《Haros Phase 1: The Birth of Time》


 Chapter 1: Ethera

    Inthebeginning, beforetimeandthought, there laynothing, a blank void devoid of any realms or movement. Nothingness in its purestform, notminds to judge or name its presence. A goldorbemerged, two entering the void. the first starsoflife within the void


    . They had come from another space, their realm and all the ones connected a seprate side of a coinunflipped until now. Their mother and father,Ezalis and Cathulis, had tasked them with a mission to conquer the unknowns of the void, as they once did in their space billions of years ago. Agnashaand Chithalis brought with them powers to create not in the way modern terms think of it, but insteada far deeper art that steamed from far before their time.


    An art called Symbical, a synchronized weaving of the fibers of space, which their minds became one with the void, empty and free of thought. It was not their minds who wove the threads, but the energy within themselves, Actliva, the essence. As they grew stronger, Agnasha and Chithalis were able to forge fabrics of space, though they had yet to find a way to create with them. Forging a realm from fabrics of space required more than just a seamstress or master tailor. To forge a realm is to create life, which is no easy task even for two as strong as Agnasha and Chithalis. They would have to look deeper than knowledge can see, find the heart of Syvina so they could feel through its pulse, minds one with its mind. Such a task came with risk, as all unknowns do, and not guarantee they would survive such raw and unruly powers. They still chose the task though, minds ready to face the unknowns of what was to come.


    Agnasha and Chithalis aligned with each other, letting go of all thought and emotion attached to their task. As their minds cleared their minds merged as one, bodies fusing to become a single star, light increasing until all they could see was white. A gold ball pulsed at its center, sending ripples of gold through the white. Agnasha and Chithalis felt its presence within their mind, pulling them in as the ball grew in size, encasing their light in gold dust.


    Agnasha and Chithalis reached towards the dust, white connecting to each gold particle. The dust glowed, light pulsing as it pressed against the white like a heart within its vessel. The gold turned to yellow as it merged with the white, forming orbs that twinkled like stars in the night sky. Agnasha and Chithalis felt a warmth flow through their veins, minds one with the energy of each orb. They could feel it¡¯s heart, yet could not touch it. The gold brightened, blinding their minds as they climbed their way through the orb¡¯s body, desperately trying to grasp hold of something taggable so they could see. A throbbing pulse filled the air around them, light weighing down like jaws upon tender flesh. This power was unlike any their minds had ever seen, destructive yet passive, millions of feelings and thoughts swirling within its gold, releasing with winds stronger than the hottest flames..Each particle of light had its own heartbeat and pulse, as though each one were living as separate beings within one, energy connected by the same fibers they had learned to weave and meld.


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    They drew their focus to each pulse, minds reaching for a connection to them. Their knowledge ran thin as Agnasha and Chithalis tried to connect with the life they felt within the gold dust. It grew brighter, pulse echoing through the space around them, each frequency slightly different than the rest.


    Agnasha and Chithalis listened to these pulses, vibrations echoing off their mind, calling to them in a form they had never heard before. Language, a parimiteve form even from primal¡¯s start6 of it. Noise played at just the right tone to create a pattern to generate curiosity, and with curiosity the yearning to know. Agnasha and Chithalis wanted so badly to know their sacred tongue, minds memorizing each pulse as it passed, slowly building repetitions to forge sets which curled over and over within them. Something within them began to grow as their minds fit each set together, pressing against every fiber within their bodies, until alast it burst, sending a blast through the gold. The pulses stopped, gold turning to white, then back to gold again. Had they done it? Had they spoken the sacred tongue?


    Agnasha and Chithalis paused for a moment, minds unsure how to react to this unknown force awaken within them. They drew upon the sets they found, releasing another pulse, this time in a more controlled fashion. The gold glowed brighter, sending a different pulse back. Agnasha and Chithalis tried again, this time with a different frequency. The gold replied with another vibration, and thus the symphony¡¯s dance began. Agnasha and Chithalis sent out first two, than four, than several at once, the gold replying to each one in a serenade of gentle blasts. It drew in closer, forming an orb around Agnasha and Chithalis, light filling the air to form one mass amongst the many.


    They had found one of many keys to life, the sacred tongue spoken by the orchestra, the conductor''s mastery placed upon them as the performance took to its second part. Strands began to form, reaching towards Agnasha and Chithalis as they wove their way around them, forging the womb within which their rebirth would come. Life it its pure is nothing to fear, even in its simple complexities. All that is needed is to know it¡¯s dance and make it sing, and in this moment, it will be born. Agnasha and Chithalis felt their minds merge with the minds of the glow, bodies turning to dust as their particles became a part of the gold. They felt every part of every particle around them, minds connected as one amongst the millions of the dust.


    A blur surrounded their sight as Agnasha and Chithalis began to stabilize, darkness coming into nfocus as their sight looked upon the void around them. Slowly they began to forge strands within the dust around them. The air shook nas the void began to crack, layers peeling away like skin offf of burning flesh. White beams poured from within it, swirling around as they clung to the gold strands, forcing them together to forge an orb. The orb began to spread, darkness turning to light as shards of the past became the birth of many futures to come, each forging invisible walls between each other.


    Agnasha and Chithalis had achieved what was once but a dream, and created the first of many thoughts within what once was an empty void, and gave birth to life. Ethera¡¯s birth the first era of life had begun, but at a cost Agnasha and Chithalis did not intend. When the void had shattered it brought forth an imbalance, one which if left unchecked could end all that Agnasha and Chithalis had started before its first steps were taken. The first lesson, Chaos.

 Chapter 2: Chaos

    Chaos, a creature born within the void of a fallen time, mind built upon what little fragments remind of the emptiness before light. A black slime oozed form her wounded body, burbling and popping as she slowly faded. The slime began to tremble, thickening to form thin twisted fibers, snapping and crackling as bone began to grow. A thin black snake emerged, a pair of wings bursting from it''s sides. Sludge oozed over them to form a film, stretching to cover all but one crooked point on each of the wings. The snack jerked violently, bulging as it began to expand. A sickly looking neck emerged, black burning out the end to form aa skill, horns jutting out from its sides, curling and twisting into thick gnarled clubs with charred points.


    The skull crackled, bone crumbling to reveal a sunken mouth and bloody slits, the center spurting black as it forged a short bulbous blob, crackling like fire upon wood as ash fluttered off it, center city lapsing to form an empty cavity. A crack emerged at the bottom of the skull, spreading to form aa crooked jaw, rotted lips oozing from it as jagged teeth emerged. Sluge shot from the newly form mmouth as a creature began his life, thrashing and straining as he let loose a deep booming roar, sending ripples across the air around him.


    His newly forged heart began to beat, rage flowing through is thick twisted veins, flooding his mind with his mother realm''s vengeance.  Chaos breathed deeply, drawing what remsin of his mother realm within himself, body groeing stronger as her shards fused with his skin, fourming jagged scales upon its surface. Chaos rise to face the light, letting loose a deafening boom, light shattering as darkness filled the air.


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    Ethera looked upon the darkness, a twisted sharp sensation shooting through her body. She scream as her body was ripped apart, mind fading as darkness surrounded her. Within every dark place there is always light, even if it''s too dim to see. As Ethera felt her mind fade she felt a hope rise from within, abd in this moment a new power''s birth. Light, the quintessential of her life. She filled the skies, pushing back the void. A low boom echoed through the air as chaos felt his powers dwindle, light turning his scales to dust, body melting into sludge again as it was pulled back to his mother''s womb. Light sealed the void, ripping it from Ethera''s realm, sealing it away to be forgotten in time.


    Light fell upon Ethera''s shards, slowly bringing them together with what little strength she still had. As the shards grew closer, they began to glow, gold dust forming streams like a seamstress''s thread, slowly weaving together to fill the gaps. A flurry of high and low pitched tones erupted from the shards as they sang to each other, glowing white as they fused to become larger peices, than one alast, crashing together as the symphony ended. A blast shooting from within, and Ethera was born again. Within this rebirth came Light, the essence of her life, and darkness, the essence of her death. Light and darkness set out together to forge their own realm, a place where they could be one as Ethera was, within the bodies of two. Light and darkness drew upon their connection to Ethera''s spirit and mind, using her knowledge to break from Agnasha and Chithalis''s realm, entering the void beyond.

 Chapter 3: Light and Darkness

    In the beginning there lay nothing, an empty sheet upon the drawing board of time, awaiting the stroke of the artist''s brush to paint its destiny, and sculpt the life who follows it. It was not one who painted this fate though, for one only knows half its picture. It was two who created this realm, Light, giver of life, and darkness, giver of death. Though they differ in ideas, they both chose to forge unity with each other, binding  themselves as one to create a masterpiece where both could live as one within two''s . Together they forged the 5 suns, giving each five  children planets to tend to. Light seeds of life within them to grow and flourish, and Darkness the seeds of death to take its life when time came for their flowers to wilt.


    They created a home for themselves at the center of the 5 suns, Agathina, or unity in their tongue. They bound their realm to Ethera, the threads that tie all realms to each other, creating what is known as the eternal continuum. Slowly each of the children''s planets grew, their life advancing to forge fins, feet, wings, and claws. Some chose the skies as their homes, others the grounds and seas. Some evolved to become more intelligent, riding up the ranks to sit atop the totem pole of life. They began to forage, learning to craft tools for hunting, and fire for cooking.


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    The realm of death soon became flooded with souls seeking new life within the children planet, as did the realm of life. Light and Darkness had achieved more from their dream than they had ever imagined possible, but the minds of tow can only tend to so many lives. They created ten guardians for each of the children''s planets, gifting each planet and its life with a part of their spirit. Five were given to the realm of death, for the souls who passed, and five to the realm of life, for the souls reborn again. Each guardian guided their realm¡¯s souls, teaching them to love, hate, laugh, and cry, but never to favor one over the other. Emotion may be strong over the mind, but it is only thought in the end, and a mind must learn to balance thought to maintain balance between light and darkness, as both we''re as much a part of them as life and death. One planet in particular flowered brighter than the others, a planet known as Haros, the first of the five mother planets orbiting the five suns, and the only one who held the key to a backdoor of Ethera. It is here where the real journey begins, for this was just the prequel to a far greater series to come.

 Chapter 4: Haros

    The Planet Haros had been first to be born from the Mother planets, and  the first  to evolve life beyond that of single celled organisms. They started as scaly bony fish, slowly evolving Jaws and months that opened and closed. Some evolved into plants, which the ones with mouths consumed for food. As some grew they began to eat smaller organisms, fins growing off their sides, slowly morphing into legs of four or more on some. The one with legs left the sea, exploring the lands above the waters. Some evolved to walk on two legs instead of four, and carried a stocky thick build. These beings where named Acindas, or the first ones, by the guardians, as they were first to develop skills known by modern knowledge to be sentient. Acindas forged unity within themselves, living as a single tribe amongst the forests. The guardians gifted their lands with an eternal light, teaching them to live in balance with mother Haros and father sky. As their knowledge grew they began to speak, forming words to name the trees and plants around them.


    "Tree," said one placing her hand on the towering slender stock which sprouted sticks and leaves as it descended into the heavens above.


    "Ground," One grunted, kneeling to touch the dirt below with his hand, slowly sifting the dirt between his fingers, eyes watching as new sensations filled his mind. The others began to repeat thrir eords, touching the same places they had. One named the dirt, another the air, one called out, "Sky," in excitement, pointing up towards the dun and the clouds above. Chatter and cheer erupted as  Acindas ran from place to place, speaking it''s name yo those nearby. One pointed to a stick mound with a hole in it, "Home," She said to her  young one plsving her hand on the hut. "Home," Said the young one touching the hut. The guardians watched as  Acindas began to craft tools, some forging weapons to move from forage to hunt as they learned to kill for food, crafting fire to roast meats and carved bowls from wood to eat from. Some grew beards and short plump bodies, others tall and slender with pointed ears, or little with brown furry feet.


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    As they began to grow wiser, some became defiant of the guardians, seeking to lead their own path Groups began splitting off, venturing to new and untamed lands beyond the great forests began to forge villages within the wilds, dividing themselves into territories ruled by tribes and clans. One called itself Dwarfs, choosing to tunnel deep into the mountains, creating massive cities only dreams could imagine, learning to craft from the gems and ore they dug. They learned to harness the powers of . One Named themselves the Elves, branching out to live amongst the forest outside their home woods, with elaborate labyrinths of bridges and homes in the trees above the forest floors. They became masters of stealth, fighting only as a last resort with accuracy not mortal being could match. The Littlest of them all, Skudzi, took refuge as nomads, moving across the prairies as each season''s food came and passed. One moved to the mountains, bodies stretching to twelve feet tall to accomidate the constant claims and higher altitude, muscles thick and heavy to carry their large build. These where the giants, stronger than the strongest of stone, and wise as the sun''s rays which fell upon their gnarled backs. Another moved to the valleys below, seeking to learn more of the secrets Haros had to offer. A philosopher of sorts, though they preferred to be known as sorcerers, summoners of powers so mighty they compared to that of the Acinas. Some Acindas chose to stay in the great forests, minds still loyal to the guardians''s teachings.


    The guardians saw the new clans as progress, as unity could still be kept within division. As with all divisions though, imbalance is bound to form. Conflict began to arise as the tribes expanded. The Elves had begsn to venture beyond their forests, seeking to claim new land to forge an empire where all tribes could live as one unified alliance, known as the Golden empire.