Enter Skylands
"Long ago, there were eight fractions. Each faction was fighting for one goal. To conquer Skylands. A land of peace and happiness. The factions each held an element.
They were…
Air. Earth. Fire. Water. Tech. Magic. Life and Undead
Each fought for control over Skylands and it's prosperity, but each element had a specific opposite. They fought, until the Darkness came.
The Darkness was a force that was so powerful, that the 8 put aside their differences and joined against the common enemy. Against all odds, they managed to return the darkness to it's shadowy pit, and with it, their war.
With the blood of so many split, and the hope of a better life, they agreed to live in peace, and with that peace came the Portal Masters, and together they built their homes into the world we know today…"
Hugo closed his book.
"And that is that is how we came to know Skylands as they are now."
It had been nearly 1000 years since that long since fought war, and that peace still stood.
However there was still slight discontent between two of the ancient factions, specifically those of the Undead and Life.
They hated each other more then the rest hated their opposite.
The Life argued that growth and warmth was better over the cold death the Undead stood for, while the Undead argued that now matter what, death shall be met by all, at one time or another.
They fought each other more fiercely then they cared to admitted, and when the Darkness came, they didn't focus solely on it…
Even after the hardships, they made an un-easy agreement to keep the fires of war from burning again.
Slowly, the Darkness has been getting stronger…attacks are getting more frequent, and the Portal Master, Eon, has summoned the greatest warriors to come together to fight this supposedly defeated menace…