Chapter III : Dawn of the age of Light

 

  With the Light scattered across the lands high and low, from sky from Daughter Goddess of Sea Yuidis’ careless move, so gave birth to the age of Light, the beginning of our race. From one unexpected accident of old, kindled a miracle that shall shine eons after and beyond.

  Then what form do we take at the beginning of Light’s descent? According to myth spread by elders and the wisen Book of Neliya, Light spread to the plains, to the mounts and to the shores. The Light that landed onto the main central plains of the Rinne archipelago the Kingdeniom isle, approximately around the perimeters of Yazawa, Nishikino, and Karin regions, are the anscestors of most of us mainland folk, which our ancestors shall later refer themselves and us all as Mitsunotami, people of Light.

  Those that landed near the mountains running center across the Kingdeniom isle, to the Xin an province and to the southern Kyoshu district, are the secluded folk of arts and mystic cultures, the Parusefors, people of the Star.

  And Light that were planted around the shores of Sonoda are rumored to be the water people that left no trace on land and vanished to the sea where legends sing of their kingdom under the sea Shioshishio.

 

 

  (Above: The modern Kingdeniom map and its regions. For referance to some regions mentioned, here is the link to the map: https://www.pixiv.net/artworks/107161110) )

  Yet by the first ages of the early thriving, our Light hearted ancestors have yet no name nor home and were but individuals roaming the lands, which later shall gather one after another, to small groups of hunting and berry picking. Small groups gather and tribes are formed. And the first two main tribes ever documented in lore and in Runes of the Book of Neliya were those the Parusefors of the southern mounts and the Mistunotami of the plain. The two tribes prospered for ages in their separate ways, and slowly formed their own cultures. Many other small tribes followed like spring bamboo, following the Parusefor’s and the Mitsunotami’s ways and soon the Kingdeniom isle was burgeoning with early society. (The tribes of the sea people were not further documented in the Book of Neliya and their lore were unfortunately too little and lost in time.)

 

  But our legend did not end there.

 

  Seeing that the fruits of restoration were squandered and cast across the lands below his fiefdom, Celesteas the Sky man flew into a anguished rage and vowed to take back the Light from the thriving folks below.

So Celesteas sought the God of his Old World, the Elden God Bradinn for aid.

 

“ That clumsy goddess took those Light Memories and spilled them across the dark lands!” Celesteas scoffed, as I could but imagine by the Runes that so depict.

“ And now Underlings are sprouting out of my harvest! Help me take those light back!”

  Underlings, as Celesteas spoke here, are used to refer the new folk born of light. Funny how the word ‘underling’ has become a racist speech that ensues hate crimes mostly due to the nobles of Terminas misusing the word.

 

  The Elden God provided a way to his sole believer.

“ Rest assured, for I shall raise new gods to counter this debacle.” So I imagined the Bradinn’s answer by what he later do.

  And the Elden God summoned storms and flames across the lands, woeful disasters that both thwarted Demons and wiped out many minor tribes of the early folk. Catastrophes of a global scale that shook and swept the ancient Kingdeniom isle, a series of unmerciful natural calamities that myth and legends blame on the Elden God of the Old World Bradinn and the Sky man Celesteas that had him do so.

  The Book of Neliya went even further on this natural atrocity, documenting that from Bradinn’s blow, came the New Gods that serve his cruel deeds.

Ferrion, The God of Fire, raging seas of flame across the plains.

Saten, The God of Lightning, striking down even mountains with his bolts.

Rena, The Goddess of Meteor, raining down flaming stars bludgeoning the earth.

And Caerlia, The Goddess of Metal and all minerals of the lands, raised spears and stakes out of the earth and rained them down a bloody storm, deeming the Kingdeniom isle unable of inhabitance.

  And there were many many more gods, thousands among thousands, Gods big and small so vast in numbers, that even now we believe that in every shape and matter around us, a God dwelled in its obscure form. And by that time of the early days of us Light Hearted kind, the gods are wreaking havoc under Bradinn’s bidding.

 

  And Celesteas saw that it was good.

 

  But Yuidis, the daughter Goddess of Sea saw that this was evil and vowed to fight back and protect those born of the Light Memories that came from her mother The Sea. But the powers of the thousand among thousand gods were too much for her to bear, and she was gravely injured.

  Fortunately, not all gods are evil, and Brad, the elderly God of Earth, made a cave and provided the young goddess shelter.

 

“ What to do? The Gods under Bradinn are too strong.” Yuidis cried sadly.

 

“ Thou comes not from Sea? Where the tear of ZeOrudea fell?” The Elder Brad asked benignly.

“ I was there when the Comet fell, Celesteas took only morsels of its excellence. It’s center is yet buried underneath your home, your Memories. Seek the full extent of that Power, child, and the world shall be saved.”

 

  Thus regained her determination, the young Goddess returned to the Sea in search of the great Memory of Light deep under the Sea.

 

  That, The Book of Neliya so drew with splendor and all of the people of Kingdeniom shall later sing of its glory for eons to now,

 

  Is the sacred Herunis Carna, the Holy Mechanism.

 

 

 

 

Chapter IV : War of the Gods

 

 

 

 

[……to be continued…]