There are many stories to be told. Many like this one. Stories of a cursed land, for years under the threat of destruction at the hands of a greedy of a hero rising, the one being who can end the grief and fear, the one who was drawn to life by a powerful hand. This is just one of those stories. But this one is also special. It is the story of the Raposa, who, like that one hero, were drawn into existence…
But before there was that world, that land, those creatures, that darkness, there was a book. A book that looked like any other – full of creativity and knowledge. But this book was the design of that hand – the design of the Creator. Into this book, he let the ink of creation itself fall, and the world was drawn. The world was populated with forests, oceans, flowing rivers, mountains, living creatures. And then finally the Raposa themselves, with their higher intelligence, upright bodies, shining golden fur, and eyesand long, sensitive ears. It was a book full of living. And so it became the Book of Life.
For centuries, millennia, the Raposa lived in prosperity, with each other and all of nature, raising families and building peaceful villages. Into every village the Creator placed a flame, a flame that would never cease to burn, that would protect the inhabitants.
But a world is seldom born without that hidden wickedness, waiting to pounce.
Many of millennia had passed since the Creator had designed the world. It was then that an ordinary Raposa rose out. And that was all it took. The darkness in his heart spread throughout his entire form, engulfing him. And he committed a crime that the Creator could not bear. Eternal Darkness spread across the surface of all the lands, a darkness which would slowly, slowly, crept in. The Creator did not care, after what one of his own creations had done. He abandoned the world, and the Raposa to their doom. Over several years, the corrupted would sabotage the lands, taking the innocent, and destroying any who defied them.
Maybe, one day, the Creator would return, and that legendary hero that most had given up hoping for, would come. and end the reign of terror. Maybe they would. But maybe they would not.
It would have seemed like the end. But it was only the beginning of a war. A war whose results would decide the fate of an entire world…