《Knowledge is Power: A》


 The Prologue

    The humans were dead. the human had enslaved him millennia ago trying to discover the root of demonic power. he were known as enki for his amorphous form. Then the House of life found hum. he were the first demon of magicks. demons of battle Had come and gone with the ages but he remained. Nowadays people referred to you as the genie because you could fulfill any command. When Pr-ankh Taught humans magic everything failed. the delicate balance failed and humans chose to enslave our kind. Nammu was the first to fall. He had fought against them and was taken. The Pr-ankh taught them How to steal Magicka and Nammu only had enough to sustain his existence. He was threatened and caved.


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    he was the last to fall. Thousands of generations had tried to capture him. So He chose to fight back. The humans made better and better weapons and Pr-ankh was believed to the only god. He were called satan. he fought but eventually Pr-ankh remembered His weakness. If he burned the books you would do anything in your power to stop him. It took a short visit to china and He was captured. A human was a magi and decided that his power was worth the trouble. As the original demon of Magicks anything they made you do was impossible to Undo by anyone except for him. so when the man


    Tome ofha?dut

 The war Of gods and mortals.

    The sound of dripping echoed through the room. Beings not meant for mortal eyes looked at an incomprehensible light. The light attempted to speak. When It opened its mouth the light flickered. The Creatures of chaos cheered.


    The being chained to the ground was the god of a man. It had taken the extinction of several races and knowledge of weapons mortals can¡ät survive to capture it. Now the Creatures all gathered before the pit of infinity, with a being that had enslaved them for millennia in front of them. The magick and war had hardened them into cruel beings That took joy in the suffering they caused. They were known as The dark ones. Although they were the lucky ones.


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    Location: bottom of the pit of infinity


    The urns that contained Us were moving. The leaders of the current world religions were supposed to keep them contained By draining their power for miracles and selling it to priests in return for faith. If they hadn¡ät bent space in from their Urns they would have been drained every few years. Luckily or unluckily the first of Magick had been caught recently. He would be put here as a reward for anyone daring enough to journey there.


    then the wards shattered.

 The war Of gods and mortals.

    The sound of dripping echoed through the room. Beings not meant for mortal eyes looked at an incomprehensible light. The light attempted to speak. When It opened its mouth the light flickered. The Creatures of chaos cheered.


    The being chained to the ground was the god of a man. It had taken the extinction of several races and knowledge of weapons mortals can¡ät survive to capture it. Now the Creatures all gathered before the pit of infinity, with a being that had enslaved them for millennia in front of them. The magick and war had hardened them into cruel beings That took joy in the suffering they caused. They were known as The dark ones. Although they were the lucky ones.


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    Location: bottom of the pit of infinity


    The urns that contained Us were moving. The leaders of the current world religions were supposed to keep them contained By draining their power for miracles and selling it to priests in return for faith. If they hadn¡ät bent space their Urns they would have been drained every few years. Luckily or unluckily the first of Magic had been caught recently. He would be put here as a reward for anyone daring enough to journey there.


    then the wards shattered, releasing the thieves hoping to steal what they believed was great treasure. We laughed from our golden urns buried under piles of enchanted silver and liquid magic. we drank up the interesting memories and infused the rest into space and time.