Post by &Nony on Jun 12, 2009 19:48:10 GMT -5
W e l c o m e . T o . L e v i t a i a n o n .
People use to think that wolves were always the bad ones. They ate their livestock, slay their children, and ruled the forests in which Human’s hunted in. The humans started to rebel against the wolves and death fell upon Earth. The last of the surviving wolves began to flee Earth and its inhabitants when a mystic portal opened inside of the ocean. The wolves fled to the ocean and swam to the portal. Many didn’t make it, they were shot as they swam, or they drowned. Still, many wolves made it to this place where no humans lived.
The wolves thrived here; there was no pollution, and plenty of prey. Soon the wolves divided the continents of this world into territories. The continents were split by the direction; north went to one pack, west went to another, east to another wolf pack, and same with the south. Each pack had their beliefs and religion. Some wolves decided to stay solo and live as loners. The leaders of each pack met to discuss the place of the new world. Levitaianon, or Levita’ for short. Suddenly one of the god, the god of the underworld Angra Mainyu, unleashed his anger upon the world and started to destroy it. Massive earthquakes and fires erupted from the earth like magic, burning and destroying the land. Water sources dried up, leaving many without food or water.
The wolves relied on a wolf that was able to speak with the God’s. They wanted sacrifice of the Marked Ones. Many were skeptical and others wanted to please their gods. The marked were found and killed in the way that they needed to be sacrificed. The gods were pleased, though a few found the action of sacrifice unnecessary. Angra Mainyu stopped, satisfied with the sacrifice, he remains now dormant in his hellish home. The Levitaianon’s Pack fled through the seas, the Gods gave them a path of rock to pass through, and eventually they came upon this place. Two large continents, the pack wolves fled to one continent, while the rest went to the other. Religions seemed to mold and change, they developed more and more.
It seems like they would never see those furless creatures ever again. The hunters, the executioners, the serial killers of the wolves. A scientist has come to realize through trial and error, that humans die when touching the portal, allowing them no access at all. He has come up with an interesting project. He and his team of specialists have come up with a type of pill that you take to change the chemistry and make-up of your body to become a wolf. The scientist put together a team and have shipped themselves off to the portal.
The gods and goddesses of Levitaianon are not pleased, the same goes for the Kiche. They tell Russet, their loyal messenger, of these events. She is forbidden to say anything to the wolves of Levitaianon, for they had five hard years of searching and reconstruction of their pride and ways of life. The only way of her speaking of these events are if they have told her to do so. The Kiche, worried sick, have found ways to try and contact the living. By entering the bodies of smaller creatures, they try finding the wolves that they are linked to. They are afraid though, since evil demons that worship the Evil Gods lurk everywhere.
The humans have arrived, they are amazed, that such a place could be created. Some are happy with this, wanting to go back, leave the wolves in peace, while others want to kill every last wolf, and the other group of humans want to release more endangered species into this world. War came as did destruction. The wolves moved once more, to a new place. A better place. The Vouska and Ishra rose out of the fallen Starlis, Aditya, and Dunia. Can the wolves find peace? Or will war and hate break out once more between these packs?