~~The Legend~~
The land of Agartha is as old as time it self. Acording to legend the mother of all gods woke up from her slumber and as she rose a single seed droped from her body. As it fell to the barren ground it begun to glow and caught the godess atention. With a gentel and caring hand the godess burried the seed into the dead ground. After looking at the seed for some time, guarding it, tending to it she begun to wonder if the small seed would ever grow. In despair from her failed atempt to make the seed grow the godess begun to grow. As the massiv tears fell to the gorund, becoming the first rain, the oceans were created. Once she had stoped crying the godess noticed the soil had changed, it had a darker colour, a more filled one.

Curious as to what would happen if she added light to the dark suroundings she created a huge golden lupora. Its fur and wings burning, giving both heat and light to the plant. She could se that the light did good for her seed as she after some time saw that all around it grass started to sprout, slowly spreading all over the land. Despite the land beeing filled with grass the seed refused to grow. Thinking the heat was to much for the seed, scaring it away, she created a paleblue, softly shining Bulbori. The giant bulbori looked at her with gentle caring eyes. "Now listen here my friend. I can hold the sun here for 12houers. After that I will let the sun chase you. If the Sun do catches you you will be eaten" she explained. The paleblue bulbori looked at her befor nodding and dashing of. Just as promissed the godess held the sun by her side for 12houers before letting the massive lupora lose to try to catch the moon.

The moon and the sun raced over the skies day after day, houer after houer. Never resting, never slowing down. A eternal race of survival, ther either the moon would for ever manage to outrun the sun, or be eaten whole. One night as the godess was giving the bulbori company the moon looked at its creator and spoke. "I am tired of beeing alone. There is never anyone to keep me kompany. I wish to have some to keep me company upon my race across the skies" the moon said. After thinking a bit the godess put her hands togeather, forming a bowl with them. Gently he blew into her hands and as she did so the wind she created took the shape of lunemaras. "Listen now little ones. You are to follow your friend the moon. Stay close to the moon and away from the sun" she comanded. The pale lunemaras was shining even more gently than the moon. As she was sitting next to the spot there she had planted the seed she thought that the moon reminded her of a pearl, suronded by diamons, glittering in the distance. The sun, the sun was a amazing shining sorce of heat, and seed turned into a sprout.


"Im thirsty"the sprout said after some time. "Thirsty?" the godess asked looking at the sprout as it spoke. "Yes, you made it fall water, I want that again!" the sprout demanded. A bit puzzled the goddess nodded and made it rain again for the sprout wich happly said its thanks and begun to grow a bit more. Delighted to see the sprout grow the goddess smiled down upon it. After a few years the young tree spoke once again. "Im feeling lonely. Id like to have someone to talk too, someone about my size! The godess nodded and took the leaves on the young trees head, and created several kinds of bushes all around the land. She made sure to make all the bushes diferent in some way. Happily the young tree begun to talk to the bushes all around it. After one more year the slightly older tree spoke a third time. "The bushes have told me that my spring garment is lovely, I want to see it" the tree demanden. The goddess looked down upon the tree and made some of the flowers jump into her hand. As she put the flowers on the ground around the base of the tree it shivered in the wind.

"I like them, to bad they all look the same" the tree said. Despite feeling that the tree was a bit to blunt she had to agree and after asking some of the flowers to change she enjoyed the massive varaities of flowers. As the years went past the flowers and the bushes spread all around the world to keep the grass company. The once small seed was now a massive oak, its leaves surouned by clouds. "Mother dear, I have a request of you" the tree spoke. Delighted by the polite tone and way of speaking the godess once again looked at her most precious creation. "Yes litle one?"she asked gently, caring and with affection towards the oak. "I wish for creatues to live by my head, to keep me company. To fly across the skies under the sun, moon and stars. I wish for other trees to live here as well. I wish for the lands to be walked upon by creatures big and small. I wish for the oceans to be filled with life!"the oak said. The goddess looked at the oak while thinking.

"You wish for a lot my little one" she said. "I know mother, but this will alsoe be my last request the oak promissed. "Well from your mother I guess it would be okey" she replied. Over several years she worked tireless, diligent and carefully, creating both creatures of magic and those who did not posses it. The strangest, and to her most weird and almost ugly creation was what she called humans."Who are you?" they asked looking at her. "I am your creator, the goddess of gods and my name is Bel. The oak you are standing under is my most precious creation and my first one. Treat the oak kindly and with respect" she said before leaving the humans to survive on their own. During the early days of the humans the oak provided the humans with wood for their houses, fences and fires. Once a year the massive oak would let its old and weak branches fall down to the humans. As a way of thanks the humans tended to its roots, keepts animals away from it and celebrated it with a feast.

(this is a intro to my rpg "To save the kingdom" ut it pretty much fits in here since it is a sylestia fanfic)