Post by Nicxan on Aug 5, 2009 1:45:15 GMT -5
There are many worlds. None of them knows of the other’s existence.
Each world is sealed off from others, contained and blocked from intertwining with others.
Yet, there have been tales …
Each world has its own level of power; how strong the people are and the overall aura of said dimension.
It is said in old tales passed down that each world has their own “river of power.” It is contained and separated from other rivers and streams, a good distance.
It is rumored, in old tales passed, that if the river overflowed with its own power, it would collapse under its own weight, and cease to exist. Other rivers, when they overflowed, would intertwine and mingle with others, eventually mixing together to create a brand-new world of its own.
This world is called “The Alicuna.”
It is as barren as stone, with rocks and boulders jutting about in every which way; no life exists there, not a single blade of grass, not a simple songbird.
Yet, with this world created, problems arise for the worlds that did not fall and collapse due to their overflow.
There is technology not encountered. There is magick where science rules over the laws of society. In this chaos, alliances of good and evil of all kinds are born …
And there are wars.
The overflow of rivers has begun.
Many worlds are already intertwined with one another; some coexist. Some clash with one another and leave their fields in blood.
Some worlds have also fallen.
They have ceased to exist for most, and under the weight of their own ability, have sunken to another level. It is impossible to regain what they have lost.
These lands … have ceased to exist.
Brave heroes must travel to The Alicuna, avoiding the villains that wish to keep the worlds connected for the sake of their own power. The heroes must find a way to calm the rivers of power and seal them all once again.
New relations are formed … as are betrayals.
All of this … is written in the book. There are blank pages which have yet to be filled in.
The pen is now handed to you, reader.
How will you finish this story?
Each world is sealed off from others, contained and blocked from intertwining with others.
Yet, there have been tales …
Each world has its own level of power; how strong the people are and the overall aura of said dimension.
It is said in old tales passed down that each world has their own “river of power.” It is contained and separated from other rivers and streams, a good distance.
It is rumored, in old tales passed, that if the river overflowed with its own power, it would collapse under its own weight, and cease to exist. Other rivers, when they overflowed, would intertwine and mingle with others, eventually mixing together to create a brand-new world of its own.
This world is called “The Alicuna.”
It is as barren as stone, with rocks and boulders jutting about in every which way; no life exists there, not a single blade of grass, not a simple songbird.
Yet, with this world created, problems arise for the worlds that did not fall and collapse due to their overflow.
There is technology not encountered. There is magick where science rules over the laws of society. In this chaos, alliances of good and evil of all kinds are born …
And there are wars.
The overflow of rivers has begun.
Many worlds are already intertwined with one another; some coexist. Some clash with one another and leave their fields in blood.
Some worlds have also fallen.
They have ceased to exist for most, and under the weight of their own ability, have sunken to another level. It is impossible to regain what they have lost.
These lands … have ceased to exist.
Brave heroes must travel to The Alicuna, avoiding the villains that wish to keep the worlds connected for the sake of their own power. The heroes must find a way to calm the rivers of power and seal them all once again.
New relations are formed … as are betrayals.
All of this … is written in the book. There are blank pages which have yet to be filled in.
The pen is now handed to you, reader.
How will you finish this story?