Long ago, magic wasn't as prevalent as it was today. Magic still existed then, just in small corners of the world. Those who practiced it hid from the world in fear of ridicule or worse, death. Our history played out like it did in your world, but it soon diverged.
A cataclysmic event happened! This major event would later be called the Phase. An event where the different worlds and realms began to phase into each other. No one could understand why this was happening. They knew if it didn't stop, most, if not all life - not just on earth but all the worlds and realms - would be wiped out.
So, in the hopes that it could be stopped, a witch and a warlock were chosen from their group, along with a mage and a sage also chosen by their respective groups. During this a sorcerer and a normal human set out on a quest to stop the worlds and realms from colliding with each other, unaware of the other party assembling. Nonetheless all hoped to set everything back to the way it was. Sadly, they remain nameless as all their names were lost to time.
Soon the parties would meet and travel to the center of the chaos. All were exhausted, having dealt with trials and tribulations. They were so close! Yet the further they went, the more the Sorcerer felt uncomfortable. They soon reach a room pure harsh white in color. In the center of this room, a giant muddy red, purple, and yellow crystal stood, marring the room's otherwise pure appearance the crystal bridged the ceiling and floor, the top and bottom starting to spread out.
Something wasn't right. As they finally made it to the apex, the sorcerer turned to the party. The people he'd come to call friends. And as he did so, he was struck down.
The Human had stabbed him with an enchanted blade he had given him. The human controlled by the Warlock. The Witch explained that the she and the Warlock were chosen so they could bring down humanity and all that opposed them as well as their group, so they could rule. Letting the darkness do as it may. As she finished, she was attacked by the Sage, forgotten until now.
The Witch barely managed to dodge the attack, his blade grazing her cheek. The Warlock released his control on the Human so he could focus on protecting the witch. The Mage kept screaming they would stop them and banish all who opposed the light and how the sage and her should rule not them and their pathetic cult. The poor Sorcerer laid there, unable to move. the pain from where he was stabbed too great, the blood loss too fast. The Human, who had dropped to the ground, final reawoke.
The Human was shocked to see what was going and rushed to the Sorcerer's side. The Sorcerer explained the best he could, but he was bleeding heavily. The Human did the best he could to heal the Sorcerer, but with the fighting happening he could only do so much. So, with the last bit of strength the Sorcerer had, he asked the Human one final request.
And with that request, the Human helped the Sorcerer to his feet, and helped him make his way to the center of the room. By the time the other four realized what was happening, it was to late. The sorcerer had cast one last spell. The spell broke the crystal into a thousand shards. The fallen pieces of crystal swirled around the Sorcerer and soft white light begin to emanate from him. He turned towards his friend, the Human, and He gave him a sad smile. The Human knowing what was to come, only nodded his head and ran from the room as fast as he could.
No one knows for sure what happened next, but the last words the human was suspected to have heard as he ran were,
"It is done." Before there was a loud roar. Thunder cracked the sky, the wind beginning to whip up! The ground crumbling behind the human as he ran. He heard the screams from the Witch, Warlock, Sage, and Mage, but he kept running. When all had seemed to calm down, he finally stopped to catch his breath.
He glanced behind him for just a second. Then he'd keep running. But what he saw made him stop in his tracks. Before him, high up in the sky. A giant circle of light cut through the dark clouds, getting bigger by the second. He could see a crystal clear bright blue sky. And just below that; the creature that made it.
It was a dragon! It's scales pure white. 5 orbs floated in a circle around its neck each one a different color. They were red, blue, green, yellow, and finally purple. It had golden fur around its neck as well. It's claws also a golden in color. It had silver horns that curled up and out like that of an elk. Its enormous wings flapped gracefully, almost looking like it had to barely flap its wings to stay aloft. I let a power but oddly gentle and melodic roar.
Then all of a sudden everything when white. The Human heard The Sorcerer's voice. The Human opened his eye to see the Sorcerer standing there with a soft smile. The Human was so happy to see him. He went to go hug him, but the Sorcerer stopped him. That soft smile had turned into a sad one. He said,
"I'm sorry, but I can't. I'm must go. My body is no more, the others are gone as well. But with this little time left I need to tell you something." And with that the Sorcerer explained. That he was able to pull the worlds apart. But not restore them to how they once were. And how it was up to him now. And how he is sorry for what have this happened. Once he finished the Human hug him.
"Rest my friend, I will take it from here, it's ok." The Human whispered to the Sorcerer.
"Thank you." Tears streaming down his cheeks. The soft smile returning to his face.
"No, my friend. Thank you." He said as the Sorcerer body dissolved away. The light fade away. And the world turned to normal. The Human makes his way home, a lone. Not in eternity, little orange tabby cat trotting behind him. Some say the tabby was the Sorcerer's spirit. Become the first Totem.
As time passed people and place learn to adapt. Thanks to the Human, now a Wizard. He lived a long happy life, helped both normal and magical beings learn to get along. Founding the first open to all magic school. He eventually past away. Some say he turn into a cat totem like the Sorcerer. To keep an eye on us.
Our story truly starts 13 years later. A little 4-year-old girl, who was picked on for communicating with spirits. Now 17 and is now attending Tabby Magicians School. Walking home from another day of school is about to have a chance in counter.
