It had been many, many years on Earth.
So long people had forgotten it was once called that... 'Earth'.
They were years full of greatness. Prosperity. Luxury. Wealth.
Humanity was able to make scientific discoveries that had never once even been thought of.
We took to the stars, settling upon other planets as our own was already overcrowded.
Society developed in ways that were almost impossible to comprehend. Lifespan Tripled.
It was called the Traveller. We could understand why; with such its vast array of knowledge.
It was a miracle. It showed like a God among mere mortals.
In such a time, one could call it the golden age of Humanity.
But... All good things must come to an end.
And it did.
A creation of our own, A Warmind, noticed it first. It prepared for battle.
Indeed, something came. We do not know what it was. It didn't even hold a form nor a shape to call it a 'thing'.
Instead, it was like a dark thunder rolling in. Consuming everything in its path within its black jaws of certain death.
So we simply called it The Darkness.
As would any prospering civilisation, we fought back. We fought with everything within our power.
We thought we were ready for war. We thought we could win.
We were gravely mistaken.
Across the entire Solar System, the stench of Death hung heavy. The death of our people. the death of Humanity.
In sorrow, we called it 'The Collapse'.
We were utterly annihilated. Our Warminds destroyed, with our greatest shutting down and leaving billions of people to die.
So badly, we were threatened with complete Extinction.
But it seemed we had back-up.
The back-up of the Traveller.
Light & Darkness. We have all seen it fight many times.
After all, when we turn on a lightbulb a battle between the darkness and light of the bulb is immediately begun and ended abruptly in seconds.
But never on a scale like this.
This...
Was a battle that only the highest beings of existence could fight.
And it was Glorious!
So glorious in fact, that it is simply too hard to describe. The feeble Human mind would break simply trying to understand what it was seeing.
Alas, this battle also ended...
We may have won the war, but at a grave cost. The Traveller.
With its last breath, it created the Ghosts. In them, holding its final wish: To give light to its chosen people.
Unfortunately, we had to fight an enemy we had never expected.
Human Greed.
The first of the resurrected were terror incarnate; Warlords in every meaning of the name. But just as quickly as the tormentors came, did our saviours arrive.
The Iron Lords.
They fought off our oppressors and quickly established a safe haven beneath the Traveller. The first Guardians.
Rallying together all those chosen by the light they built the city upon which we tread and began to take back our lands from the minions of darkness.
Starting with the pirate Fallen. A name fitting for those not chosen by the Traveller during its last voyage. We drove them away from our walls. The Iron Lords were shown to be almost invincible.
Unfortunately, their time also came.
Rasputin. A Warmind built by us, now against us. It held secrets from long ago, yet wouldn't help us. In fact, it attacked us with something it didn't even fully understand.
In the end, The Iron Lords and their second generation; The Iron Wolves, sacrificed themselves in order to save us from a threat that would have obliterated us all. Only three survived the ordeal.
In their death, a new leader rose up, having been gaining fame through his help with the City. He formed the Consensus and the Vanguard in order to further help and develop the City while keeping order between the Factions.
His name was the Speaker, for he spoke to the people from the traveller. But he wished only to be called Ozpin. We have no idea why, still to this day.
More battles are fought and won, with the Guardians growing in strength and bursting with the power of light to push back the Darkness. It also seems that we were not alone.
The Awoken & the Faunus. Humans that were changed during the glorious display of Light & Darkness. They had come across a singularity during the climax of the battle and had been changed greatly. With their help, the Fallen were scattered like sheep across the Earth.
In turn, we helped them fight and win the war they had with another Fallen clan. Their Queen & Kell, Raven Sov, seems to be in cahoots with Lord Shaxx. Their relationship is unknown but it seems that they are not together currently due to the nature of their opposing tasks.
Once we were done with the Fallen, more minions of the Darkness came to attack our City.
Minions that were much more powerful than anything the Fallen had ever thrown our way.
The Hive and The Grimm.
We had been warned of them arriving by a Guardian who had been to the Moon and back, having found a Darkness like no other and collecting it's Chitin as a reward.
We didn't arm ourselves in time, but we were much more ready than before.
With so many Guardians, we had quickly spread out to try and take back our land across Earth, Remnants of what our civilisation used to be. Kingdoms had been built and more Guardians had been trained for combat.
But this was a Darkness that was much harder to face.
They came in full force at us, their very existence made to thrive on the Light we had. We had never expected such an enemy so hard to kill, yet we were able to repel them into areas that had been stolen by us from the Fallen. While we won, we had also lost quite the many Guardians.
but this only got worse when our Consensus had become arrogant and hot-headed.
Lord Shaxx attempted to stop them; showed them his report of the Battle of the Burning Lake.
They didn't listen to His cries. They should have.
We call it 'The Great Disaster'. Because that was all it could be called. A complete waste of life, effort and Light.
The Consensus launched an offensive to reclaim their precious moon. What awaited them was the pure unadulterated horror of the Darkness.
A Prince of Hive & Grimm; Crota, Son of Oryx and Eater of Hope, was waiting for them. He brutally eradicated the Guardians with his army of Hive and Grimm monsters, with a Sword that drained all light on the Moon. The Guardians hadn't stood a chance.
In a display of power, to spite the Human Race, Crota broke the moon into pieces, visible enough even from Remnant.
Yes, we began to call it that. Until the day we could fully reclaim our lost planet, we would call it Remnant; to remind ourselves of what we were.
The Consensus was humbled, but at the price of hundreds of Guardians. They issued a full-scale retreat and ordered the Moon to be off-limits.
But the Traveller didn't see that as enough. It cursed the so-called Speaker for his error in judgement. While we all felt sympathetic, he became much more proactive in Guardian duties and played his Role as Speaker much more efficiently.
Shaxx, having studied the Hive and wanting to avenge all those who had fallen to the Darkness's power, began developing the art of blade-smithing, finding a way to reverse-engineer the Darkness of the Hive swords and combat them with weapons of Light.
Eventually, he was known as the Blade-Singer; able to craft weapons that channelled Light through any bladed weapon he had forged. Being the generous man he was, he gave all his knowledge to the public; sharing it with anyone who would want to know.
He also found something that was much more powerful than ordinary ammunition.
Dust.
Shaxx himself continued to tell everyone that he doesn't understand what it is, but by combining his own Light with Crystals he had found while searching through a cave where Fallen had been hiding, he could convert the Crystals into the purest form of all the elements. It seemed to have been a side-effect from the Last Breath of the Traveller.
It was an amazing discovery that immensely aided the Guardians and with the help of the Schnee Company, the found a way to mine & mass produce it while making it accessible to everyone. Other people began to replicate the process and mined their own Dust, in hopes of making a quick profit off of Guardians.
Guardians live now in much more peaceful conditions than before. Making a living by killing targets of high-priority, scouting out planets and patrolling the borders of Settlements, they prepare eagerly to take back their world.
But they don't see the Darkness as I do. Blindfolded, may I be, but I see now better than I ever have seen before.
And what I see, I pray upon the Silver-Eyed Warriors of the Iron Lords and Wolves, will not come to pass.
Or Humanity will be erased.
~ A Brief History by Eris Morn.
The reader closed the Book and stretched while she yawned, the light of dawn spilling in through the windows of her room. she could smell the scent of food cooking; licking her lips in hunger.
"Ruby! Breakfast's ready!" A voice shouted, to which Ruby finally opened her eyes. A bright silver that seemed to outshine the sun.
"I'm up, Dad!"
Ruby jumped out of bed, rushing out of her room and bounding down the stairs in her rabbit pyjamas and matching slippers. She headed into the kitchen, sitting next to a girl with glistening blonde hair. Ruby immediately began playing with the hair as she giggled in delight until the owner pulled it away from her.
"You know that I don't let anyone except dad touch my hair, right?"
"Of course, Yang my dear sister, but I'm an exception!"
"Alright, enough teasing you two. here's your grub. Eat up."
"Morning Dad!" Both girls said in response.
The hulking figure of a man entered the room, holding a plate in each hand. He laid it in front of the two girls who were almost drooling with hunger and had their cutlery at the ready. The begin to snatch up their food, which makes their father laugh. He goes and returns with two cups of milk.
"Don't rush it, girls or it'll come straight back-up."
They nod with their mouths full and eat slower, eventually finishing their food and gulping down their milk. Ruby and Yang proceed to have a belching contest which causes them to giggle as their father rolls his eyes at their humour.
"Okay, that's enough, off to the bath, you two. You have School to attend and I have Crucible matches to host."
"Hey, dad, how come we can never come with you?" Yang sighed as she got out of her chair.
"Because you two would be a complete nuisance and completely distract me." He replied, taking their plates and cups. "Now off you go. I'll see you later at the Ceremony."
"Okay, Lord Shaxx."
"Hey! Don't let me come and get you!"
The girls giggled as they ran up the stairs to the bathroom. Shaxx sighed as he began to wash away the dishes.
"Kids these days... Growing up too fast."