
| There wouldn't be a moment that would pass me by; Not now, not ever again. I look to the event with anticipation; A sense of victory washing over me; This time, I knew, it would be right. "How many times?" He still doubts. I answer with a hollow chuckle; A caress of wind, a decaying flower; They'd be scattered soon. "As many as it takes," remains my only answer. Together, we remain, cursed; Shells, empty, hollow; Strewn on the ash fields. Each breathe a burning gasp; Faltering, wavering; I remain at my weakest point - He at his strongest But together - Not another moment will we let pass. |
| Burning in the ember fields of eternity; the ash is all that binds us. |
| X'ysahtu X'ysahtu, the land of the "Living Trees". Once it was a place of great life, brimming with countless cultures and entities who survived alongside the spirits. It was a world that held its connection to nature as something most precious. The spirits of the trees, plants, water and sky took pleasure in looking after their wards. To them, life was the greatest gift - and it was something to be cherished always. When the worlds collided, and life ended, it was only the spirits of X'ysahtu who remained. Their charges died in the impact, wiped out by a war ages past that caused X'ysahtu and Reavia'et to crash into one another. Now the surface of X'ysahtu is marked by the eroding ruins of a long-dead race. Whoever, or whatever, came before is lost. Forgotten through the passage of time. But the spirits still thrived. Their connection to their planet allowing for them to save it from dying. It was from their presence that the ashen fields were created; a permanent ring binding the two planets together and keeping both from being destroyed. Over the centuries the spirits continued to thrive, and slowly, life returned to the ruined planet of X'ysahtu. But it only survived in the form of small feral birds and fish, the larger creatures were not able to survive when the atmosphere collapsed all those centuries ago -- and evolution was not in their favour. So the spirits watched over their small wards. Kept the rivers safe, the skies clear. And the ashen field intact. For them, this new life, would be protected at all costs. |
| That night of the Eclipse in the Inner Dimension, a rift opened within the ashen field. A portal that ripped through the glue between the two worlds and deposited the cubs into the turmoil of "The Between". The spirits could sense this new life, and desperate to protect it, sought to bring them safely through the fields. But they were not the only ones who could sense these cubs. There were the creatures upon Reavia'et who thirsted for them as well. Within the ashen field, the cubs were separated. Some were led to the prosperous world of X'ysahtu, others were taken to the infected lands of Reavia'et. They would only know those who ended up upon the same planet as them; the others nothing more than blurred memories of the chaos of the ashen field. Faces, names, nothing of consequence would remain in their memories. |
| .X'ysahtu. Being raised by the spirits is a thing to be respected, the honour of being chosen by them a blessing. X'ysahtu is a planet that is brimming with plant life, vast riverscapes and oceans, and filled with a primal sentient force. The spirits are always watching, always aware. While the spirits may protect those that live in their world, they also understand the need of balance in life; so an anti-life was necessary. Though its original state is unclear, the anti-life exists in a form not unlike an earthbound spirit. A shifting mass of volatile energies that is able to shift between the corporeal and incorporeal worlds. It is a beast, large and with a visage that molds itself to the form most suitable for taking down its intended prey. The spirits once controlled the beast. Were able to keep it in balance with the world. But the anti-life grew aware of itself, and it desired freedom. Craved the power to prowl and kill wherever, and whatever, it pleased. It devoured the spirits of the A'stua Forest and the malicious power within it grew to such a level that the other spirits were unable to regain control of it. It is the only threat upon X'ysahtu. But it remains the greatest. When the cubs arrived on X'ysahtu they were greeted by the spirits and the ominous, stifling, presence of something else. The spirits swept the cubs away to a place of safety -- the Ark'tou; the white fields of the western jungle. It was here that the cubs were watched over and raised by the spirits who were curious about them. It had been centuries since the last time they'd seen life larger than their fish or birds. And life like these cubs was alien to them. They had never seen creatures who had Elemental Mutations that were both beautiful, but dangerous. The spirits could not understand how the cubs could be so in tune with their Elements, but so chaotic with their bonds to them. If they could not find a way to decrease the danger of the mutations, these cubs would be a risk to the life of X'ysahtu. Some spirits wished to remove them from the world. To send them back to the ashen field and let the creatures of the Reavia'et claim them. For surely such dangerous beings would only aggravate the anti-life further. Others wished to find a way to help them. To keep these cubs safe not only from the anti-life, but from themselves. It was by way of mistake the spirits found a permanent reprieve from the Mutations. A spirit accidentally bonded itself to one of the cubs, causing the spirit to grow inside the WoR's soul, and sprout a physical manifestation of itself on the WoR. It became so interwoven with the cub's life force, that it was unable to disentangle the bond. But this bond had a positive effect; it nullified the dangers of the Elemental Mutations on the planet of X'ysahtu. Made it so the mutations would not cause harm to any of the plants or waterways on the world. While the mutations remained harmful to the Raveen itself, and the other cubs, it would no longer be a threat to X'ysahtu. (Or any plants, earth, water, they would come into contact with later in their lives.) This discovery was enough reason for some of the spirits to voluntarily bond themselves to the cubs. Forever tying their destinies together. Yet it not only kept the planet safe, it also allowed for the spirits to communicate with the cubs and teach them the culture of the world. They raised the cubs in their world as if they were one of their own; teaching them the way the spirits sought balance in all things, and how to survive upon X'ysahtu. Balance in all things is not merely a balance between life and death; it is a balance between emotions, intents, and knowing the difference between one's 'want' versus their 'need'. To survive on X'ysahtu one must feel one with the planet. The cubs, through their bonds with the spirits, would have been taught how to move and live within the world without upsetting the anti-life. Without destroying life needlessly. Fish and birds were only killed when other food sources were not available. The cubs would have survived off the lush plant life - so much more filling, and nutritious than the plants found within the Inner Dimension. Meat was not a necessity for survival, and only ever seemed to be eaten when the plants of X'ysahtu were in their slumber state. (A time when the plants would not be in bloom, a 'season', if you will. Somewhat like winter, just without the cold and frost. It was a period of time when the plants were hibernating, only to regrow in the next shift of the seasons.) Culture demanded that once one was old enough, entities would be put through trials of X'ysahtu to find their proper place within the makeshift "tribe" the cubs were adopted by. When they were teens they were sent out on their own, to the borders of the A'stua Forest, with only their bonded spirit to help them surive. It was here that they would be judged by the anti-life. Here that they would either blossom into adults, fully accepted by X'ysahtu. Or here, that they would die. At the border of the A'stua Forest, there presented itself the added danger of one's own arrogance or curiosity. For if the teachings of the spirits hadn't taken by now, then a balance in emotions would never be properly achieved. Two teens came to the border, and allowed their arrogance to lead them into the rotted forest of the anti-life. They were killed. And the spirits mourned their passing. But they understood. Their teachings had not taken with these two, and for it, they had died. The other Raveens would have felt a sense of loss, but through the teaching of the spirits, would know how to deal with the pain and grief and how to let any negative emotions go before they could evolve into anything dangerous. Once one passed the judgement of the anti-life, they were given the decorations they wear now. The symbols of adulthood that was once used by the long-dead race that used to rule X'ysahtu. In the eyes of the spirits, they were one of their own. One with X'ysahtu. Three years after passing their "judgement", surviving the trials of the planet, a portal once again opened within the ash field. And it was one such portal that need not be entered or passed willingly through. For the second it open, those Raveens who came from the Inner Dimension were taken away. Leaving the spirits, and X'ysahtu, mourning the loss of life once again. |

