The New Generation of Witches of West End

Rebirth Twin 2 now of school age

~Rebirth: Rise From Discord~

History

In a world of constant flux, there exists beings who shape the world; these forces are known as "spirits". They are tasked to keeping balance between chaos and peace. They are unseen by most and work like forces of nature. The people of this world share a connection with the said spirits, each one gifted with a specific element able to gradually bend nearby forces of nature. The more diligently a person trained and dedicated themselves to the spirits, the more power they were able to control. Those who showed no interest in the spirits slowly lost their abilities.

This was the norm until one day the people of the land lost their abilities one element at a time. Not only were the abilities lost, but the world itself seemed to slowly fall into chaos. Plants withered, winds blew with no pattern or reason, and thunderstorms appeared and disappeared at random unleashing untold destruction with it's lightning strikes. All order that previously held the world together fell apart.

No one knew the reason until a powerful being wielding the ability to control all of the elements made himself known with a catastrophic display of power. He tore fissures into the earth that swallowed entire cities, cause typhoons which left nothing but death and destruction in their wake and made it rain fire with a flick of his hand. He announced that he had destroyed the spirits and that now he controlled the forces which shaped the earth.

The few humans who dared to rise up were easily destroyed. Even the use of technology and advance weaponry stood no chance against the forces of nature.With no spirits to lend their strength, the humans were forced to bow to their new elemental king.

Unbeknownst to the new elemental god, avid followers of the gods had taken key artifacts which were thought only to be legend and hid them away where they could not be found by the greedy king. For these artifacts were imbued with the power of the gods and were the last hope in returning the world back to the state it once was.

Where we are now...

Eighteen years have passed since the king has taken over. The once great civilization of Ixchel which was built on technology has fallen to greater forces. Countries remained but held little power, armys were disbanded and destroyed until the only one left was the one under the kings control. Communication is limited and monitored. Some small rebel groups have tried to form but are always caught and the people publicly executed as a warning.

Despite being in control the self proclaimed "god" has noticed a shift in the balance of nature. Forces tugging at the elements just barely noticeable but still there. A new front has been put into place as the army has started to scour the earth to find this possible threat to the kings rule. Out of paranoia citizens who seem even slightly different or that they could pose a threat have been imprisoned.