The world was not always as we know it. There was a time when chaos was absolute. Colossal beasts, living incarnations of the primordial elements, ruled with a ferocity that defied all imagination. So powerful were they that even Erebus, the god of creation and balance, feared to confront them. Under their shadow, the mortal races were but a fragile echo, condemned to a desperate struggle for survival.
Back then, everything revolved around Elemental Energy, an ancient force that flowed through the very essence of existence. To mortals, it was barely an unreachable spark. For the beasts, it was a natural extension of their power. Wherever they walked, mountains rose, oceans churned and storms unleashed their fury. To Erebus, these creatures were more than a threat; they were chaos personified, a direct affront to his creation and the balance he had sworn to protect.
He could not stand idly by. Filled with regret, the god descended into the world to confront them. The battle that followed was like no other. The heavens were torn apart and the earth trembled under the magnitude of the confrontation. But even Erebus could not destroy them; they were too powerful. Finally, I found a solution. He used his divine power to separate the souls of the beasts from their bodies, selling them into prisons that existed beyond time and space. In doing so, the world was freed from its threat. But the price was high: Erebus was weakened, and the earth itself, scarred by the scars of his sacrifice.
With the beasts out of the picture, an era of prosperity arrived. Mortals built kingdoms, explored the secrets of Elemental Energy and lived in peace. But that peace is not difficult. From the shadows emerged the demons, a ruthless race led by the fearsome Demon King. With him marched the Akumas, savage creatures with no will of their own, and their most feared generals: the Seven Angels of Death. The darkness they brought with them was devastating. One by one, kingdoms fell under their assault, leaving behind a world tinged with blood and despair.
Desperate, mortals once again cried out to Erebus. Though weakened, the god heard their call. But this time there were no beasts to sell and no easy solution as he was still weak. So he made a drastic decision: he sacrificed what was left of his divinity and, with it, forged the first Reikens. Swords, imbued with fragments of the souls of the beasts he fought and sealed long ago, gave their bearer unimaginable power.
With the Reikens, mortals finally had hope. But the Demon King, cunning and ruthless, was quick to strike back. He captured Erebus and forced him to forge Reikens for his army. These weapons, were corrupted and shrouded in darkness. Once completed, Erebus was mercilessly executed.
What followed was an unprecedented war: Reiken versus Reiken. The battles left the world on the brink of collapse. The demons seemed invincible until an anonymous warrior, a hero, emerged to lead the resistance. His skill and bravery rivaled even the Seven Angels of Death and the Demon King himself. With other Reikens bearers at his side, he faced the demonic forces in a final battle that shook the foundations of creation. In the end, the Demon King along with the seven angels of death were defeated and the demons banished to the barren lands of the Eternal Shadows, a place where light never comes.
However, the victory was not complete. Many Reikens were lost, the anonymous warrior fell, and his Reiken disappeared into oblivion. The survivors learned a bitter lesson: peace is never eternal. That is why they dedicated themselves to training new generations of warriors, keeping the legacy of the Reikens alive.
Today, more than ten thousand years later, the world seems to have forgotten that war. But the scars of the past never disappear and peace is never eternal.