A story of truth and begginings

A story of truth and beginnings

Ten thousand years ago the goddess added a sixth jewel to her crown of worlds. It was a shimmering purple crystal brimming with more life and light than any of the other worlds embedded in the crystalline crown always vigilantly resting upon her golden head of hair.

The new world was given the name Anoria, meaning shimmering beauty in the language of the goddess and her servants.

Two creatures were created to take care of this world, to make sure the crystal in wich Anoria rested continued to shine.

The guardian of the crystal, one of these two creatures, was given control of light and magic in the world of Anoria, and assigned the crystal Arinta to contain it.

The guardian of the flame, the other creature created to take care of the new world, was given control of the life in Anoria and assigned the flame Atnira to contain it.

Eight thousand years passed peacefully in the new world, elves, humans and creatures unbeknownst to the inhabitants of the other worlds lived in perfect harmony and all was well until a darkness not from this world slipped through the tiniest imperfection, the smallest crack, in the jewel of Anoria, and darkened the perfect world. The guardians knew there was only one thing to be done, and assigned a new, powerful magic to Arinta and Atnira. This allowed them to make an elf more powerful, to become something almost as powerful as the guardians themselves.

This new magic found two elves more worthy and powerful than any others, the water elf Nikora, and the fire elf Arokin, and gave them magic beyond even the most creative dreamer's imagination.

Nikora and Arokin banished the darkness from the world of Anoria, but the new magic of Arinta and Atnira still remained, and so, every hundred years, two exceptionally worthy elves are chosen by Arinta and Atnira and given the magic of light and life.

These chosen ones are called angels and dragons, and for one thousand six hundred years they ruled Anoria in peace, truth and power, until a dragon betrayed her sacred mission and killed an angel.

War broke out between the dragons and the angels, and many battles were fought in the deserts and forest between The Ruby Temple and The Golden Palace. Many loyal elves, humans and pegasi were killed on the battlefield. The dragons and angels themselves were tougher, and in the four hundred years the battles have been raging not a single one of them has perished on the battlefield.

Every elf, every human, every angel and dragon knows this story, it has always been a story of truth and beginnings, the story of the sixth crystal.