Post by Aku on Jul 27, 2008 6:22:56 GMT
Sixteen thousand years ago, the continent of castaria was one united with another continent, one known as Myritrea. Both Myritrea and Castaria played a role within the world as empires, the Gods favoring Myritrea in every way. Prosperity, righteousness, peace reigned over that land; where as Castaria was always tormented by a civil war back to back. Death was a natural cause to them, many of the races war hardened and knew not the meaning of peace. Regardless, Myritrea was a continent triple the size of Castaria-- a land filled by Angels whom worked directly under the gods, and judged over mankind with arrogance.
As years passed, the co-existing empires would come to a point of anxiety, the numerous attempts at humans and elves fleeing to Myritrea being enough to irritate the Lord of Castaria; a Daemon named Rubedo. As more and more of his slaves left daily, he grew tired of the self-righteous nature of the people in Myritrea that did not heed his diplomatic terms to send the peasants back. They did not, and stated they would not betray the trust of those who were tired of oppression and corruption. The response from the Angel's sent Rubedo off his rocker; who ordered a mass of three hundred thousand Daemon and Vampire to lay waste to the lower half of Myritrea.
It was fairly simple; and soon darkness and flames replaced the shining white light as the bodies of the fallen citizens of Myritrea fell on the field decayed into nothing. No one was spared. The women, the elderly, the childred were all slaughtered ten times as brutally as the men; often shoving their blades and hands deep into the wombs of the pregnant women and destroying the child within aswell. When the Angels heard of such hineous acts they would retailiate, amassing their army and lead by the Angel Israfil. As the two armies faced at the border of Myritrea, it would be one that would rock the foundations of the world.
The battle raged for years, camps built on either side as endless supplies of troops were brought; numerous attacks on either sides causing the landscape to change into that of mere rubble and decay. Both sides were growing exhausted, and by now as the years passed into hundreds the gods grew tired of their creations petty squabble. A split was created during the midst of battle, an earthquake causing the area to shift apart and spread away. Many angels would be stuck in Castaria due to this, and retreated quickly to a hidden location to avoid death, as both continents came out of view of each other.
Rubedo took this as a slap in the face, however had no power to do anything about it. Rather his rage was taken out upon the survivors from the battle whom he ordered all executed for failure to defeat the enemy. Thousands dead, many fleeing to other parts of Castaria. However, during this stressful time the Daemon would push himself too far, wearing himself down and opening himself for an attack by a family of Vampires within the capital. They saw him as too oppressive, and unfit to rule the land any longer. Luring him out to dinner at a lavish party he would be taken and binded; his face ripped into with a small knife as his body was carved into pieces.
The pieces was spread throughout Castaria, and as the Vampire ascended the throne as King Lloyd the first, many of the citizens in Castaria felt strongly against another demonic ruler. This would be the start of the seperation of states, Vyslidia and Alcedo forming. At the beginning, both Vyslidia and Alcedo allied against the new state of Valisiel, formerly the empire of Castaria. Lloyd would of course, not see these two rebellious states as independent and thus sent troops to slaughter them all; all which were soundly defeated and forced to face the Vampire Lord. Queen Alyssia of Alcedo and Prince Xavier of Vyslidia proved to be difficult opponents, in a span of one year was capable of gathering a battle hardened army.
Seeing this weakness, the nomadic tribes of Abysuss Inculta also split, and another known as Thonus became prominent. With all these enemies, Lloyd had no choice but to respect his foes as true enemies. As time coursed, the nations would go through a series of wars as history was written for each country, Del'Hara forming from Thonus, Valde Salvia aswell. The Icari had gained a ground south of Castaria, remaining away from their enemies for the time being, as they were also treated as a nation as Valisiel fell, and over it's ruins was created the country of Estona, ruled by Vampires for five centuries.
Now 1604 AS (After Split), the land varies in all form of technology and appearance.