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Chapter IV

Ancient History

Part II

"Arianwen had been the last of the first generation of deities that was born. From her is where the second generation came to be. But that is for another time, dear Harry, for now let's focus on the finishing touches of the universe as well as the planet that you are currently residing in shall we?"

After Arianwen's birth the gods decided to stop having children for a while, they decided to raise Arianwen first, as she was a very peculiar deity. She had actually been born a babe, unlike the others who had been born as childlings or already in their adult years. Arianwen seemed to age slower than the others, and she was much more needies as well. Hence why all the deities settled with just raising her and spoiling her.

While they took care of Arianwen, they also took care of the world they had created. Aehlandys, Seigdral, Zark, and Maelinn collaborated with one another and created the energy known as magicka, the eternal energy and essence that encompassed and filled all matter and mass within the land, sea, and sky or this world. The world became dependent on the magickas that had been created for it. The magicka was so potent, so natural, so vivid that it gained sentience and from its sentience it gained physical embodiment. Thus the newest deity came to be, from the very essence of magicka and the sentience behind it; Psyruk, god of magicks, guardian of the void, came to be.

Galae, Shikzom, Kaihla, Eraíl, Aehlandys, and Zayae all created nature, they created the very beings that are in tune with nature, they created the wildlife that now resides within the world. They created the rivers, the lagoons, the lakes, the fields of grasslands. They created the natural events as well; storms, the hurricanes, tornados, rain, hail, snow.

The world was being shaped as the gods wanted it to be shaped. They were making progress, so much progress that they couldn't help but admire their work so much, that they decided that there needed to be more than just animals and plant life living there. Other beings needed to be there as well, they had to be intelligent, they had to be able to rationalize and make decisions for themselves, just as the gods had.

Aehlandys came up with a name for the beings; Maena (or as translated now; ancients). She shaped them to be beautiful creatures. The Maena were created from a drop of her blood mixed with a dew from Galae's sacred tree; The Gwyn'Laí Tree. The creatures were tall, graceful, they were beautiful. Long golden hair, bright yellow eyes that shined with curiosity and a thirst for knowledge, high cheek bones, long fingers and aristocratic necks, alabaster skin to finish it all. They were regal creatures, favored by all the gods, but out of all the gods, Adalynn favored them the most, and made them even more beautiful.

The Maena were the starting point of civilization for the mortal realm. They had been blessed by the gods with longevity and high endurance. For many centuries they lived in peace, they only studied and philosophized, they cared for nothing else but making progress and earning the favor of their gods.

The Maena received many gifts from the gods.

Aehlandys created them, and gave them the power to create.

Galae gave them land and sheltered them.

Kalim gave them the ability to think.

Naes allowed them to view her realm with wonder as she shoed them the workings of the cosmos. She also blessed them with protection while in her realms as she kept a vigilant eye out while they rested.

Videvik was their awakening from the realm of his sister.

Silim was the beautiful phenomenon they experienced if they woke up early before Videvik took him place, and before Naes left entirely.

Lys was their light, their guidance, the brightest star, the one they followed should they ever get lost.

Shikzom allowed them in his domain, as they bathed and drank from his waters.

Kaihla gave them materials in order to make clothing and she gave them the ability to produce their food by allowing them into her realms and take the seeds of her fruits and plant them.

Zark gave them swiftness and nimbleness.

Maelinn gave them order, as they created their own rules by which to govern themselves.

Araida blessed them with love, so they loved all things and prayed for the animals they killed.

Zayae allowed them to breathe and allowed the wind to hit their faces comfortingly when they needed it.

Seigdral gave them the ability to use all their energy, and the ability to let them go past their limits.

Adalynn blessed them with beauty, and allowed them to see the beauty in everything.

Eraíl would awe them with his showmanship and wild concerts of thunder and lightning.

Mynnae went against the gods' wish and in secret planted the seed of lust in them. She had always been favored by Haoss and she always loved to stir trouble.

Railom gave them mortality, and access to his realm once they were at their ending years.

Psyruk blessed them with the ability to use magicka, he flooded the magicka through their veins, he intermixed it with their blood and the very food and water they ate and drank, he filled their lungs with the power of the void as he blessed them and made them symbiotically dependent of magicka.

Arianwen was much too young to bless them with anything but her presence, which they adored and came to love after many lessons from Aehlandys and Railom.

Many years soon passed, and the ancient gods were growing tired and bored of their duties, the world thrived thanks to them and they received prayers and offerings daily. But they were immortal, they grew bored and restless of their creations soon. Their boredom and irritation mixed with their auras of frustration created other life forms. These however were much less beautiful and fair than the Manae, these were beings that were extremely tall, they overshadowed many of the Manae with their height and their width as well, these were beings that were muscular and burly as well as very dreadful in appearance. Their unappealing appearance made the gods turn away from them, regardless of the fact that they were just as competent and had as much potential as the Manae. The gods were shallow beings, and if they had managed to create something so ugly in a world this beautiful, it deserved no attention from them, nor did it deserve a place in the world.

The Myn'Rokta, or the forsaken ones, that was what they named themselves. They learned things and gained knowledge from the goddess Mynnae, whom had taken a…liking to them. In reality she pitied them, but she also saw them as a means to cause some chaos and have blood spilt. Oh how her many great grandfather would love this! Haoss would love to bathe in the chaos and discord that she would cause with her powers of lust.

Mynnae easily enthralled the strongest of the Myn'Rokta and soon enough had the chieftain wrapped around her thumb, doing her bidding in any way she pleased. She mated with him in order to gain a godling that would be the start of what she had planned. Mynnae did indeed become impregnated with the Myn'Rokta chieftain's child and she soon gave birth to a fully grown barbarian of a god. The god's skin was putrid green, his height was that of a fully grown tree, he easily overshadowed many of the male gods in Aehlandys' court. His teeth were misshapen and some even missing, he had two elonged canines protruding from the bottom row of teeth, he was of a burly stature, nasty black greasy hair, his ears were pointy and missing some parts, almost as if something bit them off. He had on a bronze rusted helmet and armor that were dull and did not shine at all, his eyes were thin, and of the color red, his face was in a permanent snarl, which made him look more animalistic that he already was. This god, was what caused the ancient civilizations to go extinct, this god caused all the troubles for the world. This god had no purpose but to destroy, this god was Korrock, god of destruction, damnation, and eater of souls. The ancient texts called him The Dark One, he was a smart and cunning god, regardless of what his physique spoke about him, he was not all brawn and no brain, no, he was both. He systematically caused the destruction of both civilizations as well as the destruction of the world as the Maena and Myn'Rokta knew it. Him and his famous sword; Apocalypse, and Haoss; who'd become his steed, were the cause of many problems.

It started slowly, the Maena were decreasing in numbers very slowly, but their population was still at a large number. They were only losing the eldest of the Maena, those who'd been around for 500 or more years. Thus no one gave it any mind, not even the gods. Except the ones who knew, Mynnae and Haoss. They knew that Korrock was doing this, and they were ecstatic, they knew that none of the other gods knew about his birth, and his power would soon outclass Aehlandys' own as the Myn'Rokta sacrificed offerings to him since his birth. He was their only god, and he blessed them with his vile powers, he gave them their powers of battle, their strength and longevity, he made them a mortal version of him. Some of them grew to be giants even, standing at twenty feet and weighing more than 500 pounds of muscle. The women had also been blessed with the powers of Korrock, they were feral and swift in battle, they could kill and keep killing, just like their male counterparts. Korrock made no exceptions and showed no favoritism, he was a just god, regardless of him being a being of pure hatres, destruction, and chaos. If you were not strong, you were useless. He had no room for useless followers. He destroyed all that were useless and incompetent.

Summers and Winters passed, and the Maena's elder members were disappearing at an alarming rate now. They had no idea what to think of it, or who could have done it. The gods merely paid no mind, saying that all was well and that there was nothing to be distraught over. They were elders, their lifespan had simply ended. But the Maena knew better, they knew that something was happening, so they started putting down their books, unless it was to write something down, and started meditating and gaining a grasp of understanding with their magicka and the magicka in the air. The earliest spells and incantations and enchantments were soon made, and written down in the Old Language within their texts for generations to come to learn about them.

A few weeks after the Winter Solstice, the Maena finally discovered whom had been responsible for their people's deaths. They had come upon a group of Maenan children dead, mutilated, and maimed, and there upon the snow, was the symbol of the Myn'Rokta, they could feel the dark energies within the air. After a mass funeral pyre, they began enhancing their spells, they ignored the world around them but their gods, to whom they prayed and gave offerings for.

These events were the beginnings of a the greatest and most horrifying event within that time that led to the destruction of the world. The Ark'Tuin Marrahx; The Blood Feud, the war between the Maena and the Myn'Rokta would lead to many earth shattering battles and heroic deaths, all that were recorded by a now-grown Arianwen, as well as the first-hand encounters of the generals of the Maena.

With this war, came the destruction of the land, it divided it up into continents, small isles formed and the sea was also a victim, it was no longer full, it was divided into oceans, and rivers, an dmany other bodies of water. But there was also one part that was cut off from the world, the Larrkion Sea, which was filled with the remains and blood of the Maena and Myn'Rokta.

The gods too entered battle, Korrock proved to be able to match them all combined however. Haoss and Mynnae had also joined the Myn'Rokta and battled against their family. The blood shed was horribly beautiful, as the gods' holy blood fell and sprayed the seas, forests, and many other land formations.

All this bloodshed created more and more races, however they were all young, and they did not participate in the Ark'Tuin Marrahx, they were protected by Arianwen who stayed out of the war, very far away, she had seen this in a prophecy, she knew what she had to do, and it was not her destiny to fight.

The war ended with only one Maena and one Myn'Rokta standing and still fighting. The Maena was Lys'Aond; of Light's grace. The Myn'Rokta w Shrok'Inkurr; Destruction's might. They were both the end of their civilizations, and of their eras. They were their people's leaders, and the last ones of their respective races.

The place where they battled is now believed to be on the lost continent of Ulmnaír.

As for the gods, all that fought fell in battle, with the exception of Arianwen, whom was in hiding with the new races in order to be able to govern and help the world survive this tragedy. The last ones to remain standing were Aehlandys and Railom, while Korrock, Mynnae, and Haoss were there as well. Aehlandys and Railom managed to off Mynnae and incapacitate Haoss fairly quickly, despite their own injuries. Korrock merely laughed at their folly and advanced towards them, he sliced Railom and destroyed him completely, turning him into nothing but cosmic dust.

Korrock had then set his sights on Aehlandys, who was still standing, bearthing heavily and with a furious expression upon her blood covered visage. Korrock charged at her, his sword held high as he brought it down in a full swing. However, Aehlandys was not going to die or fell without destroying this abomination, as soon as Korrock had stepped within a few meters of her, she dropped to her knees and an array appeared around them both, her blood fueled the magicks of it and she managed to mortally and permanently wound and cripple Korrock, before she sealed him within herself.

Thus the Blood Feud wars ended, but the world was descended to chaos again, as Haoss recovered and galloped around the universe spreading his chaos everywhere. Aehlandys could do nothing as she felt her life force going away, before she could collapse, she sealed herself away within the isle of Arxim, and placed many enchantments and wards on it, she also levitated the isle towards the edge of the cosmic plane, so that none could find her or so that Korrock would never get out.

Thus the Haeon Era ended, and the era of Aeons commenced, with Arianwen in the center of it all, making changes and fixing the world. Her first decision was to make a godling immediately. She grabbed one of the newly created childlings from the newly birthed races and made him drink the last remaining dew from the Gwyn'Laí Tree, and mixed it with her godly blood, and the magicka within her, thus she created a beautiful new godling. The child was male, hair messy and as black as the night sky, alabaster skin, violet eyes, long black eyelashes, and pointed ears. His name was Tempus, but his power was to great for a body so small, and for a being so young, his power split in two, and a being from him was created, she looked like him but with a girlish figure, her name was Tempora. Thus Arianwen began the cycle for the new era, by creating the God/Goddess of Time, Space, and Wisdom.

Harry once again found himself back in the nothingness of the abysmally dark space that was his companion's domain. He was extremely quiet, in fact, he had no idea what to say. He gazed at her, his eyes shining with disbelief and curiousity. Laari'Ai had a calm expression on her face as she felt his gaze on her.

"…I don't know what to say," said an overwhelmed Harry.

"I figured you wouldn't, dear Harry," she replied, her eyes closed and her expression still calm as she hovered in front of him.

Harry then slumped into the chair that was still there from the last break time from this history lesson about this world. He tiredly rubbed his eyes before asking in a resigned manner, "What's the next lesson?"

"The next lesson will just be a short quick one, about the current gods and races. I shall be in contact with you in the near future and explain more about the history of this place, as you are currently nowhere near civilization within the physical realm of reality," explained an eerily calm Laari'Ai, which Harry found a bit disturbing, as he had gotten used to her cheery personality which strangely reminded him of Luna back home.

Harry sat back within the chair and rested his head against the back cushion, he closed his eyes as he sorted the information away within his mind thanks to his Occlumency, "I'll need a few moments to be able to process this in order to move on, lest I be overwhelmed with information."

Laari'Ai suddenly smiled her cheerful smile that Harry had gotten accustomed to in such a short time knowing her, "Very good Harry! You are learning now finally! Unlike last time when you wanted to move on rather quickly."

"Whatever," was his rather curt reply, as he shot a sour look at her.

"Now, now, no need to be all mean," she wiggled her finger at him like a teacher would a student, but with a friendly and somewhat mocking smile on her visage.

Harry sighed and ruffled his already messy hair and asked, "Can we just move this along?"

"Are you done sorting everything?"

"If it saves me the trouble of dealing with you at the moment, I think I'll just manage the inevitable headache I'll get from all this information," deadpanned Harry.

Laari'Ai pouted and harrumphed, "Then no. I should just make you suffer by creating a nightmare for you where Snape is in a pink tutu and dancing Swan Lake with that poof Dumbledore!"

Harry's eyes widened comically and he was immediately in front of her kneeling down and taking her hands in his own and kissing them while vigorously shaking his head, "No! I'm sorry…your Godship, I'll never offend you again."

While still surprised by the speed in which he had moved with, she blushed a bit as she felt his lips graze her skin. She looked away and said, "Alright, you're forgiven this time… but only because you remembered to use the word godship like I commanded you to last time."

Harry let out a relieved breath and stood back up to meet her height, "Alright, I'm ready for my next historical lesson."

Larri'Ai nodded and pressed her forehead against his, their eyes closing at the same time, before everything went…well, black again.

Harry then saw the image of Arianwen and the two twins, Tempus and Tempora sitting in a large glowing room, with a silver glowing orb in the middle.

"This is your final lesson for now Harry, this is how the current gods came to be, the beginning of the Aeon era…."

Til next time.

EMR

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