Hmm, it's been quite the ride with the whole demon lord and Heroes story. But let us leave the plains of mortals for once again. We need to move on to the big guys themselves. The Agents. Where are they in these times? What are they doing? Why aren't they acting? Well, the answer to that was more like they couldn't do anything. Their foolishness had gotten them in tricky situations. We shall explore this now.
Chapter 3: |THE FALL OF THE AGENTS OF THE WORLD|
It was so that the Goddess of Creation created five beings. These beings could be called her children. She gave them the very important job of monitoring her world, while giving them the love a mother is supposed to.
However, the Goddess of Creation suddenly left off, leaving her children to their duty, to monitor the world.
A millennia passed since their mother left and the Agents had only one thing to say.
"Boring!"
All the agents complained as the looked over the passing events.
The world was too boring. The Gods and Demon Gods had stopped their violence and there was a peace that seemed like it wouldn't break anytime soon.
Life was monotonous and the Agents did not have their Creator around to play with, thus they were bored.
One of the Agents, the youngest and wildest, Lilith, came up with an idea. What if instead of monitoring the world, they became a part of it.
The Agents were reluctant at first, but after a few more decades of peace, decided to listen to Lilith.
They came to the earth in he form of different races and spread out to have their "fun".
The youngest, set to simply explore the world, seeing things from the view of a simple spirit.
The second youngest went to a certain race and made himself a king of that race. He advanced the civilisation to an absurd level for that time, making them one of the most feared and respected races. He was Sigrid the fourth child.
The middle child, Erflio moved to the mountains, were he monitored the lands like a god. He was a kind hearted being that protected the beasts of the mountains and created the image of the vicious Mountain King, keeping all races from the mountain.
The second born was an enigma. She just disappeared in total. Everything about her was an unknown.
The first child simply settled down in a forest. His name was Larm. He isolated himself from almost all life, and raised himself a family, in honour of his Creator.
The other primordial who was also monitoring the world was angered by this. In a rage that threatened to destroy that world, he decided to curse the Agents.
Each received a curse specific to them. Lilith was Cursed to remain curious, forever seeking to explore the world. She would only gain her rights as an Agent back once she satiated her curiosity and she would forever be curious about everything.
Sigrid was made to remain the King of Nothingness. He would forever be praised by nothing and shall rule over Nothingness. His curse would be lifted once he was found and truly humbled himself to a being he believed to be his better. This would be impossible however, since Sigrid really believed there was none above him.
Erflio, the Vicious Mountain King was Cursed to be the Mountain Deity. This wouldn't have seen so bad until this was said.
"Be the Vicious Mountain King! For the first half of a year, watch your precious creatures be slain and watch them slay! Look over the creatures you love so much and watch how they suffer so much! And for the remaining half of the year watch them populate. Watch them grow and fill the mountains with life. Be happy and celebrate at their peace. At the end of the year, manifest before them and begin their horrible massacre! Just one day in the year, be their Doom!"
The second child who disappeared was the one who angered the Primordial the most.
"You who wished to be an enigma, remain as such! Unrecognised by everything and everyone! A total stranger to the very laws of the world! Become, UNKNOWN!" And so the second Agent was Cursed.
Now came the first Agent. The Primordial looked over what he had done and was disgusted. A superior being mating with lesser beings to create a fusion between the races.
"You have brought dishonour to your Creator! Still, you were the most loyal to her! I shall help you make up for this mess! Serve the lesser beings you loved so much! As for your children, they shall live, but not as mere denizens of this world. No. That is too much of an insult to your Creator."
And so, the once mighty Moderators of the World had now become nothing more than aspects of it.
Now with nothing of the Goddess of Creation's personal touch to it, the other Primordial lost interest and decided to leave.
The Goddess of the Ancient World was gone. Her moderators, The Agents were gone. The world had no being to keep it in check now.
Chaos had been born.