Some just refer to the world as the name of the larger continent they live upon ,Gelicht. Foreigners sometime refer to the world as Akna or Mata, both of which translate to mother. But the true name for the planet itself is Natus. It was a word only known to those who would spend their lives researching the Old World.

Before the empires of man began their rule on Natus there were a number of species that called her home. Elves, Dwarves, Giants, Orcs, and countless others. All of them lived on the planet harmoniously in the early years, but as time passed and hardships arose, they would turn on eachother time after time.

All of the races had a way of communing with the planet in some way. The elves through their trees, the orcs through their fire, and the humans through wells of mystical water that coursed through Natus. At some point the Elves numbers were dwindling beyond repair and their leaders were in desperation to not die out, so they asked their people to all come to the great trees and speak to the planet herself and beg for protection.

Suddenly the trees themselves came to live, not just the ancient trees they spoke through, but forest itself simply uprooted and began to march out. The elves mounted their white stage and followed the treants to the western shore of the continent. The remaining elves would find the smaller marched straight into the ocean, while the larger older ones stopped at the water and rested. The leader of these elves seemed to understand what this meant and despite their way of life being to only care for and live beneath the great trees, he began to strike the tree with an axe to gather lumber. They were to build ships out of their one way communication method with the planet herself. And seemingly the ultimatum was to either stay on this land and continue to speak to her, or leave and survive while losing that gift.

The orcs and giants were the most stubborn of the races and despite endless conflict with its enemies they continued to raid and pillage. The humans seemed to have it the best as their advancements seemed to be much faster than the rest of the monsters that inhabited their land. It was only a matter of time before they were the masters of the continent now called Gelicht and many of the other races were hunted till extinction.

The holy men and women who worshipped the one and only true goddess see all splits and divisions in their religion as meaningless. Differentiating from the old testaments or choosing to believe in anything else is ludicrous when so much evidence points to the goddess and her existence. The Kingdom of Eva itself was established alongside the Church of Thelena, now simply called the “The Church” as other religious advents are stomped out in the country without remorse. Except for that of the individual who called himself The Apostle of the Sun.

This apostle was never truly identified. Maybe it was a single person, maybe it was a group who all claimed to be the apostle. What is known is that whenever the Crusaders would show up to to execute him for preaching in public, he would vanish without a trace. The people in the cities he appeared at would only hear rumors and legends about the apostle, finding him to be more of an entertainer than a holy man. But a few seeds would be planted into the heads of those who listened to their words.

* The world is a living organism, and the northern empire is killing it.
* The sun in the sky is the one true god that should be worshipped.
* The land would continue to grow stagnant if nothing was done about the wasteful habits of the Evan people.

The clergy saw potential in the Apostle’s message. And they also believed that the things he believed in could be twisted to fit the worship of the mother goddess. So the seven cardinals set out to hunt this person down, each city would be combed by monks and priests alike until eventually they ended up at an orphanage where a young practitioner no older than twenty raised hundreds of motherless children.

They had found their apostle, and spoke of funding his word of god. They even offered to allow him to join the inner circle of the clergy where he would have access to nearly anything he wanted in Eva as someone above the law. The nameless apostle asked for none of this, but instead wished to be publicly recognized by the Church so that others may take his teachings more seriously. The clergymen ultimately agreed.

Within a short amount of time the Apostle would gather a large number of followers who believed in this Sun Worshipping. He was charismatic, his words held meaning, and he abandoned all worldly desires as he traveled from city, to town, to village seeking to teach all of Eva about the words the Sun God had directly spoken to him. To his believers the Apostle was a prophet with a closer relationship to the god he spoke to than the clergy with the goddess.

Within a year, the clergy was in an uproar over the backfire in this situation. They had meant to utilize this street performer as a means to instigate the people to enlist into the military in the fight against the north. But instead the Cult of the Sun had grown to large to be ignored at this point, and a large force of crusaders would be sent to eliminate the apostle and all who followed him.

But the apostles precognition would keep him and his followers safe, seeing the incoming threat far ahead of time and fleeing to the southwest shores of the kingdom where there were only small towns and villages. It was in one of these villages that gave the cult members a boat and spoke of a small island off the coast that could shelter them. Seeing this as a sign from god, the Apostle immediately set off to find the island. They had no food or water and it seemed as if the island itself was a legends. But after a week at see, on the brink of death, the Apostle in his followers would find the island and land aboard their new home which they would call Aielessa.

While the Kingdom of Eva may recover over the next hundred years, the people will never forget the losses they suffered in this war. Not only do the casualties number in the hundreds of thousands, but the outlier towns and villages are all but eradicated. The wheat fields have been burned leaving the commoners starving, the once bountiful pastures are now dry and barren from the havoc of war. The clergy remain in their chapels pleading the goddess for help in these dire times. But she would not answer.

Dazyl, a place of historical importance speculated to be the first place the gods touched on Gelicht. Seven pillars stand in the site's epicenter, a star at the top of each of them and each a different color. Red, Blue, Green, Yellow, Violet, White, Black. The researching holy men seem to say that each pillar represents an aspect of the soul, anger, wisdom, courage, greed, lust, faith, and apathy. The goddess is said to embrace all forms of emotion and created the soul and magic by giving them manifestation upon Gelicht. It is here that men and women of the cloth constantly research and worship in order to grow closer to the goddess, and hope to one day discover a means to return her to the earth so that she may smite Eva's enemies and guide them to the promised land.

It is also a place of constant conflict. The Atma Empire in their encroaching advance seek to subjugate all of Gelicht without discrimination. With their use of magitech weaponry Atma dominated during the Second War of Dazyl and for the first two decades suffered only a handful of losses as they marched into Eva lands with their mechanical titans. Their goal? To take Dazyl and the territories that surround it, the land of which was ripe with ley lines that could be harvested to further fuel their war machine. Emperor Ferdinand spared no resources in the effort to take these lands during the Second War, filling their cities with Anti-Eva propaganda to bolster their forces as the war bled them dry for nearly a hundred years.

But it would ultimately be the faithful people of Eva who won the Second War, securing Dazyl for the chosen ones. And despite the damage done to their land Dazyl remained a paradise, the rivers were always crystal clear, the trees grew tall and strong filled with fruit, the animals that lived their abundant and healthy. It was the royal family's decision after the war to abandon the Holy Capital of Arden and relocate to Dazyl. The crusader knights and crossbearers lined up with their armored horses, drawn carriages filled with labormen, full caravans of stockpiles resources, and took to the eden in hopes that they would be able to survive in place of the people.

They knocked down every stone wall and bulldozed the broken ancient floors to built atop what was once held as sacred. When all was said and done, what remained of its former grandeur were only the seven pillars of old. The new castle for the royalty was built around these important structures, the throne room itself now holding the seven pillars behind the king's seat showing his closeness to the goddess. The clergy themselves saw this as a sign that they had grown one step closer to bringing about her second coming, and despite her absence of communication they believed that building atop the ancient ruins of Dazyl was not something that would anger her.

They were the chosen children of the goddess, they could do no wrong.

One-hundred and thirteen years after their sudden loss against the Kingdom of Eva to the south, Empress Joan decides to halt the efforts against the deranged zealots and turn to the broken lands of Eastern Gelicht and what lies beyond the ocean. The creatures of the east are far less civilized than what Atman combatants are used to and the empire's conquest seems to sweep through the primitive territories without falter. With their advance the expeditionary units would come to find large groups of mutated manbeasts in the unexplored regions. Rather than purge this new race of people, Empress Joan ordered the units to peacefully interact with these tribes of beastmen for the time being while the rest of the war machine pressed further towards the ocean.

The squads that mingled with these beastmen would come to find that their people had a unique talent for sniffing out mana fonts throughout their swampy region. Almost as if it were a generic sixth sense, the beastmen would intentionally build their tribes around these ley line hot spots, having customs where they spoke to the planet from time to time en masse rituals. As this was reported back to the Empress she would immediately order the capture and enslavement of these beastmen, turning their guns and machines on them during the night after gaining their trust. Numerous expeditionary unite would come after, hunting down the remnants of these people and ensnaring them, only to be forced into airships and delivered back to Atma’s capital of Nito.

These beastmen would be labeled as Chienne and would come to find themselves unceremoniously placed into a slave role in the Atma society. Even more swiftly was their talent for sniffing out mana surpluses put to use, as Empress Joan ordered that their cultural leaders specifically be used in this effort and should they resist be executed immediately. Soon after this the Empire would gain and second wind of prosperity. With more fuel for their everyday necessities the common folk were once again in more comfortable conditions, and now that there was a class of people even below themselves social norms shifted to heinous ends.

The problems of pollution, famine, and all other hardship were to be blamed on these filthy mutant foreigners.

Nineteen years after the Chienne people are absorbed into the Empire of Atma, Empress Joan seeks to dispel the hostility between them and their southern neighbor. Rather than send homegrown nobility to the holier than thou Evans, the officials instead decided to send commoners with land along the southern borders for the peace talks. With a lack of knowledge in doing such a thing the commoners who were sent to the small city of Baham were instead captured and interrogated.

During their time in the stockades, these commoners would learn that the current state of Eva was not quite paradise as well. Crop growth had still not recovered from the war nearly a hundred years ago, and whispers of the goddess remaining silent plagued the faith of commoners and nobility alike. The Atman captives would spin the offer of food production bolstered by magitech and advanced farmings methods that could be taught if bastardized magic was too extreme.

Baham was not far from Dazyl which was the most fertile land in Evan territory. And because of this they didn’t suffer from famine as much as the far southern territories. But being close to the border also meant that their populations were few and they got little if any assistance from the church. To the majority of the people in the Kingdom of Eva, the closer you were to the heretical Empire of Atma the worse off you were in the eyes of the goddess. The military men who guarded the stockades weighed their options and listened to the Atman commoners and the mission of bringing peace between the countries.

It was definitely a difficult story to believe. But whether it was real or not, such an outrageous offer would need to be heard by the king. The new holy capital was only a week trip on horseback from Baham, so the commoners were lead by a small group from the border city to Dazyl despite the dangers it may have caused them.

Upon reaching Dazyl, the soldiers safely escorted the commoners to the royal castle and sought an audience with the king. This was met with contempt and hostility even towards the Evan men and women who had only escorted them. A strong and faithful soldier among the group Remus Lehrer who’s grandfather had been quite decorated during the second war pulled the veteran card to the unruly guardsmen and eventually audience would be given. As they entered the castle walls the Atman commoners would find archaic structures remaining intact. To the Atmans it was as if the Evans still lived three-hundred years in the past without advancement.

Reaching the throne room, the Atman commoners stared in awe at the beauties within. The seven pillars which had only been rumored to exist for the people Atma, and also the beauty that was Princess Lyuris. It wasn’t long before the heated talks began, Remus seemingly took it upon himself to push the fact that the offer from Atma was genuine. The commoners would be instantly interrupted by King Luxord upon trying to speak. finally Lyuris would vouch for the peace treaty as well, winning the tug o war in one fell swoop.

By nightfall the king had scratched up terms for some poor spirited peace arrangement. In order to allow trade, travel, and work to be done beteen the countries, the Empress would need to send a hundred men and a hundred women to the Advent of the Sun. Should they be transitioned into members of the clergy successfully, he would usher in what he called The Holy Compromise. Only because he’s a Holy King is the kingdom of Eva, so everything he does needs to sound biblical and important.