The Chronicles of Weyard

EDIT (AUGUST 05)(MoR): This story was originally posted on our joint account, but we took it down a while ago (long story). Anyway, Cyan Light has gone on to do his own things in life, so all this material he has given to me, and he insisted that I put it up. I must admit, I hung on to it for a while, before finally deciding to re-post it. I went through, and edited it a little bit and fixed a few typos (probably still haven't got 'em all, though). I also decided to merge chaps 1 & 2 together, to make them a bit longer (besides, they go together good)

Also, I'd like to correct a couple of errors made in the previous post. It does contain an excerpt from "the Legend of Zelda: Link to the Past" instruction manual, which we forgetfully didn't cite (I'm the king of forgetting stuff, seriously). It draws inspiration from a variety of sources, Zelda, Wheel of Time (just a tad), and um…. I forget now, but yeah, you get the idea. So anyway, neither me, nor Cyan Light own anything here (ever wonder why it's called fanfiction?). If we've been inspired by something, hey, who isn't? If we borrowed from something else in the fanfiction genre, I'll try to remember to cite it. If I don't, forgive me, I'm stupid and forgetful most times.

Anyway, I left all CL's original Author's Notes (mine too, because I thought, why not?) and am adding extra ones here to point things out. This fic gives Weyard a sort of Mythological type beginning, but both me and Cyan Light thought that a mythological type beginning to the ages would be cool, and appropriate.

You may or may not enjoy the very historical type of writing here. I for one, being a freak who enjoys reading history, like it very much. If you don't, well, hey, maybe it just ain't your cup of tea. If you do like, then you can be a freak like me, and enjoy Weyard's history. Now, a lot of the history of Weyard has been made up, but think about it. The games don't give you very much info to work on, so as long as a history conforms to a few facts, almost any series of events can be called "chronologically accurate" to Weyard's history. So, this is just one (well, two really) fanfiction author's take on Weyard's history. Hope you like it.

Wow, I've rambled quite a bit long here, haven't I? Well, anyway, don't let me hold you up, read and enjoy.

A/N: This fic is a collaboration between two authors, Cyan Light(who wrote most of this) and Master of Reality(whom he has teamed up with).

From Cyan Light: While playing the game I felt urged from the clues that the game left to create a history, with a little of my own imagination thrown in. This book of chronicles will be necessary for when I begin writing the first book in the Golden Sun Series, "The Shadow Wars." This is the reason why I have created these chronicles so you, the reader, will be able to understand the stories better.

From Master of Reality(MoR): I once considered doing something like this by myself quite some time ago, but I never seriously made any attempt to write down ideas. Now that Cyan Light has started a chronicles, we have decided to partner up and write this together. So hopefully this makes it better. Please, send reviews and tell us how we can improve if you have any ideas. This may seem short, but there isn't much you can really write about a creation, I think.

To set the stage for the history of Weyard, it will be informative to delve into the "Scrolls of Ages." These ancient texts contain the knowledge of the past. Within these manuscripts, is the entire recorded history of the events that have shaped the world today. It can often be beneficial to examine the events of the past, for they often affect the events of the future.

The Creation of Weyard

Millennium's ago, when the world of Weyard was young and nothing reigned in the universe except chaos and darkness, the mythical Gods descended from a distant nebula to the world that was and created order and life. The Lord Sol from his kingdom in the heavens used the mighty elements to help craft the world of Weyard.

He came upon the world with the mythical Stone of Sages, filled with the power of Sol called "Alchemy", that shone with a bright, golden light, as though from a sun.

With this power, Sol used the mighty element of Earth to create the lands and the mountains. He used the pureness of Water to help cleanse the land, create great oceans, and cause life to spring forth from the land. With the fury of Fire, Sol carved the figures of humans and animals alike from the mountains. Sol lastly used the power of Wind to breathe life into the carvings of the humans and animals.

After Sol had finished his work, he left the world of Weyard, from the highest point upon the mighty Mount Aleph, and he ascended to Aetherius, the heavens. Thus did this peak become the most sacred mountain of Weyard. However, before leaving, Sol left behind a symbol of his strength. Sol placed within four glowing stars the very power of the elements that he used to create Weyard. Sol also placed within these glowing orbs a small but powerful portion of his essence, which could be used to guide the intelligent life in the world of Weyard. Thus was the Golden Sun contained within the four Elemental Stars, and the Stone of Sages ceased to exist for a time.

Although the four elemental stars were inanimate objects, they held immense power. If ever the power contained within them was released, the one who wielded its power could attain any of their heart's desires. Sol therefore placed these legendary objects in a sacred place; a place of holiness, which would later be called the Golden Realm. This place was Aetherius, the heavens above Weyard, and there was only one was to access this mythical place.

The Golden Realm...

The resting place of the elemental stars...

The location of the archaic Golden Realm is shrouded in mystery. Throughout the ages many men have sought out this antediluvian realm, to obtain the power protected there, but none have ever returned. The only knowledge of its existence comes from an ancient riddle discovered long ago.

In a realm hidden from sight,

rest the objects of Sol's might.

Where the sky shines gold, not blue,

rests the power to make dreams come true.

But a warning to those who seek to find,

will only leave this world behind.

For beyond the Golden Realm's Gate.

is where they shall test their fate.

Even though try they will,

the prophecy they shall never fulfill.

For only the chosen shall proceed,

when the world is in dire need.

This riddle has sent many a men to their doom. The search for this enchanted realm has lasted for many millenniums, but no one has been able to discover its locations. Many scholars have investigated this ancient riddle in order to obtain the location of the Golden Realm, and many theories have come to pass. Some say that the Golden Realm lies in the deepest parts of the oceans, while others believe that it lies in the center of an arid desert. One of the most popular theories hypothesizes that this gate to the Golden Realm of Aetherius is in the center of the sacred Mount Aleph, where Sol returned to his kingdom after his work upon Weyard was done.

Although the location of the Golden Realm has never been discovered, it still is the object of many men's desires.

THE SOL WARS

Thousands of years after the creation of Weyard and the sealing of the elemental stars in the Golden Realm, the world of Weyard cradled only one massive continent surrounded by infinite raging seas. That land mass known as Pangea, was home to the races of mankind all vying for survival amongst the savage elements of the waking world.

In time the primitive tribes of men cautiously made their way across the continent of Pangea. The feral, nomadic tribesman built crude homes across the land. The society of mankind grew. As it grew, mankind explored the breadth of Pangea. They encountered and befriended many of the animals that Sol had placed in the world.

As men's curiosity grew, it led them to meet the mighty guardian of Weyard, Sol Haran, or the Wise One, as he was called. The great hearted Wise One grew fond of Sol's creation and spent a great deal of time teaching them about the world. Mankind under the Wise One's direction developed a strong empathy for the living world of Weyard and reveled in the harmonious balance of the elements, which even from the Golden Realm could be felt throughout the land.

As the ages passed, mankind's civilization expanded both territorially and culturally. Their cities, temples, roads, and dwelling places stretched across the continent of Pangea. They constructed mighty towers and temples to honor Sol the creator. Peace reigned throughout the land.

When people think of the times during the Lost Age, or the Golden Age as it was then known, they think of the great cities and cultures like Lemuria, and the many towers such as Ankhol and Tundaria, and the Four Clans. At this time, these did not exist. Through the Wise One's guidance, the tribes and city-states of man came together to be united in one massive confederation of humanity. At this time, Psynergy and Adepts did not exist for the common people, so there were no divides to make anyone any different from anyone else, there were no common enemies and the people were friends to all.

The greatness of this time was not marked by great power and monuments or powerful empires, but by the beauty and simplicity of an enlightened civilization. Although they constructed large cities for people to dwell in, they were not yet that of the fabled cities of legend, but ones of peace and prosperity, not power and might. Buildings were not large and mighty, but small and beautiful, welcoming to all.

Major cities were walled off, and a grand, proud army was formed to defend the land from any adversaries that should ever intrude. The Grand Army of Pangea was large and well trained, but peaceful and simple, whose role was limited to police work and maintaining the peace, not a single troop had ever seen combat, during that ever lasting peace.

But this peace could not last. The Golden Realm, which housed the mighty elemental stars, sent ripples of Psynergy deep into the Great Void, beyond the land. The ripple of energy streamed out into the twisting nether and were felt by a terrible demonic god. Aginorin, the Great Deceiver, and the Destroyer of Life, felt the potent ripples and was drawn to their distant origins. Spying on the primordial world of Weyard and sensing the limitless energies of the elemental stars emanating from the Golden Realm, Aginorin was consumed by an insatiable hunger. The great, dark god Aginorin resolved to destroy the fledgling world and claim the power contained there as his own.

Aginorin gathered his vast demonic armies and made his way to the unsuspecting world of Weyard. The armies that followed him, this demonic legion of darkness, was compromised of millions of screaming demons, al ripped from the Great Void, roiled and burned at the thought of conquest. Many of the men throughout Weyard whose hearts were dark were swayed by the promises of power by Aginorin and joined with him. Finally Aginorin was ready to strike.

Aginorin began his catastrophic invasion of Weyard. The legions of darkness stormed the world of Weyard, and laid siege to mankind's sleeping cities. The demons and the corrupted men swarmed across the lands of Pangea seeking the gates to the Golden Realm leaving only ash and sorrow in their wake. Aginorin called from the Great Void searing balls of flame, that crashed like meteors of hell into the great cities that mankind created, leaving the once great cities in smoldering ruins. The demons were a band of burning, blood spilling killers. They marched across Pangea and slaughtered all that was in their path. Though the brave warriors of mankind rushed to defend their ancient homeland, they were defeated and forced to give ground inch by inch, before the fury of Aginorin's legions of darkness.

Thousands were slaughtered, and entire battalions destroyed as evil overran the land. All the large, beautiful cities of this time were destroyed, leaving only dusty craters, with what little survivors that remained were left alone and homeless.

Still the Grand Army fought on bravely, vowing to send the evil demons back into the void from whence they came. Though their defeats mounted and forces dwindled, they did not relinquish, putting full faith in the Wise One to guide them to victory. Honourably, they fought with all their strength in the front lines against the forces of darkness on the fields and in the captured or ruined cities, while they protected the civilians and refugees as the fled for safety behind them.

But they could not hold on forever. Many innocents and defenceless people were butchered by the thousands as demon spawn advanced, and the Grand Army could not defend them all, and were constantly forced to fall back, sometimes before the people had safely fled.

All the lands were covered in darkness and everything was destroyed in Aginorin's wake, leaving nothing behind untouched. Desperately, the people fled for the last safe refuge they had- Mount Aleph.

There, what remained of humanity hid within the caves and tunnels, while all the remaining might of the Grand Army prepared to make their last stand against Anignorin's might once and for all. Thousands of brave soldiers lined up on the hills, fields and cliffs on and surrounding Mount Aleph, bravely facing the impossible odds in one last glorious stand.

Although this was the last remnant of the Grand Army of Pangea, all gathered here in one place was the single largest battalion ever to fight in the war, foreshadowing that this would be the single greatest battle ever to take place, they were dwarfed in size by Aginnorin's legions.

Everywhere else in Weyard, darkness and demons held sway and Aginorin ruled with an iron fist, but in this one place, freedom stood like an abomination in his eye. So he amassed the full strength of his forces to make a final strike to wipe out humanity once and for all.

As darkness crept into the sky, and evil beings approached on all fronts, the Grand Army stood proud, even now supposedly unfazed and unafraid of their fate, determined to fight for their desired outcome. Sheltered by the soldiers, the last of humanity huddled together in the caves and awaited events with grim hearts.

There are no official records for what happened next, only legends of spoken words from those who claimed to have been there. Even though no one had any hope left in their hearts, and the army secretly believed in their hearts that the end had finally come, one person, some say brave others say crazy, started praying to the Gods, begging of Sol to save them. Soon a small group sat atop the peak, praying. This group soon became a large one, then a mass, then a throng, and soon everyone was calling up to the heavens for salvation, all throughout the caves of Mount Aleph. The people started singing songs of praise, and animals from their last food supply were offered as a sacrifice, while others joined the soldiers and rekindled their hearts with songs of praise, of war and defiance against defeat.

Aginorin's hoards approached the last of their enemies, and in a terrific charge, went into battle. No records remain of what transpired in that battle, save scant tales, but it was said that the fighting was so terrific and the casualties so terrible, that for centuries afterwards people could dig up scraps of armour and chunks of bone, human or otherwise.

With fire and defiance in their hearts, the brave soldiers went into battle unafraid, screaming defiance at the Dark Lord even into death, it is said. But it seemed that even now, even through all this, hope had died and the light of the land was lost. Demons pushed through the humans ranks and slaughtered the soldiers while they fought on bravely and the people continued praying, never running from their foes. Even children were said to have picked up whatever came to hand and stood to fight where they were even as they were struck down and their loved ones died.

But no matter how brave though they were, it seemed all in vain. As defeat seemed at hand, and the forces of Aginorin pushed in for one last charge against humanity, something happened, and event so spectacular and momentous that for centuries to come, children would hear tales of it, and no event transpired to match this occurrence.

It seemed that the prayers of humanity had been answered. Perhaps moved by the valour of humanity and touched by their helplessness, the heavens opened up and Sol sent salvation in the form of heavenly warriors, sent not just by Sol but all the other Gods as well. Mighty earth movers created incredible earthquakes that scattered the monsters, while powerful wind wielders cast tempest and lighting down, destroying hoards in the hundreds. Fighters with fire launched flames that incinerated all who dared approach them, and blue haired healers brought ice and water down, freezing any who defied them. With Fire and Ice, Earth and Wind destruction rained down upon Aginorin's followers.

These beings were in fact called the 'Alshman Lucid'. So incredible and decisive was this victory that very nearly all the forces of Aginorin were wiped out by the end, and Aginorin himself is said to have been defeated and forced to flee. These Adepts crushed all the might of darkness and within a year, they had completely eradicated Weyard of the scourge of the shadow.

When the battle had been won, they returned to the people to heal all the wounded and give them hope. The battlefield afterwards looked nothing at all like it had at the beginning, so ravaged by Psynergy had it been. Only the majestic Mount Aleph was untouched.

It was here that the Wise One spoke to the people for the last time before returning to the heavens. He declared that all people would be free to access Alchemy and wield Psynergy as the Adepts did, using this power of the gods. From now on, the Wise One could no longer interfere in the events of mankind, so they would have to guide themselves.

The people promised not to abuse this power, a gift from Sol and to remain united as they always had. This power was given to them, so that they could defeat Aginorin's forces, and always protect the land. They were shown how to rebuild and heal the world after Aginorins's destruction, using this Psynergy.

And so the Wise One left the world into the hands of man, and they promised to build a sanctum in Sol's honour, and a new mighty capital for their people on the slopes of Mount Aleph.

A/N: (MoR): Phew, okay then, that's done! Got one more chapter (originally the third chapter) that's good to go pretty soon and beyond that… well, we'll see. Leave a review, if it do ya.