Spirit Orbs : Chronicles of Ra'as

{ All stories have a beginning and so to understand this epic adventure that is about to be told, we must start from where it all began.... }

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"Ten thousand years ago, a divine creature crashed on RA'AS surface, ripping a space in the clouds as it fell wounded and battered.

It looked like it had just been engaged in a great battle.

A Raza ( humanoid inhabitant of the planet RA'AS ) by the name of R'agnar was among several inhabitants that saw the bright light that accompanied the creature as it fell and the only one that was brave enough to head to the crash site.

He found this mysterious creature and was awed by what he saw. It looked so majestic even with its scars, R'agnar immediately ran to gather herbs to try and treat this mysterious creature, though it wasn't of much help as the creature healed of its wounds soon after.

The creature was still impressed by R'agnar's noble deed and decided to reward the young man.

Introducing himself as "Almiron", he asked R'agnar what he wanted as a reward. At first R'agnar was shocked that this mysterious creature could speak his language and Almiron noticed this causing him to explain to the confused Raza that he had an ability he called, All speech, which enabled him to be capable of speaking any sentient races language by making physical contact with them.

R'agnar was in complete awe of such an ability and decided to make use of the offered reward.

R'agnar told the creature about the perilous state of being that the planet was in. Asking the creature to help him save his people.

Almiron obliged by giving R'agnar twelve mystical orbs he called Spirit orbs.

He told R'agnar that he should safe keep the orbs until he returns to reclaim them.

R'agnar agreed and was imbued with the knowledge of how to use the orbs, then Almiron left him to his thoughts.

R'agnar immediately set to work saving the planet, he divided the planet into twelve regions/realms. Each as big as RA'AS moon which spanned seven hundred and fifty miles in diameter, dividing RA'AS population evenly across each realm.

The energy exuded by R'agnar while reforming the earth mutated the genes of a third of the RAZA population, granting them extraordinary abilities, these individuals soon came to be known as Variants.

R'agnar at his death devised a way for his successor to be able to rule the planet effectively. He created the COUNCIL OF ELDERS, a group of Razas that were the most powerful from each of the twelve realms. Then the GRAND VIZIER who would oversee the council as head and his second in command, the PRIME MINISTER who assisted the GRAND VIZIER in his work.

This system of rulership lasted for years has peace prospered on RA'AS, albeit with the occasional skirmishes that were quelled by the efforts of the D.O.D ( DEPARTMENT OF DEFENSE ), a group of elite fighters that served as the enforcers of the law made by the COUNCIL.

This lasted for years and all was well or so the story goes….

All myths have always been known to have a bit of fallacy mixed with truth in it anyways, so why not this one"

A dark haired male spoke to a blonde haired kid as they sat on a king sized bed with drapes all around.

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The dark haired individual looked to be in his thirties and his appearance was quite noteworthy as he spotted a clean cut hair with side burns, a beard and a moustache. His eyes were a dark brown color and his nose had a flat shape. He was clothed in a black night robe.

The blonde haired kid looked to be around six with an innocence present in his curious eyes. He had blue eyes and his nose was of a more pointed nature.

The room they were in was lit up by candles placed on stands which gave the room a rather serene feel. There were a couple of art works hung across the room walls to give off a sense of opulence. 

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"Wow, R'agnar was such a cool guy and he was so powerful. I wonder if I can grow up to be like him some day. Dad, do you think I can be like him some day??" 

The blonde haired kid remarked as he sat on the laps of the older male. 

"Of course, my boy. Do you see that sword up there." 

The older male pointed to a sheathed sword that was hung on the right side of the room. It had a certain ancient feel to it with its silver scabbard and it's beautifully designed hilt with a red crystal embedded in the hilt. 

"Yeah I do. Why is it here??"

The blonde child asked.

"That sword is a family heirloom passed down from our ancestors from generation to generation. Every generation, the sword gets melted down and remade so as to make sure it never falls apart. It also helps to increase the sword's durability as well making it a really powerful blade, if I do say so myself."

The older male replied with the child on his laps staring at him in confusion. 

"Why are you telling me this dad??"

The child asks a little puzzled. 

"That's because if you want to be like R'agnar, Dan my boy. You are going to have to be like that sword and go through what it has gone through. If you want to be powerful, you are going to have to be melted down and remade over and over again by life's challenges and if you are able to persevere and endure through it, you will be able to emerge strong and then you can be just like R'agnar from the creation myth of our world. Do you understand my words, Dan my boy??" 

The older male explains, placing his right palm on the child's hair and ruffling it up a bit. 

"Yeah I think I do."

Dan replies just as the room door is opened and a dark haired female walks in wearing a night robe. 

"Oh my. Do any of you two gentlemen want to explain to me why story time is taking so long to end."

The dark haired female asks as she joins Dan and the dark haired male in bed. 

"Sorry bout that honey. But Dan and I were just discussing a few things."

The dark haired male responds with Dan getting off of him. 

"Sorry mom."

Dan says in an apologetic tone. 

"Well that's just fine but you have to sleep now. Come on."

The dark haired female replies as she gestures to Dan who crawls up to her and into her arms, laying his head on her bosom. 

"Mom, dad."

Dan calls out in a low tone. 

"Yes dear."

The dark haired female responds

"Thanks for giving birth to me. I'll make you guys proud of me someday."

Dan remarks as he drifts off into a deep sleep with both parents smiling down on him. 

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TWELVE YEARS LATER

"I'll make sure to avenge your deaths. I promise you that."

A male figure covered by a red hood says as he stares at a sheathed sword. Just then, the doors behind him fly open and a guard comes in. 

"Intruder alert. Someone has broken into the vault."

The guard yells out as he sounds the alarm. The hooded figure turns round and sends a iron rod flying at the guard, knocking him off his feet after which he takes to his heels....