Bab 2: Shattered Divinity
The serene world of Elysium flourished for millennia, its diverse races coexisting in relative harmony. While not entirely devoid of strife, the fledgling nations that emerged were committed to progress.
But tranquillity was shattered when the gods turned against one of their own—an internal war that would redefine their celestial hierarchy.
The renegade deity, craving dominion over the heavens, was branded the Demon God by the victorious divinities.
Many gods fell in the war, on both sides of the conflict until finally, His defeat fractured his essence into countless shards, They were defeated the body split apart sending hundreds of shards scattering across the mortal lands.
Many more gods who'd sided with the Demon God had also been felled or impressions for their rebellion in support of the Demon God.
And for a time, Elysium remained at peace as the mortal world continued on as it always had barely even taking notice of the war of the gods that had just taken place, the mortals were blissfully unaware of the harrowing conflict that had been raging for years upon years in the heavens.
However that period only lasted for a little while, the gods now ruling the heavens with their numbers diminished and their powers spent sent the mortals a series of oracles that were cryptic, to say the least, and were wholly misunderstood by the mortal denizens, while the divine ones entered seclusion for a period of rest, darkness began to creep unchallenged across the lands.
Dark days indeed have come to the world of Elysium their divine protectors absent from the mortal world unable to understand the divine mandate to guard them against the fallen shards of the Demon God.
Incubus kings emerged, their demonic influence spreading like wildfire, as their own forces were raised and challenged the freefolk nations.
Country after country fell like dominos until only one continent remained untouched by their corruption.
But complacency proved costly.
The Demon Lords, as these Incubus Kings were commonly referred to by the freefolk were drawn to earthly pleasures, and had set their sights on this pristine realm, whole continents fell but that did not stop the fighting as Demon Lords began to fight against one another, hundreds more years passed as the Demon Lords continued to scheme and plot against one another.
But peaceful days did not last after this period of rest ancient maps we found detailing another continent unknown to the Demon Lords at the time, one in particular's attention turned once more to conquest, opting to leave behind the heavily contested land and instead the conquest of this fertile land unclaimed as of yet by any other.
His horde comprised of—Succubi, Orges, and Orcs—crossed the Endless Ocean, assaulting the forgotten continent.
The united forces of Humans, Elves, Dwarves, and Beastkin fought valiantly but fell prey to their own desires, joining the ranks of mindless sex-addicts under the Demon Lord's sway.
This particular Demon Lord was drawn to the pleasures of the flesh more so than even his fellow lords and following in their leader's wisdom so did his armies as they cut a bloody path of pillaging and rape across their newly conquered lands.
The Free-folk nations had eventually banded together and raised alliance armies to defend against this invasion as best as they could however these allied forces quickly fell prey to their own lusts, and many betrayed the alliance joining the Demon Lord's ranks of mindless sex-addicts even the Church of Atuna was relatively powerless to remove the corruption these men and women suffered.
Yet, against all odds, the continent held.
The allied armies pushed the Demon Lord to a precarious standoff without managing to drive his forces back into the sea.
An armistice then settled over the surviving nations, while elsewhere, rival Demon Lords continued to vie for supremacy across the other continents while some's attentions had turned to seeking their now missing combatant.
But the armistice caused a lull that masked a sinister truth: The Demon Lord who had invaded their shores was using this "peace" to further amass his forces, biding his time. His ultimate goal? To seize control of the continent and, eventually the entire mortal world.
For decades this single demon lord was left to build up while on the other continents, other Demon Lord's fought against one another for dominance constantly wearing one another down with regular battles and wars.
Each seeking to claim the entire mortal world for their own.
These demon lords one and all had a desire not just for the world but to also slay the other demon lords for the Demon god shard which created each desired to become whole once more and by absorbing one another shards their powers could increase and one day resurrect the Demon God himself.
The invading demon lord was highly intelligent having heard of the oracles he'd come to this conclusion and deign this world to be his as the world like everything on it would one day be his...
And then... Once it was his...
He'd fuck it in the ass - definitely metaphorically... possibly literally.
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However, it was during this lull that the gods began to stir from their celestial slumber returning to gaze upon the world after being absent from their role as guardians and protectors for hundreds of year, what they beheld was a transformed world.
A realm subtly reshaped by the lingering influence of the Demon God.
His shattered body, fragmented into countless shards, birthed the Demon Lords, each shard yearning for reunification to resurrect the fallen god.
The divine rulers bound by their own cosmic rules, refrained from directly interfering in the mortal world, instead gifting unto the freefolk a means to fight back instead.
A desperate lifeline: the power to summon heroes from another world.
to a world that had changed unbeknownst to them by the influence of the demon god.
These interdimensional champions arrived, wielding formidable abilites.
Yet their coming posed an unforeseen challenge their minds once full of knowledge far surpassing the technology of this world dulled rapidly after arriving.
Perhaps it was the shock of crossing worlds, or the weight of the task lain before them, or the ego that comes with their newfound power, but each of these heroes one by one fell into a shared delusion of grandeur.
To the regular folk these heroes were... powerful retards
These heroes came to their aid however with their great powers came an even bigger problem.
These heroes were... retarded.
They strutted through Elysium, convinced they were unrivaled.
Their egos inflated like overripe fruit, and their grasp on reality waned.
The very essence that made them saviours now threatened the fragile balance as In the decades of relative peace, countless heroes answered the summons being brought to this world, only to succumb to their own hubris and desires.
Their promise faded as the freefolk's belief in them waned, the heroes' minds were replaced by madness and the perceived belief their own manhood was the largest—a perilous descent that mirrored the Demon Lord's malevolence.
And so, as the demon lord marshaled new armies, the heroes danced on the recipes of salvation and ruin.
The fate of elysium hung in the balance, teetering between the fractured divinity of the defeated gods, and the fractured sanity of misguided champions of the mortal realm.
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