High on top of a mountain overlooking the last bastion of humanity stood a man. This man would look down on the city under siege and would offer his life as the payment for his god's greatest gift. Revenge on monsters for destroying humanity and punishment on humanity for their softness and compassion. With that the god shook his head in wonder and granted this mortals wish but with a twist. A vessel would be created this day to carry out the destruction but he would bind this man's soul to himself allowing him mortal form. The man who offered himself over to the desires of power and revenge became the incarnation of the god he followed. It however wouldn't be enough to simply fulfill this wish but knowing that humanity had waged a war to eliminate his existence from all planes he would alter the world and it's timeline. He sent himself through time and space to the very beginning. To the Primordial Era, where monsters reigned supreme and the lesser races hid in caves and simple cities. In an era, long forgotten by all but the most ancient of races. Fire and destruction were everywhere as the planet came to being and the mighty oceans and seas formed. He came in like a shooting star and landed on a small island perfectly hid away from prying eyes. It would be here that he would learn to harness his powers and to explore the limits of magic. Time would ultimately erase his existence as he hid away from prying eyes and used others to do his bidding through the ages.
He would ultimately master and recreate the concepts of magic and the bodies the world's races had. His transformation would lead him to creating a tribe and religion founded on might and survival because what he didn't account for was without checks in place things would change drastically. His island would grow in size and normal monsters would become strengthened by his creating the world through chaotic and violent means.
One of those altered monsters would become known as the Kurzani and the only way to maintain peace was to live in harmony and mutually established destruction. So the first champion ascended humanity's weak shackles by accident when he found a Kurzani and killed it on instinct with his hands. Much like sparks born and flames rise so did this champion's strength but unable to interfere in the world of mortals he was forced into the role of divinity.
From his new position, he created the order of the Kurzani and hid it's true purpose behind the veil. The rest of the world would know this island to be the birth place of the Ayuni Street Dancers. It was a brilliant scheme to use the teachings and techniques along with the technology of Vangaras and the true god Vangar to create a tribe of barbarians and warriors that's sole purpose was to serve the god Kurzana.
The tribes of the islands under their control would compete amongst each other for superiority and whoever could kill a Kurzani in sacred combat with just their hands at their coming of age ceremony would be remade into Kurzas. A hybrid beastman blessed by the gods and given special roles in the tribe.
After this was done, time marched on in the Primordial Era. Havoc and destruction reigned as the creations and mutated beasts of the world fought and increased their strength. The deities would roam these lands trying to bring improvement to their creations or wage war using their creations. So for a hundred thousand years, the gods and goddesses waged wars and experiments. They built races and watched those races create or destroy so after eons of conflict, the planetary system they were in had become a wasteland. Black holes, worm holes, spatial rifts had become the normal. Nothing goes into the system and nothing leaves the system. All the races of the Primordial Era had found themselves scattered across time and space in new worlds. Each race would then be redesigned and modified to better survive the crushing gravity and reality of this situation.
So the Primordial Era would come to an end with the gods deciding to each select what their research believed was the superior race. They then set each race on their own island or underwater and watched how they thrived. With this action the First Era of Rugereus began, each race building a civilization or improving it.
Distance kept them isolated until they began to explore the seas and the skies. It was a truly golden era that would last another fifty millennium filled with exploration and discovery. It was here that Vangar would use his creation to begin to plot against the others and destroy the other races. Vangaras and his god Vangar sought to create the truly perfect creation and so they would kidnap the other races and bring out their lust for power and revenge then plant them back in their lands.
The first Vangaras had used this eon to create the Kurzani but also to research magic and technology to figure out how to create a body that wouldn't age. His research and experiments created monsters that seemed almost unable to die. He was seeking a way to defeat the future heroes and so he experimented on himself and read everything he could. He trained in a cave that he created where time did not flow the same way. His desire to be a hero had caused this corruption that led to his recreating all of time and this planet but given so much time to prepare his madness had reached new levels. So he used humanity and the others as test subjects. The original age of Heroes had begun as the races rose up against each other and seeing humanity as the biggest threat they turned on each other. For another eon, humanity would fight a constant war against the machine thinking of Vangaras and the schemes of the other races. Seeing the destruction of the land dwellers, the races of the underworld had shut themselves off during the Primordial Era and their gods promised that never would the sea answer the call from land until the land gods died.
During this turbulent time as the era drew to a close and the land gods finally decided to help through their clerics and other holy ones, the final bastion of humanity would be sieged.
Having seen how this has played out before he would save the child and bring him into his organization and when the vessel was fully prepared in this timeline and found his way to the cave of Vangaras then the child would know who he really is.
He was created to be the perfect weapon and the gods thinking they had won they removed the strangle hold on the planet. Life flourished and mana flowed strongly once again. A reawakening of the planet and now humanity and the other races were given blessings to fight against the monsters of the world.
The age of Heroes had begun a new...
The light had arrived to the world but shadows had increased and so Vangaras trained the vessel until the vessel could carry on the title of Vangaras. The stage was now set to see what would happen to the heroes of the era. News traveled that a child had attained an unheard of rank of blessing thirty years after the night of the siege.
In the Adventurer's guild, it was unheard of to find a SSS class person but the young boy named Aiden had. So Vangaras sent his vessel into the world with the mission of killing this hero and making your name feared by all who heard the name.