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I hope you enjoy my story
In the beginning, there was only one element. With only this one element, people could perform many different, powerful feats. Anyone who chose to could wield any magic they chose to, that is, if they were willing to take the risk. Mutation, illness, paralysis, weakness, loss of limbs, insanity, and irreversible memory loss were all fates suffered by benders who slipped up. Of course, these were not what people feared the most, for with one miscalculation, one could kill oneself. People begged the authorities to ban this retched practice; the numerous losses were too much for anyone to bear. And so it was, that energy bending was stopped. Only the current ruler could learn these techniques, and only for the purpose of not losing a great art form.
It was less than a century later when people discovered another way to perform magic. Studying various elements of nature, people learned to become one with an element, and bend it to their whim. On five separate land masses, separated by great oceans, the people created five different types of magic. They were content for almost a millennium, keeping to themselves and perfecting their arts, effectively creating five different nations. Unfortunately, contact was made.
The only problem was that the people were different. But, human nature says that what is different must be wrong. The world was launched into chaos. Battles were fought anywhere and anywhere, for any reason. People were brutally slaughtered for acts such as having the hiccups, slurping while eating noodles or even trying to act kindly towards strangers. Fear kept any sensible person from leaving their home.
There was, however, one individual who saw this as an opportunity. This individual was the monarch of a very powerful, and populace nation. He discretely gathered troops and planned to take control over the whole world. The other nations were unprepared for such an attack, and even when they managed to gather troops, they fell victim to infighting. The other four victimized leaders decided to work together (an act which showed great desperation) to rid themselves of this evil. They were able to use their meagre energy bending talents to fuse their spirits together, creating a powerful being who could wield four elements. This being smut the tyrant, and locked their his away in the shadow of the world. There they have remained for the last three thousand years.
A first chapter will be up soon, it's longer longer and has actual story to it, whereas this is the historical data that needs to get shoved down your throat before this story begins.
As nothing has happened yet, I don't expect reviews, but feel free to tell me what you think if you feel like it.
By the way, before you correct my spelling, could you please make sure that it's not a matter of American vs. non-American spelling as I am not American, thank you.
