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The Guardian And The Faithbreaker

The Guardian and the Faithbreaker

Before Time left the world to its own devices, the two halves of Idevess took it upon themselves to travel the world, and watch all the world, and gaze upon everything their children, for an eternal generation, decided to wry upon the misnomer of the world. And in those days, only one language was spoken by the many guises, and they were the words of the gods, which held much power, and it was as the whole world spoke one tongue. So no matter where Idevess decided to travel, they were able to communicate, and others were able to speak with them.

So it passed that Idevess was returned to a single form, and given guardianship of the insanity of divinity, and decided to settle. As Idevess was somewhat partial to the company of the Wounded Lady, and was able to give her surcease from her grief, they built a fortress on the sea, out of a coral that she gifted to him. And Idevess learned to tame the coral, and grew himself a city of it, which they populated with his favorites among the guises. And they called the city Idevara, for though it became renowned, it was still a part of the land. And Idevara became a center of learning of all types, and of the martial arts, and they sent for their teachers across the world to enlighten the ignorant and empower those who wanted to fight against the Gods of the Land.

And in the center of the fortress, Idevess hid the bottle, and fashioned it guardians from his own power, which they called the Idevorr. And they charged them with guarding not only the bottle, but also the city itself. And though Idevara grew large, Idevess was well known and well-liked, and cultivated friendships among all those who lived there.

As the world rolled, the memory of Time grew dim and the memories of the Gods of the Land grew stronger, though the Eye of Time continued to blink in the sky. The teachers of Idevara found their messages falling more on deaf ears, and fewer teachers went out to roam the land. And the various guises turned to the gods of the land, or more often to themselves, to find answers that suited their tastes. And they fashioned for themselves various notions of corruption, condemning the various faces of nature, most frequently that of themselves. But these notions were meant to be overthrown, and were, though only by more attractive ideas of corruption. And by conceiving evil, the guises began to perpetuate it.

So Time looked down on the many guises, and their many evils, and the Eye of Time blinked orange with ill-disgused contempt. And Time sent a part of Himself down to the land, and called it Coteur, and the Eye turned bright with scrutiny, and stopped its pacing, and night was as bright as forgotten day. And Coteur wore two masks: the prophet wandered the land, the preacher spoke in temples and together the message was spread, though seldom understood. And many followed him, and he wandered.

In due course, Coteur met beings with powers greater than his, for he was only a small part of Time, and his eyes flashed green with envy. He fell under the sway of Sharl Emban, and gave her a child. And as Trestan was slain, and her power splashed over the land, he tasted of it, and was tempted. Being Time, he knew of the bottled power of Idevess, and began to covet it, egged on by the pregnant Sharl, who always loved a good hunt. By and large he made his way to the city, and past the Idevorr, and confronted Idevess, and slew him, and took the bottle, quaffing from it. But he was only able to contain a small portion of the drink; its hunger and ferocity startled him, and sundered him, scattering him twain across the world. And each piece wore one of his masks, and they became the Pas Coteur. And he vomited out a portion of the insanity of divinity into Idevara, for he had drunken too much.

And so the ghost of Idevess grabbed the bottle, plugging it again, and went to tell the people of Coteurís actions, and what needed to be done. For the insanity of divinity Pas Coteur spat out was already beleaguering the city, and they needed to control it, lest they be destroyed. And so Idevess called the council, and all of Idevara participated. And the powers of the citizens of Idevara flowed into layers of circles, spanning the city, and through them flowed the current of power. And slowly a new realm was created, kin to the world but apart from it, and the energies were directed into the realm, and into the circles.

And Time looked on Coteur in shame, and disowned this corrupted shattered piece of himself, and wept. In his fury and grief, he pushed at the night, and the heat of the world fled deep underneath the soil. The ground and the sea froze, the wind flowing into rivers on the surface of the world. Many died, and those that survived were driven under the ground, and into the rifts of Granax. And the circles of Idevara were forced to take refuge in the new realm they had created, fleeing the cold dark night, and they built a new city there, and called it Idevare, for it was built apart.

And Time cursed the world with snapping of shattered minds, so each individual spoke a different tongue, and no two people might speak the same language, and none the language of their birth. And with the loss of those words came the loss of power, and the guises were made impotent and vulnerable. Only the gods and ghosts and those who fled to Idevare were untouched, apart were they from the world. And Time turned His back on the world, and the Eye of Time blinked red with rage.

And the spirit of Idevess went to the Night, and spoke to Time, and nobody knows what was said between them. But when Idevess returned, They had joined the ranks of the gods of the land, and did it without the bottled insanity. And Idevess afflicted the city of Idevara, which was made warm again, gave it over to the Idevorr, who ran free over the broken coral, and tormented the land there. To this day, Idevess still protects the bottle of divinity, and guards it with powers magnified by death and godhood, and lives with Nyx, his lover, who bears him children. And the city of Idevare grew apart from Abaddon under the guidance of Idevess, and it became known as the Prismatic City. And the Eye of Time still is blinking red in its steady pace, and waits. And the sphere of heaven rolls.