Dream Visions Of Brodaic, Dark Wizard
Legend of Worlde Arcane
The following chapters were found in the burning ruins of the Dark Citadel of Brodaic, the other chapters were never discovered. These First Four Chapters appear to document the Chronicle of the Ancients, the following chapters must document the shaping of the Lands as we know them.
Chapter I: Chaos Order Revolution
Before time, before terror, before war, there lay the infinite plane of the shadows. The countless stars of the Void, drifting endlessly within its great fabrics. The lifeless, dark, and empty planes. The forever cries of silence, the eternal calls of death. There lay nothing upon the planes, and who can say how many eons have passed since then.
Then came the First Fire, the Melody of Creation, and the Rhythm of Chaos. Ever changing, never staying, galvanizing and perpetual, burning forever within the Void. What was, is, and will be belongs to the Melody of Creation. From Chaos, all creation sprang, and to Chaos, will all creation end. From the First Fire, light sprung, and lit the stars, numbered them, and became their strength.
Shortly after the numbering of the stars, the molding of the planes, there sprung the First World. Greatest and eldest of all planes thereafter, the First World became the most powerful within the ranks of the Melody. The drifting forever, the cries of silence, the calls of death ended. There came the First Order, from which sprung the Balance, and from which sprung the Laws of Life. Thus by molded within the Melody of Creation the Laws of Life, and though the Rhythm of Chaos sounded it not, Order became life. By thus, the first people were made.
Dwindling upon the First World, there came the Age of Silence, for then the power of Chaos was stronger still, and the Rhythm did whatever it can to dissuade the first people from their righteous passage to Order. Thus by came the Breaking of the Melody, for by dissuading the people, Chaos broke the Balance and by thus damaged the Melody. No longer powerful enough to retain the First World, the Melody receded into the mists of the Void, leaving Chaos alone within the realms.
Thus Chaos blamed the first people for the receding of the Melody, and gathering the forces ever changing it came to destroy them. But the First Fire rose in return, and the stars were furious, and from anger came strength. Chaos battled the First Fire and lost, by thus it was locked within the barriers of Balance and sealed forever until the end of time, whence all shall recede into it.
So ended the Age of Silence, and the first people found again their righteous pass, and most continued upon it. Though some, dissuaded and corrupted by Chaos, turned from their travel into Order, and fell eternally within the shadows. Unknown was their passage, for written only in the Passage of Sorrows was their tale, and it was lost for ages since creation.
Those strong and faithful survived the passage, and by so came to perceive the glory of Order, and given to them was a piece of the glory, of the flames of Order, so that they may nurture it in their hearts, and sing forever the Melody of Creation. These people became known as the Ancients, for they were by far wisest and most mightiest amongst all which sprung afterwards. But little did they know, that overshadowing them all, still watching patiently, was Chaos.