Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Not the Other Half... Not Just Yet

Woke up this morning... in my family's house... and I saw one of my wonderful friends was online. So I decided to extend my early morning office hours a little and write a blog post. Since ya'll are probably dying to see the other half of my new opening... I am not going to give it to you! That's because I am a terrible person, really. I'll give you something a little less story-oriented and a little more heavy on the world building. This is a lovely little post I wrote about the creation of the worlds: 

I will start by giving you the underlying superstructure of existence as it is portrayed for the purpose of this book. God creates the angels, which are lesser beings. One-third of them rebel, led by Satan, who was the foremost of the angels before. God establishes Michael the Archangel as His second in command. Satan sets up Narok as his greatest liuetenant. Among God's legions is a particular angel without any given name other than "The White Cross" by which the people of my world know him. Only Narok and the White Cross are directly involved hereafter:

At some point in eternity, Narok the demon assaulted the White Cross in a duel. Neither could prevail over the other. Narok departed to seek more demons to join him in his war, which was now in a way a vendetta, against the White Cross. The White Cross, however, increased his strength by creating a small world, no larger than a small mountain, on which was set his fortress, and within which was "That Which is Within." When Narok brought his fresh hordes against the White Cross again, there was again a perfect tie of their forces. Narok departed.

The White Cross again sought greater strength by creating new forces, this time on a far grander scale. He created six great estates around his own, giving each a color, a number, and a king. The Red World was, obviously, given the color of red, and assigned the number six.

The kings of these worlds were immensely powerful, gods in their own right to mortal eyes. The only one with a name so far is the king of the Red World, Aerykun (uh-air-ri-koon). Narok came against this whole world system with even greater strength, and though both sides lost much, he could not succeed in toppling the White Cross fortress. His defeat was in large part due to the strength of the kings, led by the most clever of them all, Aerykun. Though some of the other kings outdid him in valiance, devotion, courage, subtlety, and sheer strength, there was none so cunning as Aerykun.

Narok now sought a different tactic. It is unknown how he contacted him, but Narok subverted Aerykun to his service by promises of great reward, presitge, and what Aerykun loved most, power.

To each king had been given three tokens of his authority, as granted by the White Cross: a crown, a throne, and either a weapon or armor.

Narok struck at the White Cross's empire again, and when it looked first as though he would be defeated, Aerykun suddenly turned on his own fellows and struck them grievously. He and Narok fought their way to the top of the Mount, on which was built the White Cross's fortress, but there the might of the Cross turned them back, they being already greatly wearied by the struggle. As they fled Narok left Aerykun behind, Narok being the faster. As Narok departed he captured the king of the Orange World along with his crown and armor. The thrones were built onto the plaza which sat in front of the great doors into the White Cross fortress.

Aerykun had yet to escape. Most of the kings were to greatly wearied to challenge his flight, but the Green King, carrying his great sword, challenged Aerykun's exit. Aerykun had little time to escape before all the Cross's forces would surround and subdue him. The Green King swept his sword for Aerykun's head, and as Aerykun ducked his crown was struck by the sword and sent flying back toward the Mount. Having no time to retrieve it, Aerykun struck at his former friend and hewed off his sword arm. Aerykun then bolted away following Narok.

Aerykun returned once on raid to seek his crown. Again the Green King stopped him, but in so doing the Green King lost his life to Aerykun's greater might. Aerykun was forced to flee without his crown. When Aerykun had completed his escape, he found the armor he had worn was broken by the Green King's efforts, and its power was gone. Thus Aerykun lost all three tokens of his strength, but his power was not gone.

Soon after this last raid the estates of the kings began to separate. At first only inlets of the sea divided them, but then at the day of the Fires of Passage sprouted in the midst of the seas, and the great change struck. No longer separated by hot rivers, the landmasses shifted away from the White Cross's mountain, dividing into six continents (a world a piece) and several smaller islands, including the Mount itself at the North Pole, and the base of operations for the Lord of the Sea (a special king with no land domain) at the South Pole.

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