Generis

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"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 the gods themselves. Millennia of destruction and death passed, until but a barren wasteland was there 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. As for their pockets of power.. well, mankind saw the threat that digging for these stones posed, and how it would also affect the peace. So it was forbidden, and as generations passed, people could live their lives absent of its existence."

"And as time went on, these pockets of divine power also grew dull in colour, hidden under thousands of feet of sediment and rock. These small rocks of immense power are what we know today as—"

"Plazmarine, I know the rest." He sighed, rather content with what he heard. He pried her shaky, sweaty hands from the ancient book that they were clasped onto, tucking it away neatly in his bookshelf.

At this point she stopped talking, her face wet with tears. The girl's knees buckled, and she slumped to the floor, gasping for air, her legs trembling. Though blurry eyes, she watched him pick up an ancient relic, coated with dust that he swiped off without a second thought. He held it up to her panicked face, a dark glint in his gaze.

"I know there's a lot of secrets behind this," He smiled bitterly, "And thanks to you, I get to uncover every single one."

He walked over and patted her head condescendingly, "I'm starting to see why I made you."