Plot
Jun 10, 2013 17:14:07 GMT
Post by Ethereal on Jun 10, 2013 17:14:07 GMT
the PLOT
It was a strange day when the first daemon was born. At that time, Greece was just a budding flower within a harsh rocky terrain, struggling to grow big and strong. But, nevertheless, that young daemon came into the world kicking and screaming, as something not human. Mutated, perhaps. Or maybe his abilities really were magical, god-given. Either way, that little baby boy was born with unique powers. He appeared as normal as everyone else on the earth; four limbs, two eyes, two ears, etc. But as his parents and friends grew old and passed, he and his two younger brothers retained their twenty-year-old bodies.
Soon enough, the three met ten other... unique beings. They formed a family-like group, protecting and caring for each other like a dysfunctional family of twelve. How exactly the twelve spent their first few years as immortal is unclear, but it is known that they spawned nine children who were just as strange and unique as them. But then they discovered a blossoming flower, a seed in a fertile garden; Greece. The thirteen, using their strange abilities, managed to convince the humans that they were all-mighty and divine, that they were gods. And as the mortals began to spin grand stories about how the twelve came to be, and their non-existent children, they played along.
And they helped their followers prosper, become a great empire. But all great empires fall; the daemons were helpless as their country fell under the weight of a changing world. They spent the next thousands of years traveling, sometimes alone, sometimes in a group. They still kept contact with the mortals they had grown to love, though, spawning wild fantasies and strange myths.
And then it happened. The Collapse. A massive war shook the earth and leveled the land, eliminating countless lives and destroying cities. And the Thirteen saw their chance. Once again, they joined together to held a small group of humans build a city. Once again, they had helped the humans build a paradise, and they expected to be treated as they had before. But, alas, the humans did not respond as the Thirteen had assumed they would. The humans thanked the mysterious figures with the strange abilities, yes, but they didn't begin to worship them. And this caused outrage within the Thirteen. So they cast the biggest perpetrators out into the woods, in hopes that they would starve. But as the Thirteen made a home where they and their children could prosper and the humans would, once again, grovel in fear, the humans outside of the wall were building a home of their own.
Soon enough, the three met ten other... unique beings. They formed a family-like group, protecting and caring for each other like a dysfunctional family of twelve. How exactly the twelve spent their first few years as immortal is unclear, but it is known that they spawned nine children who were just as strange and unique as them. But then they discovered a blossoming flower, a seed in a fertile garden; Greece. The thirteen, using their strange abilities, managed to convince the humans that they were all-mighty and divine, that they were gods. And as the mortals began to spin grand stories about how the twelve came to be, and their non-existent children, they played along.
And they helped their followers prosper, become a great empire. But all great empires fall; the daemons were helpless as their country fell under the weight of a changing world. They spent the next thousands of years traveling, sometimes alone, sometimes in a group. They still kept contact with the mortals they had grown to love, though, spawning wild fantasies and strange myths.
And then it happened. The Collapse. A massive war shook the earth and leveled the land, eliminating countless lives and destroying cities. And the Thirteen saw their chance. Once again, they joined together to held a small group of humans build a city. Once again, they had helped the humans build a paradise, and they expected to be treated as they had before. But, alas, the humans did not respond as the Thirteen had assumed they would. The humans thanked the mysterious figures with the strange abilities, yes, but they didn't begin to worship them. And this caused outrage within the Thirteen. So they cast the biggest perpetrators out into the woods, in hopes that they would starve. But as the Thirteen made a home where they and their children could prosper and the humans would, once again, grovel in fear, the humans outside of the wall were building a home of their own.
