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I mentioned earlier on another reply, but I'll repeat it here: in Crystallis, the world I came from before this... "Kali Shashidhwaja" was a term used for the Heroes of Light by the Ancients, and "Heroes of Light" being those who were summoned to the world used in the time I was called there. Along with people I came to know as friends and family.
As for the creation myth... What I'm about to share is long, and unfortunately incomplete. Some parts of what happened I can't fully remember, but I remember enough to answer these.
The Calamity of the Skies. That was the threat we were called from different worlds to stop. What the keepers of the cycle - some crystal tree thing (wasn't there on that mission, don't know the details other than those who went there shut it down permanently) and Chaos - wanted us to do was sacrifice ourselves and our worlds to renew the cycle of life and death. We said no and chose a third option.
We destroyed the mechanism that siphoned life from other worlds, and we killed Chaos. But when we did, Kalki showed up. She possessed one of the best of us after one of us got a lucky hit on her and killed her, and the rest of us fell into a sort of sleep for five years. I don't know all the details about that, but according to my master, she heard a woman's voice before she fell unconscious.
She'd nearly destroyed the planet by the time we woke up. Chose four champions from us called Archfiends, who we had to defeat in order to reach her. We did, and in the end, killed her and saved our comrade. But that wouldn't have stopped the Calamity. After thousands of years, all it and the souls and melodies contained within knew as an entity was destruction. So, four of our own stepped up to guide it into creating a world where they could all be reborn. Live the lives that were taken from them before their time.
... I wish my memory wasn't so messed up, but. There's one more thing.
The purple eyes. That was a common trait of those who were possessed by the Calamity, and those of the repressed versions of ourselves a lot of us called forth to face before the final confrontation. I'd know. I was one of them that did it.
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[Give him a minute. This is a lot of information to type out.]
I mentioned earlier on another reply, but I'll repeat it here: in Crystallis, the world I came from before this... "Kali Shashidhwaja" was a term used for the Heroes of Light by the Ancients, and "Heroes of Light" being those who were summoned to the world used in the time I was called there. Along with people I came to know as friends and family.
As for the creation myth... What I'm about to share is long, and unfortunately incomplete. Some parts of what happened I can't fully remember, but I remember enough to answer these.
The Calamity of the Skies. That was the threat we were called from different worlds to stop. What the keepers of the cycle - some crystal tree thing (wasn't there on that mission, don't know the details other than those who went there shut it down permanently) and Chaos - wanted us to do was sacrifice ourselves and our worlds to renew the cycle of life and death. We said no and chose a third option.
We destroyed the mechanism that siphoned life from other worlds, and we killed Chaos. But when we did, Kalki showed up. She possessed one of the best of us after one of us got a lucky hit on her and killed her, and the rest of us fell into a sort of sleep for five years. I don't know all the details about that, but according to my master, she heard a woman's voice before she fell unconscious.
She'd nearly destroyed the planet by the time we woke up. Chose four champions from us called Archfiends, who we had to defeat in order to reach her. We did, and in the end, killed her and saved our comrade. But that wouldn't have stopped the Calamity. After thousands of years, all it and the souls and melodies contained within knew as an entity was destruction. So, four of our own stepped up to guide it into creating a world where they could all be reborn. Live the lives that were taken from them before their time.
... I wish my memory wasn't so messed up, but. There's one more thing.
The purple eyes. That was a common trait of those who were possessed by the Calamity, and those of the repressed versions of ourselves a lot of us called forth to face before the final confrontation. I'd know. I was one of them that did it.