Post by Yeu on Feb 16, 2006 14:59:16 GMT -6
In the quiet of his home among those of his tribe Yeu let his mind drift on the topics of his past.
Balance everything revolved around balance. It was the God he was born to follow. In many ways forced to follow. First there was his parents, both scribes taking down notes of what was going on in the world outside of their own. He loved them both but as he grew up simply writing about the world as he watched with the six sense, that all his tribe had, he needed to do more. That was how he had gotten the first mark. But his mind went back to the second reason it was as though he were forced. That was the place itself. It wasn't part of the world it was closely tied to. Balance had made it seperate a safe haven for his workers as he slept sealed away.
Yeu's thoughts shifted to the history he had came to belive. Balance was the shaper of this world and created all the races and things on it.But there was a flaw... just as it wasn't all powerful Balance also couldn't stop hearts from turning to evil. It shaped the world several times in it's attempt to make a perfect world. Each time taking something that had worked. Till one time, in a final attempt to eradicate evil, Balance tried to force evil out of everythings heart but that only caused a deep hate from every being that he had created and the burden of that hate was too much for him to bear. Two things happened as a result of that failed world. Balance couldn't watch the evil overtake his creations any longer so it used it's power to make a seal for itself using the races of the new world it had shaped. He would sleep until one side became too much stronger than the others or if the balance flip floped too many times signaling that its world had slipped into chaos and wars.
Balance wouldn't know what had occured during its sleep and that was where Yeu's tribe came to be. It created a place outside the bounds of the world. A strong holy force was in place in the very air and ground so only those that belived in Balance's power and held no evil in their heart could live there. Even though a slight fear of being struck down from a prank he and his friends sometimes played it wasn't as bad as outsiders would make it out to be if they heard tales of such a place.
Balance everything revolved around balance. It was the God he was born to follow. In many ways forced to follow. First there was his parents, both scribes taking down notes of what was going on in the world outside of their own. He loved them both but as he grew up simply writing about the world as he watched with the six sense, that all his tribe had, he needed to do more. That was how he had gotten the first mark. But his mind went back to the second reason it was as though he were forced. That was the place itself. It wasn't part of the world it was closely tied to. Balance had made it seperate a safe haven for his workers as he slept sealed away.
Yeu's thoughts shifted to the history he had came to belive. Balance was the shaper of this world and created all the races and things on it.But there was a flaw... just as it wasn't all powerful Balance also couldn't stop hearts from turning to evil. It shaped the world several times in it's attempt to make a perfect world. Each time taking something that had worked. Till one time, in a final attempt to eradicate evil, Balance tried to force evil out of everythings heart but that only caused a deep hate from every being that he had created and the burden of that hate was too much for him to bear. Two things happened as a result of that failed world. Balance couldn't watch the evil overtake his creations any longer so it used it's power to make a seal for itself using the races of the new world it had shaped. He would sleep until one side became too much stronger than the others or if the balance flip floped too many times signaling that its world had slipped into chaos and wars.
Balance wouldn't know what had occured during its sleep and that was where Yeu's tribe came to be. It created a place outside the bounds of the world. A strong holy force was in place in the very air and ground so only those that belived in Balance's power and held no evil in their heart could live there. Even though a slight fear of being struck down from a prank he and his friends sometimes played it wasn't as bad as outsiders would make it out to be if they heard tales of such a place.