Purple_Khaos

At the beginning of time, the goddess Rylenta found a patch of primordial void. She cultivated it into a vast world devoid of life and emotion. 
Her seven breaths created life as we know it, and the myriad races ushered into existence like tiny moths chasing the light. 
She lived with her children happily, treasuring them more than anything else. 
Time passed like fine faery wine, and her world entered the age of blossoming. 
However, one day, she vanished without leaving as much as a trace behind, plunging the world into perpetual darkness.
Thousands of years later, the world is scarred, and the end seemed to be nigh. Children looked to the empty sky and could no longer see the stars in their dreams.
In search of light, fate extended its mysterious hands on a group of humans in a foreign world. 
They were called many names; The Anointed Ones, Travellers, Players, Angels of the Goddess…
However, will they be successful in their fated mission?
And what happens when the most unfit person, Seth Ravenswood, gets chosen to take part in this cruel mission?

Realm of Lore: Falling Stars Online

The almost surreal manifestation of Alyran snapped his fingers and five chairs rose from the ground. Four chairs, directly beneath the four adventurers, while the last chair erected beside Alyran.


After making a noble gesture, he sat on the chair and observed the group silently as they rested on the chairs he made.


In his elvish accent, he finally spoke, "What happened to Kehnor remains a mystery. It was never our dream. We hoped to build a network as prominent as the Astral Weave. We wanted our own bridge of stars, but fate had some other plans for it."


Raina interrupted, "That is always the problem with you star elves, isn't it? You ignite your ambitions with an uncontrollable pride."


Alyran looked composed as he listened to the harsh words. There were no signs of irritations visible to him.


He calmly replied, "Your gaze is full of contentment with my kind."


Kehnor(1)