Introduction: Dawn of the Ages
Mysterious Voice, “So little Shades, you want to hear a story? One with heroes, demons and magic perhaps? Then let me tell you about the Legend of Mysterious."
"We were a strong and happy people, having conquered all the lands around and vanquished the evil from our lands. We had restored the balance and peace once shattered by the war between humans, gods and demons. Our Abbey on the Isle of Mystery trained priests for all of the land. The Lighthalzen labs produced the finest research into skills for all to use. We rebuilt Morroc Castle and reclaimed all the surrounding lands. Villages and towns sprung up overnight to train and educate everyone in the profession of their choice. Travel between areas was free and easy for all, healing available to any in need. Merchants could be found selling anything you needed. It was a time of health and prosperity for all.
But it seems we forgot. We forgot the devastation of the wars from the first millennium and our near annihilation. Not satisfied with the second level knowledge we had, we began to seek out ever more powerful skills and spells. We delved deep into the bowels of the earth exploring volcanoes and islands looking for the deeper mysteries. We began to seek the knowledge for our own selfishness, wealth for the sake of wealth, using magic on each other. Our spells became more powerful capable of devastating whole areas and destroying entire towns with one blow. Pride, avarice, murder and gluttony became our past times.
And the evil noticed… Slowly at first and then at a frightening pace, all manner of creatures turned against us. From within our centers of learning demons appeared killing all who stood in their way. No one was immune to the power of this new force. We battled for our lives with little hope for survival. It seemed that all we had created would be destroyed. Friends, family, brothers, fathers, sisters, mothers, no one was spared. I can name the dead; their faces still haunt my sleep. In desperation our scholars and leaders gathered at the Abbey to come up with a battle plan.
Battle plans were drawn up and discarded. Precious time lost in heated discussions. There was only one solution, gather all known power and endow one warrior. Send him forth to wreak havoc on the enemy. One volunteer was chosen and taken deep into the BioLabs. There he was imbued with all the 3rd level skills so sought after by everyone. Equipped and trained he went forth to do battle along with an elite force of warriors, priests and wizards.
The carnage was terrible to behold. The demons released into the world raged against every town and village in reprisal for the damage our hero caused. The Abbey was shattered as if struck by lightning. The evil poured out of Ant Hell, Thanatos Tower and the BioLabs; those places still are dangerous to visit. Little is known about what truly took place, but the effect was felt everywhere at once. Our warp points disappeared, centers of learning were destroyed and the 3rd job skills we spent so much time developing simply failed. As children just born, we had to learn all over what was known before. We are shadows of what we once were.
The body of our hero was recovered and his burial place kept a secret. It is said his tomb contains secrets and his tombstone contains a warning:
'Here Lies Mysterious A Hero of All Ages
Seek not the Knowledge That Rests with Him
But Instead Beware...' "
