What Power we shall control! We need only find a way to touch it ...

- Atlantian Scientist

Were to Begin? First, I do not own the rights to Black&White or Lionhead, though I have the game in my possession. I also do not own the rights to the names Nemesis, Khazar, Lethys etc,

... However ...

My Character (who is of course named Keeper Ix) is my Property, as is Glyph, my Creature.

Let the Story begin were it is best for stories to do: At the Beginning.

Not my Beginning into this story or world, but before that.

To the first of the prayer-born gods ...

When man (and woman) first stood upon the face of Eden, and gazed up into the star filled sky, they could not have imagined the depth of the universe before them. For the Universe that they saw, was only a small part of the universe they lived in, and that was only a small sphere that was part of an even grander field of realities.

Yet, of all the planets in there reality, they were one of the few that bore human life.

In fact, it was one of the few that bore any life at all.

The first of the tribes to gain what could be called civilization was a tribe that has now faded to legend and myth: Atlantians.

A proud tribe, they developed into a technological super power, and held the "lesser" tribes with disdain. Life was good to them, and they had little they wanted.

In there superiority, they turned there attention to metaphysics and astrology, believing that they would be able to master there universe through understanding how it worked. It was in there studies of other worlds and the strange dance of the stars that they discovered something which struck all Atlantians to the core: the inferior tribes had achieved more in controlling the universe then they had.

The lesser tribes had discovered what might be called rudimentary "gods". Icons filled with belief.

Atlantians had long considered the religious practices of the other tribes to be superstition and foolishness, not true Science. Yet here, there studies of the universe had shown that mastery truly did start at home: worshiping a power greater then yourself, and placing your own essence into a being not of flesh.

Discovering that the "artifacts" the inferior races had produced could be turned into valuable sources of power, and that the "energy" they produced could be harnessed to alter the very nature of the universe, they quickly forgot there animosity towards the other peoples of there world, of which they had now completely explored and colonized, they sent members of there race who were of a more gentle persuasion to learn what they could of the peoples practices and rituals. Soon they had learned everything they could of these magical objects, and how they displayed a level of sentience beyond the previous understanding of the scientists, capable of healing the wounded, and harming the enemies of there worshipers. With this knowledge, they began to create artifacts of there own.

Much to there disappointment, they found they could not properly direct this power to the tasks that they wished. The minds within the stones and trees either simply didn't understand what was needed, or didn't care.

At the verge of despair, the Atlantians made a huge discovery: At the very edge of reality, there was a place that joined all realities, a place filled with potential, and no forces to direct that power.

A properly directed force from Eden could force that power to come forth, and that power, they had discovered, could control the energy of belief, if properly controlled

The Atlantians had discovered the gods nursery

Thus ends the first chapter of the Chronicles of the Keeper, with many other chapters to come. Read it, at let the advice, compliments, criticisms and amazement flow!