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World of Magicosm
In the beginning
Posted Tuesday, April 10, 2001
They were frustrated. Since the dawn of time, They had fought against each
other, all-powerful blow on all-powerful blow, swifter than thought,
mightier than the forces of nature. Eons of battle had passed by, as the
They strove to defeat their equals, but none had fallen, none had triumphed.
In the beginning, They were alike, in all aspects. They had been siblings in
this place, each wanting their place in between the myriads of equals. Only
moments after the dawn of time, the first blow landed and strife erupted.
Vast magical energies, legions of servant warriors, hordes of unholy
terrors, called into being with a mere thought, and dismissed as readily, or
left to wreak havoc on their own across the battlefield that was theirs,
blood and fire filling the heavens and the hells, countless act of bravery
so valiant, untold numbers of heinous deeds so atrocious, and no one took
A voice sounded out, heard by all. "Stop.", it said. Thousand of legions of
warriors stopped their battle, blades stuck in foes, myriads of unspeakable
terrors cowered before the voice, halfdead corpses in their gaping maws and
fists. "This is futile." it said, as the magical energies slowly sizzled
into mere shadows, warriors freeing their blades from the fallen, terrors
falling back to their nests.
Millenia rolled by as They pondered what their sibling had told them. That
it had found a way for them to test their mettle, their beliefs. They
pondered, lost in infinite thought, on how they would address the challenge
their sibling had laid before them. Silently, They defined their being,
their ideals took form, the legions of warriors and hordes of terrors long
forgotten, and slowly, one by one, They found their place in things, and
They agreed to the Codex.
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