(Spin-off of "we are stronger together" that shows the lore that I will be creating and implementing into the story)
Fairy tales may seem real but what about the stories that have risen from the cultures all over remnant. Historians for decades have...
A woman sits by a dimly lit forge swinging her hammer onto an anvil seemingly creating a sword. She turns around and gives a warm smile to You .
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(Liked her character so I decided to make her the narrator of this story)
Black smith: You may know the story of the brother gods but do you know what they really are?
The sword she holds vanishes into ashes and begins to walk forward leading you into what seems to be an endless void.
Black Smith: you see, the gods that you know of aren't the only gods to exist. They weren't all powerful beings, as a matter of fact they can be compared to simple farmers of your world compared to the ones above them. You see before remnant the brothers lived in a realm known as "the oasis" as mortals and historians of your world call it in their stories. In this realm loved many other gods some more powerful than the last. Many were arrogant and greedy while others chose to protect their people and created a haven high above the clouds known as "Mount Olympus" where the gods who chose to live with honor resided while the others created the underworld. These gods would feud for decades which led to the titan war that wiped out many of the gods, only leaving the most powerful, creating a barren world between the underworld and Mount Olympus, this is where two brothers who lived through the war descended down from their domain and began creating life and a new world in the wasteland from the scraps and remnant's that remained from the old civilization and this is what became the world you know as remnant. The legend is believed to be false by many but who are you to know the truth about your world before it was your world.
The blacksmith gives a dry chuckle before looking back at you.
The blacksmith: I see that you are special, so I think I can trust you with the secrets of the gods...
(Hesitated on pushing this out but hey it's something right? I'll come up with shit as I go)
