The world was not always as it was.
Few if any people know about the first era… an age of magic…
It was a time of incredible freedom and very few rules of reality. Almost anyone could access abilities and skills that affect the very fabric of space and time. It was a realm where a people could take to the skies and even others accessed the depths of space, fighting in battles that would be imagined as mere comic-book fantasies… Dimensions could be crossed as easily as stepping through a door. Worlds created as one might decide to make a house. The planets could be made breathable as could the very depths of space itself. Life took many forms not necessarily conforming to laws of evolution or nature.
During this time, there was great peace… but that was threatened by … Her.
The villainess of this time was an ancient Queen of Destruction… she fought against what would eventually become the forces of Light with her dangerous minions causing chaos and conflict… The heroes fought in this climatic battle with all their hearts, to bring order to the world… and seal the Evil Queen away.
During this battle, dimensions split apart. Magic was sealed away to only certain worlds, while others could only scrape by. These were the echoes left of that great battle.
The light was of course victorious… but at great cost. Their lives, their very reality was destroyed.
Yet some say the Evil Queen found a way to survive… and the world would need a hero once more.
