Here your path way diverges, you have two options You can learn about the Creation of the Dimension or the Creation of Nexus. The link above takes you to Nexus, follow the story below to learn about the Dimension.
Both are interconnected very closely. To get the whole picture you must read all the pages even if they are paths you would not choose. I bet you have already missed information and will miss the reference below. Because not all the truth is given in the “right ” way because life has no “right” way to travel it. The moral High ground could just leave you as the slave to those who travel the darker routes.
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At some point we just have to accept that things “exist” Our story is based on the premise that a species called the Keepers exist in perfect harmony. Their oceans however are a torment of disarray.
The sands of the beaches that the Keepers walk upon are dimensions. These “galaxy sands” travel back and forth in the waters of life and magic that connect us all.
The keepers have no need to deal with the affairs of the sands of time, but some can not help themselves. There is a council that has formed to understand and investigate what life exists in the smallest part of their own worlds. They call themselves, “humanities design.”
There are several “animals” or species that swim in their oceans, These smaller entities love to interfere with the smaller spaces of humanity.
There are three main entities that take interest in causing good and bad things to happen within the small dimensional sands of time. They are listed below:
Apocalyptica – Mother of all Chaos (1)
Telaria – Mother of Perfect Order and Obedience (2)
Aldorian – King of Neutrality (3)
Apocalyptica
Aldorian
Telaria
Creation of this dimension
Apocalyptica has children, “Horrors”. Her babies have moments of sanity. But they also spend a lot of time, simply “raging” destroying everything and bringing chaos to all that they touch.
We have named a few of them. The Weaver is one of her children. He hates the destruction he sees his mother revel in. He does not like being provoked by his mother into chaotic destructive rages that destroy all things.
So he takes his fur, and weaves it into magical beings called “Poetics”. These poetics sing to him to keep him in his sane mind. They have the ability to calm other horrors as well.
Renaldo is one of his first Poetics, he spends his time calming the Weaver. Renaldo enjoys having long intelligent conversations with the Weaver. In some of his favorites stories that the weaver tells to him are about the Keepers. He also learns there is a way to “ascend” to join them and become one of the Keepers. A place of perfect harmony and no discord.
In these conversations Renaldo learns of humanity, free choice, and “Love”. He becomes curious about these things. They sound like something more than what he has, constantly battling the “horrors”.
Renaldo gets tired of calming the weaver after Apocalyptica or other horrors upset the weaver. It “undoes” Renaldo’s work. The constant battle for sanity against the horrors seems dauntless and not what Renaldo wishes to do any more. He decides he does not want to be her pawn. So he asks the weaver how to ascend to become a Keeper.
The weaver takes him to an agent of the Keepers and asks how to do it. The Keeper gladly tells him, not thinking he would be able to pull it off. He is told that he must create a dimension and run it as if he cares nothing for its inhabitants.
He must successfully not interfere on all the “small” stuff. He must set up a system of order that must be allowed to “self maintain.” The Keeper told him that he must make sure that the chaos does not destroy his existence or the existence of the dimension itself. That the inhabitants must be left alone to do as they please.
So Renaldo goes to Telaria. The Ventari Queen. He asks her to create a dimension for him. Because he has this theory that “free choice” should be a thing.
She frowns at him and speaks, “What measure of value could having free choice do to order? Free choice is the down fall of order.”
Renaldo smirks, “Not really, I would say that it is the down fall to excessive control but Order? No, Those that have free choice can choose to keep order.”
She frowns at him. “Fine, and how do you plan to keep control?”
Renaldo chuckles, “I don’t plan on keeping control, but I will ensure that the center of the the dimension is a hub with a King, that has an army so vast and powerful that Order can be exerted upon the dimension.
She looks at him with skepticism. “Alright, I will make this for you but I will come back and judge it in 30 Ventari Years.”
Renaldo smiles. “Now to the fun part of what I need. I need a child with you.”
She raised a brow, “Is that so?”
The Creation of the First Resident of the Dimension.
Renaldo now has a dimension but no sentient life in it. He goes to Known and requests ONE and ONE only Human entity for his dimension.
With an idle grin, Renaldo teleports Clandareth to a random planet in the outer most region of no where.
“I have given you magical powers beyond mortal comprehension.” Renaldo smiles.
“What am I to do?” He inquires.
Renaldo laughs, “Whatever you want to.” Renaldo leaves. Allowing Clandareth the ability to do whatever he wants.
“Well ok than.” Clandareth laughs nervously. “I suppose I shall start with a friend. A woman. He looks down at his hands and nothing happens. “Well shit, he didn’t explain how to use these damn powers.”
He looked out over the planet, there were mountains in the far distance, a forest to his left and an ocean to his right. The night started to set in and he became cold. His body began shivering. With all that he is he hoped and prayed to be warm. He sat down on the cold ground and closed his eyes. He curled into a tight ball and just prayed to whoever would listen to be warm again. Slowly his body began to warm.
He opened one eye and looked out upon the darkness. He felt very cozy. Clandareth sat up and opened his other eye. He had a warm jacket on and a blanket over himself. “humm” he thought, “where did this come from?’
“Maybe these powers only work, if I draw upon my inner most energy of ‘need’.” He stood up and he looked around. “I need a shelter he thought.” So he closed his eyes and focused on the ‘need’ for shelter and food. When he opened his eyes there was a small cottage in front of him. He squealed. “Ok this is fun.”
It took Clandareth a while but he mastered his magic. He finally sorts out how to make his female friend. After he had her, he wanted more, his power going to his head. He decides to make himself “king”. Thus he makes an entire species and race of humans for him to rule over with his newly made Queen. He makes them perfect in every way. Unfortunately, “Perfect” does not mean “good”.
So some of these “guardians” he creates Are “Perfectly Evil” . They get into a fights with the “Perfectly Good” guardians. Wars break out and discord fills the dimension. The Perfectly Good guardians end up Killing the “Perfectly Evil guardians. These “Dead” guardians because there is no atherflow or place for the dead, become immortal DAEMONS.
These creatures grow in power by harvesting the fear and chaos that flows off the guardian’s when they are “emotional” acting in “fear” “hatred” etc. The guardian’s that are good realize that they have created a bigger problem by “killing” the bad guys, and learned that:
“Real monsters do not die.”
The Guardian King, Steals a book from Renaldo, It is an “Eldritch” magic book. He uses it with good intentions, but the path to hell is paved with such things.
The Eldritch magic taints his soul. Renaldo allows it to happen to see what the result would be. He stands back and is like huh interesting.
The Guardian Queen goes to Renaldo to ask what can counter “Eldritch” ; his response is simple: The only way to counter Chaos is with Order. But it will require much more work and sacrifice than that of Chaos. Because all things naturally go to chaos. Order is only achieved through an input of a lot of work.
So she requires All Guardian’s to “Input work” into the system. She successfully creates an orb that she mounts to a staff. (THIS IS NOT VENTARI MAGIC, IT IS JUST OPPOSITE OF CHAOS IT IS ORDER)
This staff has the ability to trap all daemons into a realm. They must be trapped because they can not die.
This staff is an embodiment of ALL the guardians’ feelings, Love, Compassion, Hope, Faith, All the Positive emotions one can have.
Eleven guardians refuse, so this helps her to define how many realms to create. Eleven one for each of the fallen, one for her and one for the demons. For a total of 13 realms.
So now we have “daemons” and “guardians”. The Guardian King (Clandareth) and Queen have a child. This is when everything changes and where we shall start the story of the Dimension. With the Daemon Prince.
