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In this age the world is known as Ultimum Casum. It has ended before, and is likely to end again, but not as long as there is a story to tell. A millennium ago science and magic were one, and at the apex of civilization the mortals of the world had advanced to near godly levels, but as we all know with great power comes great responsibility. The world was unified, but in peace it had become stagnant, there was suffering where there should be nothing but harmony, there was ambition where there should be nothing but equality. The world was fraying at its seams, and the Gods saw this but did not know how it could be stopped.
The world fractured, each and every person in a position of power believing they could take the whole for themselves, and each one of them wrong. Monstrosities were created, atrocities were committed. The world shook with the thunder of war, and when the storm of war had finally abated the Sun had set on an age, and a new one was soon to begin.
For the entirety of the war the Gods had sat by, as they had in ages past, and watched as ruin befell their creations, and when the world was ready to begin again they decided that this time they would shape it more clearly. Left to their own devices mortals would always strive against each other, even when they had the resources to live happily, it was some broken part of their nature that eternal beings could not understand or rectify. Since they could not quell competition, they decided it must be limited in some way.
They gathered the survivors and broken remnants of the world into twelve cities, one for each god, and they created great domes of energy over the cities to protect them from the foul creatures and dark forces they had once again let loose on the world. At the center of each city was a Tower of Heaven, which reached up to the dome’s peak, the sentient Towers acted as conduits of the God’s will. From each city a leader was chosen, and these twelve leaders became known as the High Council. From this council the Panarch was chosen, the Panarch was leader of the greatest city and so ruled all others, and was chosen not by the council, but by the Towers of Heaven.
This became the new game among the mighty, the greater your city the greater your power and wealth. It fed their need for competition while benefiting the world, but it was not enough for all. The world was still a place of chaos, human emotions ran rampant, influencing all of their decisions. The Gods realized that they could not keep the world in balance because they did not understand mortal drives, and so they gave their powers over to those who did.
They created the Library and the amorphous Sentinels that guard it. The Library, like the Towers, was sentient, but it existed outside of the ordered universe, and it was responsible for something entirely different than the Towers of Heaven. The Library created what are simply called the Books, each book represents an aspect of the material world, such as life and death, or fate. All of the Books lie dormant within the Library, but when the right person is chosen, the Book activates and manifests itself before them in the material world. They do not gain control of their aspect, they become it. Armed with the knowledge that they had left the world on autopilot, the Gods receded into the void, content to wait, and a new age began.
Hello RPG, this is an RP setting of mine which combines three previous ideas which I was never confident enough to put forward, recently though it occurred to me that I could blend them all together and so here we are. The world is still very much open to development as is the story unfolding within it, so who's interested?
This will very much be a character driven RP, not a nation RP.