Rise of Yahunyens: Origin

Episode 1: At The Beginning Of The Seas

[This is not a story written by AI, only language improved by AI]

[Note: When you read the first 20+ chapters, you might think it is a cliche story based on a main character who will be a freedom fighter and he'll free this world and voila! That's the end of story with some cliche fantasy themes. No! It's not solely based on freedom struggles inspired by American or Indian revolutions and fantasies of Game of Thrones or Star Wars or Marvel's Avengers and Shonen Animes. So please ensure you continue reading. The first chapters might not be that good, but I can very well ensure you that the story isn't bad.]

Alexander the Great: "I am not afraid of an army of lions led by a sheep; I am afraid of an army of sheep led by a lion."

Lord Acton: "Power tends to corrupt, and absolute power corrupts absolutely."

Albert Camus: "The only way to deal with the unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion."

Emmeline Pankhurst: "I would rather be a rebel than a slave."

Niccolò Machiavelli: "It is better to be feared than loved, if you cannot be both."

"The Rise of Yahunyens... has just dawned."

In the void an ethereal ghostly being without feet stood on seemingly nothing, as it sensed space being ripped apart it spoke,

"Old man, you tried to delay the inevitable, now see the fate you tried so hard to stop."

As the void broke and shattered into undefinable nothingness, a hooded figure soundlessly emerged from it. He didn't answer the ghostly entity but let out a sigh as he watched on Omniverse's mightiest Gods fall to...

"Brighter Dark."

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"My name is Yesdar... Yesdar Hawins. I have been a victim of the 'Mackenasian Slave Exploitation Order of the Government of Yahunya' like many. The tale goes long back before I had begun the war. But, I can at least say, as I have the right to... this revolution would have never begun... if Griswa Skaar wasn't there..."

In the ancient annals of Aeartha's history, the tale of the Great War between the Royal Family of Amaulya and Shulvri and the enigmatic Yahunyens was etched in blood and shadow. Mackenas, once a sprawling continent, bore witness to the cataclysmic clash that shattered its unity, dividing it into smaller lands that echoed with the whispers of forgotten glories.

Long before the gleaming spires of skyscrapers pierced the heavens and flying ships traversed the azure skies, the land of Aeartha was a realm of dark past and unknown histories, where Gods walked before the existence of mortals.

Among these deities, none were more feared and revered than Ozem Nurulis, the Greater God known as the Brighter Dark. His followers, the Yahunyens, emerged from the depths of the cosmos like shadows given form, their devotion to their dark deity unwavering as they swept across the land in a tide of conquest.

Once, the Royal Family of Amaulya and Shulvri held sway over the entirety of Aeartha, their rule benevolent and just. But when the Yahunyens descended upon the continent of Mackenas like a ravenous horde, the once-mighty kingdom was sundered, its lands torn asunder by the fires of war.

For more than a hundred and eighty-five thousand years, the Yahunyens reigned supreme over Aeartha, their grip tightening with each passing century. Mackenas, now but a shadow of its former glory, bore the scars of their tyranny, its people enslaved and its resources plundered to fuel the insatiable hunger of the Yahunyen Empire.