Post by karma on Jan 25, 2013 20:00:31 GMT -5
Before light and darkness, before time and space, before chaos and order, before the void and the planes, before the world and the league there was one and all, and nothing and cero.
It was ultimate chaos and order there was nothing and all on an infinite mass of possibilities the cosmic foam as some call it.
Endless possibilities that didn’t take form or became a reality, it was beautiful and horrifying, then the mass took conscience tree concise, it wanted to give birth, to destroy, to preserve, to modify it couldn’t bear perfection and motionless.
It divided in tree entities Paradox, Entropy and Beginning.
Beginning wanted to create, Entropy wanted to destroy and Paradox wanted to challenge.
Beginning said that his job was the most important since without creation there was nothing to destroy or challenge.
Entropy and Paradox believe it so they relinquished a part of their power to Beginning that proceeded to create the universe.
Separated darkness from light, and dreams from reality, the earth from the skies and the oceans he created cause and consequence, he give order to ultimate chaos and give chaos to ultimate order he created rules an all were logical and orderly.
But Paradox wanted to challenge the creation so he give birth to irrationality to counter the logic, magic to challenge cause and effect, paradox give chaos to order and things were balanced.
But beginning didn’t want his perfect creation to be tarnished any further by Paradox so it banished Paradox out of creation, but the damage was made.
Then Beginning created the planes to give magic a place and life to give it a purpose and give the beings a mind to handle the irrationality.
He made it so the things had ha reason and everything was peaceful.
But Entropy wanted to destroy the creation and for that purpose it constructed feelings to cloud the mind, create pride to lost purpose and time so everything would come to an end and come back to the primordial foam.
The beginning was enraged because his creation was now condemned to disappear in the mists of time so he mutilated Entropy and exiled it outside the creation.
Then Beginning created souls to balance the feeling and the mind, free will to challenge the end and honor the balance pride.
And everything was tranquil but Paradox was saddened for what Beginning had done to Entropy so Paradox fused with the parts of Entropy and from that the children of doom were born.
The first child was called Nothingness and inhabited the void between planes his power was to create beings consume.
The second child was Corruption and he would inhabit the hearts of everything and the bases of creation slowly expanding his domains from the inside out.
The third child was Fear and he would inhabit the darkness hereby on the hearths of others or the darkness outside of everyone domain and there it would nest and shatter and consume everything.
The fourth child was Nightmare and it would inhabit the minds and shadows were it would reside and rule, it would rip and torn everything inside his realm and everything that would oppose it.
Those children entered the creation and were putting it into chaos discord and misery.
Then Beginning cried, cried for the first time, since his creation…his sons were suffering and he had not the power to end their misery, there was just too much uncontrolled chaos, too much misery, to much fear, too many bad possibilities that were being born from the original evils.
Then he thought of a plan he used all his power and the rest of the power he had taken from Paradox and Entropy to birth his one child.
It was the light of hope that shinned on all the creation helping all to cope with the misery and fight the evils.
But the light was not strong enough to shine everywhere, and even now the children of doom are still out there trying to destroy and corrupt the hearts and minds of everyone.
END
-Daddy do you think that some of the champions of the league could represent some of the children of the doom?-
Said a little girl to his father on the middle of a night on Bilgewater.
-Well some of them could fit the bill, but you should not fear them my little angel the most dangerous ones are locked up and can’t hurt you.-
But then the sound of thousands of wings would fill up the night and every light would be turned off by unnatural winds.