What's up universe!
Lux here. And man, what a day it's been. I woke up this morning thinking it was going to be another jolly good ole day: watering the garden with mother, meditating in the waterfall pool with Master Vu'mar, relaxing in Hammock Central with Alvia and Ayila. You know, normal stuff. Turns out, today was not a jolly good ole day. Today, we were invaded. By the violent race of humans.
Lux here. And man, what a day it's been. I woke up this morning thinking it was going to be another jolly good ole day: watering the garden with mother, meditating in the waterfall pool with Master Vu'mar, relaxing in Hammock Central with Alvia and Ayila. You know, normal stuff. Turns out, today was not a jolly good ole day. Today, we were invaded. By the violent race of humans.
Right, so I bet a lot of you are wondering, wait a second, who are you? Well, I am an elf/fairy. I know what you're thinking, aren't they two different species? Wait do they actually exist? Why yes, they do exist, and yes they are two different species. I am the result of an elven-fairy love story. Beautiful story, maybe I'll tell you sometime.
Oh, right, context. I bet you're wondering when this is being written, assuming this memory drive is found by a species with the technology to read it.
The elves have lived on Earth since the beginning of time, or so we are told. We've lived through the age of Dinosaurs, we survived the meteor that wiped them out, we manufactured the Ice Age in an attempt to double the amount of sunlight we could harness. We were a great civilization, certainly not without our flaws, but harmonious, peaceful, and absolutely fun!
Now I was born about 200 years after the Ice Age, by which point, my people had thawed the Earth, and constructed the Hyper Core, an overpowered magic amplification device used for many utilities, but most importantly, to protect the galaxy from Angels. But I'll get to that
About 20 years after I was born, we received word from traders of the Galactic Alliance that the Humanoid Collective had declared war. We tried to stay out of it, hoping to preserve our harmonious relationship with Earth and peace.
But...
The humans arrived. They had won the war. Now their eyes were set on the legendary Earth, the origin of all magical beings who could manipulate matter with their very life force, and the home to the Hyper Core. We were a threat, so the humanoid army came to finish us off.
They waged a terrifying war. We lost billions of magical beings. My friends, my family, my home. They came in droves, trillions of starship cruisers, assaulting our world until every last one of us was dead. In the last week of battle, our High Council decided to hide away 200 Elven Guardians, tasked with protecting the Hyper Core. For if the humans got it, all life would cease, in their reckless lust for war and power.
Unfortunately, the humans were resourceful, very resourceful. They tracked the magic signatures of all our Elven Guardians, and in the final battle of Pangaea, all was lost. I and my two apprentices are the last of the Elven race. Our only task, to protect the Hyper Core's power, and ensure the safety of the surviving species out in the universe.
The elves have lived on Earth since the beginning of time, or so we are told. We've lived through the age of Dinosaurs, we survived the meteor that wiped them out, we manufactured the Ice Age in an attempt to double the amount of sunlight we could harness. We were a great civilization, certainly not without our flaws, but harmonious, peaceful, and absolutely fun!
Now I was born about 200 years after the Ice Age, by which point, my people had thawed the Earth, and constructed the Hyper Core, an overpowered magic amplification device used for many utilities, but most importantly, to protect the galaxy from Angels. But I'll get to that
About 20 years after I was born, we received word from traders of the Galactic Alliance that the Humanoid Collective had declared war. We tried to stay out of it, hoping to preserve our harmonious relationship with Earth and peace.
But...
The humans arrived. They had won the war. Now their eyes were set on the legendary Earth, the origin of all magical beings who could manipulate matter with their very life force, and the home to the Hyper Core. We were a threat, so the humanoid army came to finish us off.
They waged a terrifying war. We lost billions of magical beings. My friends, my family, my home. They came in droves, trillions of starship cruisers, assaulting our world until every last one of us was dead. In the last week of battle, our High Council decided to hide away 200 Elven Guardians, tasked with protecting the Hyper Core. For if the humans got it, all life would cease, in their reckless lust for war and power.
Unfortunately, the humans were resourceful, very resourceful. They tracked the magic signatures of all our Elven Guardians, and in the final battle of Pangaea, all was lost. I and my two apprentices are the last of the Elven race. Our only task, to protect the Hyper Core's power, and ensure the safety of the surviving species out in the universe.
So yeah. Now, here I am, sitting in a old maritime bunker from the age of the Dinosaurs, really not sure what to do. I've made contact with the remnants of the Galactic Union. Their leadership unit agrees that the Hyper Core cannot fall into the hands of the human warriors. I must find a way to get it off world.
Alvia and Ayila are with me though, both completely devastated emotionally by the loss of our home, the loss of our family, the loss of everything. Somehow, I must bring them back, Alvia especially. I'm worried she will turn to darkness, and seek revenge. Dark Elves are very dangerous. Once turned, it is very hard to reverse their flow of magic back to the Light.
Anyways, Ayila is asking for help with her training homework.
Alvia and Ayila are with me though, both completely devastated emotionally by the loss of our home, the loss of our family, the loss of everything. Somehow, I must bring them back, Alvia especially. I'm worried she will turn to darkness, and seek revenge. Dark Elves are very dangerous. Once turned, it is very hard to reverse their flow of magic back to the Light.
Anyways, Ayila is asking for help with her training homework.
Until next time my friends across the universe,
Lux Tenebris
Magic Specialties: Plasma/Chaos/Atomic
Rank: Elven Master of Magic
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