Modpack-Crusaders: The legend began

Magic and War

MODPACK-CRUSADERS:
Chaos Sealer Wizards ✨

Chapter 0
The Legend Begins

The dimensional package Modpack, also known as the "dimensional peace group," was a collection of 5 worlds, interconnected through portals, where all beings coexisted with each other in total respect and harmony. Understanding the harsh nature of life, the beings within them, endowed with consciousness and determination, all came together in search of tranquility. They asked for a gift from the Skies to ensure that their peace would last forever.

A pact was made among creatures, dividing them into three classes. The Skies decided to grant each of them a gift:

Wandering Spirits
In the first class, consisting mostly of plants, protists, and fungi, they were given the most important task of all: providing raw materials and nourishment. For this purpose, they were entrusted with a Wandering Spirit, capable of generating multiple copies of their body and infesting areas of land or matter.
The spirit controlled multiple bodies simultaneously but resided in only one of them, or a specific portion thereof.
Those who tended to their crops carefully were thus allowed to have continuous resources, which would always regenerate, controlled by the same spirit.

Beasts:
Most creatures were granted immense self-control. Hostility was abolished; they ceased to feed on animal meat, relying solely on food produced by Wandering Spirits. With mutual respect, they remained distinct communities, connected by gifts and barter. Creatures endowed with this gift were able to largely contain their negative emotions and ceased to be influenced by them.

Humans:
Humans, the last class to receive the gift, promised to contribute to that well-being; they wanted power to help the other inhabitants of the realms.
They were granted the magic of Creation, with which they manipulated the laws of chemistry, generating matter from nothing, creating buildings, machinery, attractions, altars, and magical artifacts...
With Creation, they could build from scratch or reshape objects, write spells of any kind, be excellent healers, and much more.

This was the most dangerous gift.
The Skies immediately showed distrust, fearing what they would do with it. They were afraid it might be a whim humans wouldn't know how to control.

For the first millennium, the Skies of the Modpack were very pleased with the peaceful way the creatures of those 5 dimensions were living. However, as predicted, unfortunately, what disturbed the balance arrived: the occurrence of a tremendous catastrophe, generable only by the human mind: War.
As in all stories, as complex as they are fascinating, where joy, affection, and tranquility arrive, from human conflicts will arise chaos, capable of reigning in the growing darkness of the realms. From the exclusive negative feelings of humans (envy, jealousy, hatred, superiority, revenge, anger...) a weight was generated: a wicked, immortal, otherworldly spirit. Where humans were unable to contain their feelings and brooded over them for a long time, a purple flame of chaos was born within them, making them irritable, violent, vengeful. This entity pursued its victims, inducing them into temptation, creating a desire to vent on others that would never be satisfied until fulfilled. If they couldn't fight it, the chaos would reach the point of possessing the victims it infected, clouding their minds and generating in them a dependency on violent acts.

It's unsettling how the human mind can be both harmless and, at the same time, destructive, indifferent, resentful, and evil towards the lives of others and their own kind. An internal war among humans erupted, a single long war that lasted exactly 40 years, born out of envy, disdain, desire for power, and the continuous growth of hatred. Apart from some abuse and illicit experimentation, other creatures were not particularly involved and remained at peace with each other.

For humans, it was a terrible, bloody, and violent war, involving soldiers, mages, and civilians from each of the 5 dimensions, which were instantly thrown into chaos.

After several years, as the war continued, the Skies, having lost all trust in that species, revoked their power of Creation. But just in time, just before losing its gift, a human with a brilliant mind and a greater concentration of creative power created black magic.
With black magic, he allowed a select group, those identical to him with a greater creative concentration, to continue using the magic of creation, albeit in a much-reduced manner, unbeknownst to the Skies. These types of humans became known as "Wizards" or "Mages."
The main difference was that one could no longer generate everything from nothing. Everything in black magic came with a price to pay.

The war continued, and all humans moved to the terrestrial world, except for a few survivors who could be counted on the fingers of one hand. The other worlds, the other dimensions, were then conquered by the creatures that once coexisted with humans, but had stopped trusting them in recent times. They severed all ties. They feared them.
The creatures of the other classes did not have such creative concentration, and above all, the wickedness, the malevolent human mind, that was a unique characteristic of the Homo genus.
Chaos did not arise within them.
To defend themselves and hide from humans, besides exploiting the buildings they were given, they created fortresses and walls in all dimensions. They isolated themselves, indifferent. Many of the beasts, from then on, stayed out of human affairs.

Over the centuries in chaos, black magic was thoroughly studied by scribes and scientists.

But as we know, not all humans only want chaos and destruction...

-End of Part One-
The second part of the legend is already prepared for reading.

- Andrea "cjolly" Ferrito