Over 1 decillion years ago 4 spirits came to be. All 4 of them were different species. One was an elf, one was a fairy, one was a pixie, and one was a hybrid. For years they had no purpose other than to just exist and live in a black endless void, until one fateful day, The Elf was tired of just floating and sat down. He realized he created a floor to sit on. With this new found power he told the others and they all soon realized they had endless possibilities of power. They were all thinking, and wanted to do something with their powers. They chose a random dimension to peer through, and they landed on Earth. They saw plants, water, and animals. They combined all of their powers to create their own creatures, plants, and made things as simple as rivers, a different color. But over time the land got boring, so they added people and took inspiration from themselves for what they looked like. The people were different from animals, and what made them so special was how they reacted to things. The Spirits looked at the Earth dimension once more for inspiration on other things to give to their citizens, but fell through. This is how us humans got the idea of these creatures. Thankfully at the time this happened, humans were not intelligent, and it made no difference to the life of humans. The spirits eventually chose to give their people a language, specifically English, and gave them the idea of clothing. The Spirits even gave themselves names. The Elf was named Siqu, the Fairy was named Nova, the Pixie was named Amba, and the Hybrid was named Axel. They even gave themselves personalities. Siqu was the spirit of wisdom. He knew that yes, a tomato was a fruit, but no, you should not put a tomato in a fruit salad. The people he created, the elves, worshiped his wisdom. Nova was the spirit of honesty. She was honest, but not always polite. Her people, the fairies, honored her honesty. They were the most honest of all the species. Amba decided that kindness was her forte. If you were ever abandoned, you would pray to Amba, begging for safety. The pixies have been best known to help those in need. Axel the hybrid chose strength. But not physical strength, mental strength. Hybrids have always been hard to peer pressure. They give in to no one but their own head. The name Celestite came to be when the spirits decided their world needed a name. They couldn't agree on a name, so instead they created 2 stars, and flipped them, just like a coin, altho coins didn’t exist. There were two finalists. They created another star and flipped it. Nova, the spirit of honesty, won. “HA, I WIN! TAKE THAT!” she said. “Nova..” Siqu, the spirit of wisdom said. “Nova, what do you wish to name our planet?” Amba the spirit of kindness said. “YEAH THAT'S RIGHT I WON!” Nova started yelling again. Axel, the spirit of strength, spoke up, “Great spirits Nova. Name the planet.” Nova didn’t even think for a second about it. “Celestite.” she said. “You’re naming the hunk of rock we created after a mineral. Sounds... reasonable.” Siqu said. “Of course I did, Celestite is a beautiful gem. Let's go tell the people.” Nova said. So they did, and everyone liked it. + + + 12 years ago a Great War ended in the land of Celestite. It was between the fairies and the pixies and it lasted 83 years. The war started after a pixie killed the fairy ruler. The war was awful, killing thousands on both sides. There was only one reason a treaty was forged and the war had ended: both species had compassion for the Elves. You see, King Thorn was a greedy, selfish king who wanted magic all to himself. 12 years ago the elves had the most powerful magic. He sought to destroy them and steal their magic. He was successful, for the most part This massacre was later named the Grand Elf Wipeout, and the original land of the elves was renamed the Fallen Ruins Of The Elf Empire. A few elves managed to survive, fleeing to the land of fairies, Fairy Fields, and the land of pixies, Pixie Groves. In order to protect and hide the elves, they forged a temporary truce named the Treaty of Miners Grove. Even though all of this chaos was happening, there was still one species that didn’t want the elves. The hybrids (A mixture of a specific animal and human with those animal features.) were unwilling to risk their safety with King Thorn. The hybrids that didn’t like this rule, made the conscious decision to move out of their home, Hybrid Hills.
You see, all 4 of the species had their own quarter of land, and leaving your own land would be hard to do, seeing how different life is in each section. To make matters worse, usually newcomers are unwelcomed unless you are moving to a small, barely populated town, which most hybrids and elves did. But the few that didn’t immediately go to a small town left to a small town almost immediately. They realized that even in peaceful places, they would have to look behind their back, certainly for the rest of their life, maybe even for several generations. No place is ever perfect. So most left and the few that stayed got used to a life of looking over their shoulders, never knowing what might come in the next day. But life goes on. And in the spirits’ favorite dimension, at the end of 7th period, is when this story starts. End of Prologue
