Legends say that, one day, in a time long gone and a place long forgotten, a girl ascended into godhood in a quest to revive her brother. However, the power was too much for her frail mind, and she was now uncontrollable. In an effort to diminish the destruction she was causing, massive amounts of magic users sealed her away in what is now called the “Cursed Continent”, the home she loved so much and yet razed to the ground in an instant.
The magic used to seal her was so massive that it caused a strong imbalance in the world, and what used to be known as “Earth” was split in two. Half of the land soared up above the clouds, and the rest stayed under. The two worlds would quickly forget about each other.
(“Universe B” is a collection of stories and characters I made after 2012 but before 2020. All the stories are loosely related and take place in the same world, but at very different times and places.)
Once, the world was grounded, and two gods presided over it : the god of Creation and Seas, Krea, and the god of Destruction and Skies, Destrekt. However, one day, Destrekt turned against his equal.
”The land is mine,” he said, “and thus, it shall reside above the clouds.”
The world was broken away from the seas, kept afloat by constant tempests, and the people were cursed with death and illusions. Unable to take the land back, Krea gave his blessing to the people to ensure their survival and prosperity.
”The land might be afloat,” he said, “but the people will remain strong regardless.”
And upon them, he gave the blessings of life and knowledge.
And, however old that tale might be, the land will always Remember.