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Secret now, logged in users only as well to prevent idiots.

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Secret now, logged in users only as well to prevent idiots.

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1006 years ago, the gods of sin had been freed.

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1006 years ago, the gods of sin had been freed.

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"Wrath is missing." "So what? He's always running away and crying." "No, actually missing. His small little realm is gone, the door leads to a wall." "You're joking." "I'm not, Gluttony. Your own brother is gone." Sloth would stare at both Lust and Gluttony "..I saw him reincarnate.. I don't know why.. Darkness is gone now too.. Light is panicking.." Lust would look at Sloth, bewildered. "Wrath wouldn't jus-" "Yes he would." "Mhm.. And Darkness would have been hurt to run away.."

Sloth would sigh, and look at the sky, then ground. "..I think he went into hell.." "Why would he- He was safe here.." "Wrath is always getting into dangerous situations, its nothing new." "I thought he would have learned by now." "Seriously? With how dumb HE is? I bet he hurt Darkness again or something, he's overly sensitive." Gluttony with scoff. "Hey now, young ones, lets not start an argument.. I can assure you Wrath is just fine." The god of Hell would look at them with a.. Well, his smile was never kind, but he tried his best. "Now, go back to the others, there are important matters to discuss." "On it, father." Lust would quickly scurry away, Gluttony would follow behind. "...Is he really fine..?" "I don't know.." "You'll try and at least find him, right..?" "I'm not sure I can."

"..We can't let him stay in the human world, we need to get him back before it's too late.. His power source is there."

[LOG DATE 10-8-245 COMPLETE.]

Authors note - All of the sins are siblings, hell just happening to be their adoptive father.

Sloth - a shy, yet extremely intelligent and efficient worker,  people always assume she's lazy, hence the name, but she tends to work best at night.

Lust - the older sister, tends to take care of the sins when hell cannot, she does most of the cleaning and cooking, she's always worried about her siblings.

Gluttony - the  second youngest, always complaining about food and is kinda a brat, more than greed or envy, tends to always find a way to get some kind of candy or treat.

Greed - the third eldest, tends to worry more about making money and achieving what he currently doesn't have, the problem child. Steals, cries, and fights to get what he wants.

Pride - The second eldest, is really a twin of Lust, Gluttony and Sloth being the second pair of twins, Pride is self absorbed mainly, and worries too much about his looks, but at times, does actually care about his siblings.

Envy - The middle child, tends to get left out and distances herself, is too scared to actually do anything, she watches from afar while wishing she could be like her siblings.

Wrath - [CORRUPTED DATA, PLEASE REINSTALL.]

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500 years before main Aesgarden, awakening of 'Abbadon.'

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500 years before main Aesgarden, awakening of 'Abbadon.'

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"We can't take in another god, we already have too many, idiot." "It's not just any god, its the child of what would be a rebirth of this universe, a ne-" "It's not going to happen, you can't plea for freedom and redemption of these creatures, they're too destructive." "But if we ju-" "IT WON'T HAPPEN."  "..Okay.."
Light would look at Hope in anger, and walk off, without Dark, there is no balance, there is only blinding, cruel light, no calm darkness, no 'nothing' as one could say. But Hope would keep the glowing light of what would be the rebirth of this world, smiling softly. "We'll be reborn soon, don't worry."
With this, the dawn of a new era was born, the era of rebirth. However.. With this.. A great beast would rise, he may be young still.. But the WRATH of the beast will awaken with this..

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200 years after the birth of Abbadon, the independence of Aesgarden.

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200 years after the birth of Abbadon, the independence of Aesgarden.

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The final canon shot off. The leader of the previous colonies had been killed, there would be nothing left of the other side except ruin and sorrow, there was 'freedom' for Aesgarden, finally. At least, to what they saw. They didn't think about the future threats they've just caused, the amount of chaos that has awaken.
With this, hundreds of species have been freed from imprisonment however, there were hardly any humans left on these lands now, mainly 'enchanted creatures' of the realms, blessed from the gods with magic, transformation, or just general power.
With the war being over, the people of Aesgarden have finally started to build their provinces, and colonies of their own in which all lived together without many disputes, and this, was the birth of what the world knows today as Aesgarden.

[It's pretty much Canada but colder, cooler, and magical, also free health care is still in place.]

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10 years before modern day - End of Varros. (Now part of Cherobia.)

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10 years before modern day - End of Varros. (Now part of Cherobia.)

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Running through the woods, away from the fires, the shouting, the shots of gunfire, she had to get away. Her mother would execute her if she didn't. Just as her mother had with her older siblings. She was holding her brother, the last possible heir of the kingdom, the last hope they had for the bloodlines survival including her, he was only 4 at the time..
Suyiko, only 16, and her brother. She'd keep running, her wings too underdeveloped yet to fly, her brother too young to understand or even remember this event. She'd keep running, eventually finding shelter in an abandoned cabin in Cherobia, the only safe area of the two provinces by now.. Her mother would be killed, the palace destroyed.
She'd stroke her little brothers hair as they heard the canons fire, it was freezing, before they even got to say their goodbyes, they would have to separate, her brother being sent to another country, being taken in as their heir, and he would later become the heir of Tuteshia, Suyiko, remaining a refugee for the rest of her life, trying to learn the truth of her bloodline, and her odd markings, along with the source of pure darkness within Aesgarden..

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Birth of the Manus Celus Orthodox (Modern Era) P.1

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Birth of the Manus Celus Orthodox (Modern Era) P.1

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When one looks to the stars for answers they place their faith in something so astronomically far from themselves.
Why not look to the Moon for answers....
The natural satellite of this planet is always emitting an aura of Manus (Ancient Elluvian for Mana) it is so unfathomably cold that it bends and slows time near Crystallized Luna Manus
Just the light from the Moon is godly in nature so of course a religion must be erected.

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This isn't even sus, this is just wholesome and it makes me happy

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This isn't even sus, this is just wholesome and it makes me happy

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Context - was browsing pinterest and found said image, in which is honestly kinda cursed, in which Rudy calls it cute..

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Context - was browsing pinterest and found said image, in which is honestly kinda cursed, in which Rudy calls it cute..

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I think he's into cthuhlu.

I dont blame him tho- giant waifu with thicc thighs B)

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Magic is pulsing, stronger than it had been, poisoning, sickening. The gods are furious.. The balance of the realms is thrown off.
There's a prophecy however. One that may save all. With a sacrifice..

For thou safety, for thou life, one must escape their home, rid of sin, sacrifice for all.
A fountain of rage,
A fountain of wrath,
A fountain of despair,

A fountain of CHANGE.

12 warriors rise up to the fight.
12 warriors rise to save the light.

Surrender, light will fade.
Surrender, life will end.

Prosper, thou will live.
Prosper, and the world...

Is reborn.

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Lore is officially compelte and the roleplay is ready to run.

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Lore is officially compelte and the roleplay is ready to run.

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I had an intrusive thought, acted on it, but it worked out well.. Still a lil choppy but I can fix that.

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I had an intrusive thought, acted on it, but it worked out well.. Still a lil choppy but I can fix that.