Generis

1. In The Beginning

When the world was first created, there were two. There always has been two. Those who created the universe as we know it; the planets, the black holes, the asteroids that would come falling every here and there. The night was starless, and the morning sky was absent of light, before they put hands together and created a kaleidoscope of life forms everywhere that they possibly could.

How they came to be? Well, that depends on who you ask.

Some people say that they were the first stars. Nothing can't last forever. After all, it's only a matter of time before something had to emerge. This nothingness would be pulled inwards, intricately taking the shape of two powerful beings, like a potter would with divine clay. No eye could see them, no ear could perceive them, and they stood intimidatingly tall over the void. And only when they created light with a touch of their fingers was a vague form seen amongst the painter's black canvas.

If you ask me, however, you will most definitely get a different answer. But you don't know me. Yet.

There were, and still are, billions of life forces out there, somewhere and somehow. And some of them evolved on this planet, allowing the Ones Above to watch it begin to flourish.

"Let us, two in one, create a source of life, a body for them to thrive in, and a perfect celestial body for peace and unity to stand dominant at its gates"

And then it seems silent. They're not what we are, we are not what they are. Finally, it came. The perfect planet, for the time being.

Sui Generis.

Or Generis, for short.

The Ones Above were at work, putting every tiny detail on a detailed world, providing fountains which were both replenishing or toxic, grew plants, trees, bushes, fruits, as if to make a mockery of the hard work put into gardening. Everything needed to live (and anything that could kill them just as equally) was perfectly in place.

Generis was a perfect planet, with every imperfection trimmed down to nothing, and they had put their hands on the world, which caused bright fields to spring between their fingers, and cliffs to emerge from the depths of roaring, dark pink oceans. Mountains and valleys alike were formed, creating dips and rises in the pattern of the terrain. Organisms grew on both land and sea in the same nature as plants and trees did, and for a second the Ones Above were satisfied.

And when all was said and done, they created beings. Ones that would walk over the terrain and take charge with a gaze similar to those of the Ones Above.

The first ones they made were those that would be considered gods. They were far beyond mortal understanding and power, but not so much that they would pose a threat to the Ones Above themselves. After all, they were still mere creations themselves, no matter how invincible they appeared to be. They were given complete control over the land and seas, the soil and sky, plants and animals, everything was under their gaze, and the gaze of their creators.

These five hold, and will hold for eternity, they were entrusted with, immense enough to destroy and reshape the face of Generis completely.

And it was as I have told you.

A few thousand years passed, and the Ones Above created those with minimal power; mortals, inferior to the First Five, as well as those with ranging extremities of power. Not long after, whilst tranquility still remained among the land, a dimension-shaking thunder roared from the heart of the sky, blinding the world with light. This phenomenon blazed for endless years, seemingly shrouding Generis in perpetual light, before it dissipated.

The voices seemed no more, and the Five were the ones that were worshiped for millennia to come. And so it's said in the last page of 'The Five's Order', which states:

"And so it is, the absence of harmony was the destruction of the Ones Above, who's power was placed into the hearts of the First Parents"

For this reason, few people think there were more than Five, but many scrolls were long lost from 'The Five's Order'; at least six were lost in total.

Some people believe there were originally eight, but the Ones Above whittled it down to Five, with the remaining three still gods/goddesses, but not part of the Leading Five. But that's believed by only twenty tribes out of the two hundred and twenty two tribes in Generis.

The main five tribes, however, are named after the Five, and these tribes have other tribes rooting from them, hence why more than two hundred exist.

They took creation into their own all knowing hands and created their own descendants, ones who were touched with blood of gold and were almost untouchable by the human fate of death.

Almost.

A descendant occurred at least every one in 200 people, and were blessed — or rather, cursed — with the name "regīi." These people were the only ones who would bleed pure gold, rather than red likeof normal beings, or blue/purple like demigods.

These descendants acted as the bond that kept the gods bound to this planet and their creation, allowing them to oversee the lives of both humans and non-humans alike, and even make their presence known if they so pleased.

And then, centuries later, a disaster that would be later known as the Cataclysm, struck.

Before the beginning of the first phase of the Cataclysm, the gods had long condensed small pockets of a fraction of their own power deep into the planet's crust. These were dispersed all over the world, remaining as proof of their existence. If the mere being were to ever unearth these stones, the power they would hold would be unthinkable, chaotic, almost.

Soon enough, Generis was plunged into war and bloodshed. The Oaths of Peace and Unity were overruled by sick tyrants, and even above there was conflict between many of the gods themselves. Millennia of destruction and death passed, until but a barren wasteland and a handful of both people made by the Ones Above and some of the descendants of the Five were left behind as the only evidence of any sort of civilisation.

Despite the unsettling atmosphere, the gods did decide to give this planet a brand new face, creating a better type of mankind in order to repopulate the planet again. They made these new people swear on a Blood Oath to never break into conflict for as long as they remained the gods of Generis.

And so they remained.