It is spoken of in the Grand Archives of the Timecentred Capital, of the Deep and its beginnings Above us. Before Time, existed the Stars, tiny points of Light in the Deep that took comfort in its embrace. Then one, whose name is lost to time, fell from the Deep into the world, no longer satisfied with the peace that immortality brought him. He wished for power, for worship, and so shone his Light upon the world, creating Time and Mortality. From the Pit, he dragged Man from their sleepless dreams and there they marched upon the Demons that resided in the World, their timelessness stolen by the Light.
For years beyond measure, the wars between Man and Demon raged, until the Star Who Fell committed the Second Sin. He created the First King of Man, Varchic, who took upon himself the Light and bested the Demon Knight Sin’Jakhta in combat, stealing from the Demons the Rite of the Sea. With it, he befouled the World by raising up Land, a cruel mockery of the Deep in the Light’s image. The Demons, nearly extinct, fled into the Oceans, away from the Light, where the Deep could once again restore their immortality. The First Demon, Trelmar’ga, allowed their escape through his sacrifice, and with his dying breath spoke of the Ocean Child who would rise and deliver the Demons back to their ancestral home on the Surface.
And so, the Demons rescinded from the Light, and Man forgot their existence as they basked in the fruits of the Light, unknowing that they too had lost their undying lives in exchange for a falsehood created by the Church of the Star and Varchic himself. The world itself trembles as the Children of Varchic raise more and more Land with the Rite of the Sea. The Church, unsatisfied with that which they have stolen, prepare to march against the Demon King of the Undersea. The Demons await the birth of the Ocean Child to be returned.
Some Quotes from the Conversation that Spawned this:
“You will never "know" the road until you accept that you cannot know it, that it is DEEP.
This is indeed the way of the DEEP, fellow child of Trelmar'ga
The road is ever-winding.”
“The DEEP is below, the DEEP is above, the DEEP is about
The Ocean Child will rise, and Land shall be struck down
the DEEP shall be all once more.”
“The power of the LIGHT is in its finitude, you say, and then with the next breath say that it can overcome the infinite. Even the basics of all things escape your puerile thought.
Upon the sacrifice of the God-Emperor Trelmar'ga, we have been infinite and endarkened.
The DEEP demands that you hear its bells, loud and clear, each passing moment it signals that your life is just a reflection of a reflection, until you are a mere husk of yourself.
That which is finite is flawed.
That which is infinite may strive to remove its flaws.”
“The LIGHT's heat shall boil your depths and remove your DEEP.
And you shall be exposed for what you are, creatures.”
“Fool! For it is exactly the above that first cast it's LIGHT down to the PIT from whence Varchic rose to bless us with the stability of land!
The LIGHT pierces both soul and darkness. It covers the worlds beyond and the Heavens above.”
“You stand on shifting sands heretics. We Men of God stand upon the Rock and bask in the Light.
The Land is our bastion, and it will increase ever onward.
The DEEP offers lies and darkness. It reveals nothing; it teaches nothing; it produces nothing.
You die eternally in vain.
When you lose your bastion in meaning and trip down to the deep will only then you truly see the foolishness of the path you've chosen?”
“I know well my place, Child of Varchic
my abomination is beautiful in the darkness.
Revelation, an abject falsehood. True knowledge is not revealed by some wish-washy power, but is sought for, strived for, and approached by effort in the voids of the DEEP.”
“The DEEP takes your soul every day, another nugget for the beast's eternal dining table, but it cannot do this without your trust. The DEEP knows what you want, it demands that you believe that its offer is the most pleasurable, wonderful and earth-shattering to your soul;
It's infinity can and will be cut short, for its evil and chaos must be stopped.
It is the LIGHT who shall do it.”
“Seek thee not the warm blanket of the Ocean and the DEEP, where all things are peaceful?
Peaceful until Varchic came, indeed.”
“Varchic is Man, the greatest form given by the Light. And Man, as the servant of the Light, alongside the Stars themselves, will pierce and destroy the DEEP.”
“Never have we been meant for something limitless and formless like the deep. That is but poison for men. We put our faith in things finite, and thus find stability.”
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