Chapter 1: Le Kozmos, [the soup of souls, the universe]
“In the present, we bloody halberds and musket-balls in search of the heart of Agno. Here, now, we have learned the secrets of the universe. Our challenge is to spread them across our enshrouded planet. But one solitz[day], many [years] ago, we knew nothing, we were but babes suckling at the teat of demons. We clawed our way, through blood and steel, to where we are today. If you don’t understand those old days, you cannot understand the new. Let this tome be your torch. Go, and fill your mind with [holy] light!”
-Alta'lüx Agnacia IV (c. 654 AM)
[the 9,999th sykal PA To the 56th sykal AM]
“The [Monad] spoke to me in the night, I heard it brother!” said [Paola] to her brother [Ephram].”
[Ephram] retorted “You hear nothing but the souls of daemons sister. Forget your “dreams!”. He walked the Vidolyn Walls and set down his principles clearly “We are but the humble [servants] to the old ones: who guard nature against our [kaotek] hunger and vicious instinct. If you allow vile and [foreign] daemons curse your mind you’ve been led astray”
“I saw the light of truth! I see the truth of my inner power!”
“You choose to walk the path of the [pakt-breaker]! You are no sister of mine!“
Then, the Saelyn Line would splinter and crack, as the “Kundroi” or [People of the Way] made their last stand against the innevitability of Miryn domination
MESE I: [Capterai I -III]
-Summarizing the events of the first pre-Agnyne scrolls of the Nurmid-
[The Sun and its Moon-love]
"Before the first dawn, there was only the hunger, ever ravenous to devour light before it could dare exist. This dark greed was Kaos. The Monad, in its sanktyne[holy] benevolence, struck the first spark. Then, there was love, light, and life!"
-The Sanktyne Nurmid 1:1;1,
{“Srosh cared only for its etir, as did the Monad. Their love was so great as to birth the kozmos[universe] itself, yet so focused as to enshroud their most favored of [dreams].”}
-The Sanktyne Nurmid, 1:4;3,
FIRST, BEFORE TIME WAS MEASURED,
or the plane of creation spanned vast, there was the ink sea, who's charged and sable depths held all energy and light under their overwhelming pressures. At the bottom of their depths, it is said that a Mir [human*9] could not last even one segunde before their somnium[skull/dream-hub] would splatter beneath its weight. Centuries before the first Frakti [celestials/planets], long before the asteri[stars] were born of fraktyn somnis [planetary dreams], and millenia before the beasts and servant-beings would come to roam those asteryn spheres, there was a long and silent darkness.
Here the Kaos reigned, content in its dominance. Kaos was of the ink sea, it wafted up into the upper kozmos, and bade all young souls [ahk[oi]] and materials [Mahterai] be torn apart, lest they disturb the calm of the ink seas. Here, total diskord filled the infinite darkness, which tore apart all structures, all of which were yet to be forged of the disparate and uncooperative mahterai and ahki, which had hertorfore been heedlessly floating about the Kaotek sea. Those materials and souls, when they did form some structures, and would begin to pulse light onto the chaos, would never grow. The kaos was too strong, and its pressure tore these young structures to dust. So it was that no ahk or mahterai ever manifested in the time of the ink sea.
Then, at some beautiful and sanktyne moment, estimated by Agno 'Apr?mlüc' -may his Ahk forever inspire- to have begun in the 9,999th sykal PA, kaos would be ruptured by the birth of 'Il Creatzi Gran', 'Il Mahtenfont': the Great and sanktyne Monad'. Agno proclaimed in his Santyne life that amidst the pain and silence of the kaotek darkness, the sanktyne Monad burst forth from glorious fire into existence.
The Monad was a well of energy, thought and creation, able to remold anything it wanted, either with its will or by chance. From that point on, there was to be the Monad and the kaos; locked in eternal warfare. The Monad, where all creation originates, made it a mission to banish kaos, which destroyed creation with its mere existence.
The sücrum, divine home of the Monad, would somniate forth from the dreaming Monad, where a field of Mahtyn energy, sanktyne in its light, would dispel all kaos from within its bounds. Here, in the sücrum, live all who reach the height of thought and creation. The First somn of the Monad was Srosh, the Etir, who would help the monad in building the sücrum, a place where they could be safe from the kaos in their sanktyne circle.
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As the Monad and its Etir woke and slept for centuries, it dreamed, together with Srosh, of the first Frakti born of a dual somn: Aram?n. This young white-blue sphere, dimly glowing amidst the kaos and light of the Sücrum. It was the first Fraktni [planets, shards/children of the sun] would be born alled 'Il Girat',
It burst into existence and from its formation asked its dreamers to allow it to explore, away from the sücrum, and build its own plane with which to occupy within the kaos, allowing it to somn its own creations. Aram?n was youthful and ambitious. For centuries, the Monad and its Etir, Srosh, would deny their creation this privilege.
The Monads' light shone extremely bright as its sücrum expanded, finally their most recent dream had come to completion, and Nyothrag was born, bursting into the sücrum like a great explosion of fire. This was the most sanktyne of all fires, and like all truly sanktyne fires, it never burned out. The Monad and Srosh celebrated the completion of their second Nyotek creation, another to grow the great sücrum. Aram?n, however, was less than pleased.
Nyothrag was faster, brighter and much larger than its kin. For centuries after the two would battle for favor and light from the Monad and Srosh, but find their dreamers’ lights to be dim upon them. So they set about to outshine one-another, meditating to sharpen the powers inside their akhisi. This work was dangerous and made Srosh jealous of the Monad's power, they fought over everything because of this, and over time, the monad broke, and promised that it would shine all of its light upon Srosh until the kaos destroyed the sücrum, in. This meant Aram?n and Nyothrag were shrouded, and would thereafter gather behind Srosh to bask in the light which shone from around the edges of the Etir.
This went on for monetsi, until Nyothrag performed a great show of light which wowed the Monad and brought both it and Srosh to fall into a deep and thoughtful slumber. In the cold darkness which followed, the kin: Nyothraag and Aram?n would find themselves in battle. In the snapping cold of the slumber, shining red and wild, Nyothrag would lie in wait for both its creators to be completely asleep, and as they slept, Nyothrag went to Aram?n. Its message was simple, Aram?n was a weak Frakti, dim and foolish. It attempted to win the light of the Monad, but was shunned. How-beit, Nyothrag was a shining Frakti, the brightest, and would outshine the somnyn power of any other Frakti who went up against it. Nyothrag deserved all the Monad's light upon only itself, and its light was dazzling, even without the Ma'aht-font's sanctyn rays.
Aram?n objected, pleading with its kin to dispel with its bullying, but Nyothrag wasn't interested. Nyothrag show-cased its ability within the sücrum, imagining a great shade which threatened to enshroud every last ray of Aram?n's light. Aram?n attempted to resist, but could not withstand its kin's power. Nyothrag, thinking itself to be teasing its elder kin, wouldn't let up. As Aram?n gasped for light and tried to beg its kin to stop, it was blinded and scarred by the Monad's somnyn burst.
More powerful and bright than ever before, the Monad's sudden light bade even Nyothrag to turn, losing concentration, and saving Aram?n's light. The light burned so bright because the Monad had completed its third creation, Piyr. Upon its burst from the somniums of the first two, Srosh cried out in horrible pain, and its sanktyne blood would explode outward from Srosh's Akh, flowing down every layer of light to the membrane of the sücrum.
Piyr would outshine both Aram?n and Nyothrag, waking all from the foolish conflict. Piyr descended from the high planes of the sücrum to council its new kin. As it came, Piyr dreamed up expansion after expansion, doubling the sücrum’s diameter. with its mighty torch. Witnessing the light, Aram?n would live, but It would never again be the same Frakti, and to this solitz is streaked with darkness. The night after, as the sanktyne Famiglia of Frakti took somnyn rest from the solitsi of battle, Aram?n would slip off, out of the safety of the sücrum, and be consumed by the ever mighty and fraying forces of Kaos.
That rising, the Monad searched about with its santyne oculus, hoping to find its second creation. It would never find Aram?n, for that Aram?n was dead, and a new Frakti had been born. Refusing to believe Aram?n dead, the Monad went out of the sücrum and into the Kaos to search for its lost dream.
The Monad would leave the sücrum, enshrouding all the
In pain and grief for Aram?n, Srosh's blood would hear it's somnoi, and manifest itself into a new being. Disord was a different Frakti entirely. upon manifesting it screamed a great cry of pain which shook the Frakti to their core, and bade all of them to witness what was to follow. Srosh came to Disord, who was very dim, streaked with darkness and crimson as blood. It was coagulated in a pool at the bottom of the sücrum. Here, Disord would curse Srosh for creating it, it was to be a great somn, not a dim and weak afterbirth. Srosh plead with Disord to calm, but only angered it further. Disord charged into its creator and threw shards of kaos at Srosh; who there-after became streaked with craters of darkness, wounds of stillbirth. Not only did the bloody one disrupt its dreamer, but it also began to grow even dimmer, before the darkness was kaos itself. Disord grew as it consumed the bright monek light of the sücrum. Soon it threw all the rest of the Frakti into orbit round its great darkness. All the light fell into its unending maw, and all the Frakti and the two creators couldn't resist its pull. Disord laid waste to the sücrum, tearing down the unimaginably beautiful somnyn structures, surrendering them to the kaos.
Luckily for the kozmos, The Monad would return from its expedition just in time, with Aram?n no closer to being found. Witnessing the kaosek invasion, the Monad would have no choice but to permanently banish Disord from the sücrum, and order it to find its lost kin in the kaos if it ever wished to return. With all their light, the three celestials were just able to expel it, and with the loss of two creations, Srosh grew dim, and waned to nothingness, becoming much smaller than the Monad and Nyothrag, who grew bright in their triumph, working with Piyr to rebuild the sücrum.
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