of grass under his hands, his only struggle against the circumstances. 


His eyes began to feel heavy. The feeling in his body began to fade away and the world started to seem faint. 


His grip loosened and his breathing was slower. The cold air began to settle in his body. Tears fell on his cheeks. 


He could hear rustling beside him but his eyes could not make a clear figure. He could see a few of those unfamiliar creatures gathering around him, one of them seemed like a rabbit with strange gold markings. 


His eyes slowly fell shut. The light welcomed him and then his essence floated into the infinite...


Episode 0: Dream