My name is Jax Armos, and this prologue is written that you may understand the place from which I came into your world. My world is far older than yours, in fact at the time your world was discovering the wheel, we had already learned to harness our sun's power and use it for our own purposes. Our ships could leave the water and take to the air, and our blades burned with the fires of a forge. For centuries we lived in an unparalleled age of peace, under our mighty Lord Cornerstone. He had been with us since the beginning, and had taught us how to live for what was good and right. He kept us safe and loved all of us like we were his own children. Then one night, the Prince of Light, one of Lord Cornerstone's high counsel, betrayed the Order. He gathered Knights of the Cornerstone and together they formed a rebellion. The years of war that followed were bitter and harsh. I and my brother Stephan, both Knights of the Cornerstone ourselves, fought bravely for our Lord. Then in our darkest hour, after years of struggle, Lord Cornerstone himself entered the battle. Hope shone brightest in our hearts that day, but it was shattered when our Lord was struck down in battle. For three long days we barely held our ground against the Prince's onslaught. When their forces were about to overtake us, like lightning from the sky, our Lord Cornerstone returned! How, no one knew. The battle turned back in our favor, and the war was all but won. We were sent on a mission to hunt down and destroy the remaining fragments of the Prince's army in the west. My brother and I strayed from the group and stumbled upon a stone clearing. In the center there was a well, and beyond that a tree which grew strange fruit. As we approached, it seemed that the sounds and smells of the world grew faint and died. Never had I heard such melodious quiet. We examined the fruit for ourselves, and ate. The air in our lungs seemed richer, and our blood redder. An incredible thirst came upon us and we came to the well to drink. As we scooped the water into our mouths, a plate on the side of the well caught my eye. It read "The Lord Cornerstone's Spring". I once I realized we were not worthy of this food or drink. Before I could open my mouth to speak, light came from the sky and engulfed both me and my brother. The following entries are from my private log, which I have kept since I joined the Knights of the Cornerstone. The entries I made before I came to your world were lost, but I now submit these writings to you, that you may know and understand my life's purpose. To find my way back, to the Cornerstone.
