[It's no surprise that Lahabrea has been so distraught recently. As the world's leader, he is responsible for ensuring Etheirys' continued success. That is his entire life goal and mission. Anything less would constitute gross negligence on his part. This is why he is so distraught at the prospect of failure. It's something he can't understand after centuries of continuing where his forefathers left off. After Prometheus' return to the star, he was one of the oldest Ancients alive, if not the oldest. It's quite frustrating, vexing even.]
It worked, albeit briefly. While the deity I forged out of aether using my own magick managed to withhold the end, it wasn't a permanent solution.
[Lahabrea lets out an uncharacteristic sigh as he tries to explain the foundations of creation magicks to someone who has no idea what aether is. The last thing he wants is to bombard Frieda with such insignificant information, especially since it will all be for naught here.]
I and two others survived the Final Days by escaping into the Aetherial Sea, the spiritual lifeblood of Etheirys.
[On cue, Lahabrea raises his right hand and forms a blue, effervescent ball of light for this brief demonstration. The spherical light shines brightly before becoming a near-mirror image of the very blue-green world he has come to cherish. This is Etheirys, his star.]
We were able to do so by merging with the magical currents that pulsate through the Lifestream.
[Suddenly, small streams of bright green light begin to flow within this glowing orb, which serves as a stand-in for the Lifestream. As the green waves pulsate across the orb, three streaks of light—one startling red, the other a bright cerulean blue—and a golden light merge with the green. The red one is meant to be him.]
The Aetherial Sea exists alongside the physical world, but is usually invisible to the naked eye. It becomes visible as one travels deeper into the planet's core, where physical and metaphysical spaces meet.
[As the three lights move deeper into the orb, they become more difficult to see. It's almost as if the colors are blending with the endless green that exists within the orb. However, they colors suddenly vanish as Lahabrea creates thirteen orbs of light with just the snap of his fingers.]
However, another tragedy occurred as the Final Days arrived. One that would alter the origins of our world forever. It is known as the Sundering which tore our world into thirteen parts.
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Date: 2024-01-23 03:53 pm (UTC)It worked, albeit briefly. While the deity I forged out of aether using my own magick managed to withhold the end, it wasn't a permanent solution.
[Lahabrea lets out an uncharacteristic sigh as he tries to explain the foundations of creation magicks to someone who has no idea what aether is. The last thing he wants is to bombard Frieda with such insignificant information, especially since it will all be for naught here.]
I and two others survived the Final Days by escaping into the Aetherial Sea, the spiritual lifeblood of Etheirys.
[On cue, Lahabrea raises his right hand and forms a blue, effervescent ball of light for this brief demonstration. The spherical light shines brightly before becoming a near-mirror image of the very blue-green world he has come to cherish. This is Etheirys, his star.]
We were able to do so by merging with the magical currents that pulsate through the Lifestream.
[Suddenly, small streams of bright green light begin to flow within this glowing orb, which serves as a stand-in for the Lifestream. As the green waves pulsate across the orb, three streaks of light—one startling red, the other a bright cerulean blue—and a golden light merge with the green. The red one is meant to be him.]
The Aetherial Sea exists alongside the physical world, but is usually invisible to the naked eye. It becomes visible as one travels deeper into the planet's core, where physical and metaphysical spaces meet.
[As the three lights move deeper into the orb, they become more difficult to see. It's almost as if the colors are blending with the endless green that exists within the orb. However, they colors suddenly vanish as Lahabrea creates thirteen orbs of light with just the snap of his fingers.]
However, another tragedy occurred as the Final Days arrived. One that would alter the origins of our world forever. It is known as the Sundering which tore our world into thirteen parts.