Myrion Mythos
ITERATION 1: GOLDEN WAR
The Great era of the world, the first century since the birth of the first one to walk the grounds of the world passed, civilizations stood across the world, the Sage warriors coexisted peacefully with the great Aspires
Their tranquility did not lost long after tge first century. A man appeared one night, dressed in robes, Clutching in his hands, bags filled with scrolls, he was the Criminal Philosopher, Kor of the ten truths
He neared the Gates of the Wolfor Kingdom: The Kingdom of warriors
At its gates, he spread one of his ten scrolls, letting the wind carry his voice to the people just past the Iron gates
"Sages! The great Aspires are not your allies. They are the sword that executes the last of you. The War is approaching! Ask yourself why they have not offered to assist you in defeating the constellations?!"
The Iron gates were opened, soldiers swarmed the man, treason impended over his head
Within the Emperor Palace. The great masters debated the words of the famous criminal
"The Aspires have indeed always been ambitious"
The Sages and the Great Aspires achieved tranquility through mutual interest, their search for the Golden Gates. The gates that held the aftermath of the First Golden War, the War that massacred the gods, long before the first century, long before the first mortals breathed
The battle fought across the realms of the world, and the axis beyond the bird's eye view. The gods' final battle was fought across the world, and the all the axis of the world, non of the countless were left untouched by the stain of bloods, only the three at the bottom, only the three of which are planes and their altitude were untouched, the countless rest contaminated in the Crimson that would kill all mortals
The life of mortals was the most vulnerable, and only one hundred Cores of mortals lived, less than the the value of the ten of six zero were of the world remained. One hundred thousand was the might of the mortals. Ten million was the might of the gods that lived once upon a time
The beliefs of the world drove civilization foward, they knowledge to grow, the Golden Gates held the truth, however along that path. The Vanguard had appeared, the guards of the divine constellations. The ancient children who walk the night sky
"Do not taint the remains of our great fathers with your mortal ambitions"
These words had seized the ambition of the Sages, but not the Aspires. The Constellations had declared War upon the Kingdom, the Kingdom that was of the Sages and Aspires, ruled by the Sages
From his cell. Kor sang a melody. "Only the smartest man sees the path, but a foolish man, a foolish man is who sees the truth"
He read his second Scroll
The Core of the constellation is to descend to the world, no resistance is commended with respect, only scrutiny, only condescension. He who chooses a greedy man is the greedy man
Just as Kor was to read the third scroll. Screams pierced the sky. The lies that had lived to kill the truth, the lies that came before the first mortals. The Golden Vow had come. The group of only two that had slaughtered the gods, they had come. Lue and Seria. The twilight soul, the oneness in soul, the lovers in amongst War. The warriors who made the depths of hell tremble in fear
Their presence held no salvation, only the thirst of blood, their origins were unknown, no writing described them, but they are beings who appear in the dreams of many. Only their massacre of the fathers was ever known, the reason was a divide of great speculation
Their battle cry, the screams that cry out as they appear were believed to be the last breaths of the fathers
"Countless worlds. Countless worlds, we have searched far and wide for the last of your bastard kind. No fathers shall survive so long as we are still with a life. We shall cut you down just as we did your ancestors"
Their voices flew to the skies, echoing to the ears of the elder fathers of the godly race, the elders of the ancient children
"Not even the depths of hell are monstrous as this bunch"
The man, Lue unshieved his blade, the Excalibur. The blade which had been forged by the depths of collapsed stars
The woman, Seria summoned her divine chains, chains that bound hell, subjecting the great evil to surbordination
The swing of Excalibur shook the world. The Constellations in the skies cracked one by one, breaking the sky. The people below saw what was but a Myth, the aftermath of the war that had occurred billions of years before their mortal primordial
"Excalibur. Your feed awaits you" Lue leaped into the air, vanishing from sight, the moment her vanished, all the remains ceased to be seen, however, a great slash tore across Wolfor Kingdom, splitting it into pieces of rock, sliced from every direction imaginable. The divine chains held all the one hundred Cores of the Mortals, protecting them from the endless power that seemed to surge from nowhere, yet persisted in its destruction everywhere
"This day was but a dream. You are to forget it when the sun rises tomorrow" the woman's voice was youthful, as if it were a young adult who had not aged far into their life, it did not fit the voice of a godly being who had survived for billions
In the astral plane, the gods' home domain, the core that was meant for the Sages, its last soldier was cut down, only the army of a thousand core remained, along with the ancient children, and the elders themselves, their armor shined in their warriors transformation, their parenthis weapons, weapons of the gods shined with a brilliant glint, with the sharpness said to be greater than Excalibur itself. They were forged at the peak of the world, the astral plane. Their properties held no axis, no distance, they only obeyed time
Lue laughed in their presence, raising Excalibur into the air. The world cried once more, the screams traveling far and wide, bursting the canals of those hoping to listen even from the third axis, countless axis below the Astral Plane
"Fools. Excalibur is no sword forged from a star. This is the sword forged from my sorrow, the despair and hatred that fueled my revenge, despair that lasted longer than your fathers' generations. Its hatred for you knows no limit"
On the world below, Seria spoke as if to herself. "The god of knowledge once said, axis are the dimensions of our world, they are a Cardinal of numbers. Even the highest of Hydra cannot fathom the scale, only we gods can live across them all, children such as yourself, who were cast into the hells of Hydra, are not gods. But, in this current day, we have slain them all, their words were as shallow as their ego"
Hydra were the great evil that lurked in the depths of hell, as a three headed serpent, it fed on the sorrows of the world, its evil spread like a fire across the spiritual plane of the world, contaminating the souls of many. It had killed many along its climb of the cardinal, however, the climb was forever long, and it could never reach the gods, failing as thee god of greats cast it to its bottomless abyss
"They say the gods' had only one destination. Nirvana, the idea repulsed me. How do barbaric creatures such as yourselves, who sacrifice children for power – Deserve enlightenment?!"
Excalibur came down with a great power, cutting the world through, splitting it into two, the cut had destroyed the body and soul of the first constellation- Valoom
All of the world, in its state of pieces froze, no creature, no ancient children, no sage or Aspire could move, only Seria and Lue
"The history of this world has been destroyed long before we arrived"
"Someone exposed us"
The history of the world was gone, it could no longer continue. It had lost its beginning and therefore could not have an ending. The Lies left, traveling far beyond the worlds, they went to the world court, the realm ruled by the Tapestry god of the world, one who held authority and supremacy unmatched by all within the and across the countless worlds
"You have yet again formed countless possibilities. Destroying a world only grows their number. " The god spoke to them when they entered the court
"The number is no longer just a Cardinal, it is recursive, you have caused a chain reaction that has no end"
Destroying more created countless more gods, the very beings they sought to end